She needs something in return.

Beth {if Shame > 81
}knew, in her brain, that David was right. She'd already crossed a line, and while it had been fun, she needed to quit while she was ahead. But.... t{else
}bit her lip and smirked. T{endif
}he smell of David's cum was still thick in the air, and that intoxicating musk make her loins twitch and radiate heat. She needed something in return... and she squashed the little voice in her head that was yelling for her to be safe and to leave.
"But... don't you think it's only fair that I get something... in return?" {if Office Attire = 0
} She popped the button on her skintight jeans and slid them, along with her panties, to the floor and stepped out of them before turning around to bend over slightly. She spread her pussy with {else
}She turned around, pulling up the skirts of her sundress to show off her bare pussy, spreading it with {endif
}two fingers to show the strands of wetness that connected her moist lips. "Well?" She looked over her shoulder, pleased to see David's eyes glued to her snatch. He even licked his lips unconsciously, to her delight.
"Fuck..." he was drawn in like a moth to a candle, dropping to his knees to take a big whiff. "Why are you so sexy?"
Beth was going to make a quippy retort, but David began to lick and suck on her pussy, and all thoughts flew out of her head.

Beth wasn't sure if David was amazing at cunnilingus, or just that Brian was so mediocre at it, but she lifted one leg up onto the conference table and laid flat, pushing Chinese food boxes out of the way and moaning like a street corner hooker. It took less than two minutes for her to shiver in orgasm, breathing obscenities and pounding the table with the flat of her palm until it stung.