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Chapter 7 by sudonam sudonam

Watch the video?

Watch it later

John: haha, prob shouldn't watch this during the workday

Stacey: mm, wouldn't want to get caught

Stacey: bet it'll go well with some wine later tonight ;)

And that was pretty much it. The day passed normally, and I ended up staying a bit later than I'd intended to working on some contracts. At about eight, as I was packing up, I heard a knock on my office door. Before I could answer, Stacey opened the door and peered in. I could see her holding two glasses of wine, and a half-empty bottle.

"Still working?" she asked.

"Just finished up," I said.

"I think you might've forgotten something," she said, with a Cheshire cat grin. Okay, this was definitely getting to be a little forward, but I guess she wanted to show off. I opened my laptop back up and smiled a slightly more strained smile, and sat down. She took that as an invitation to sit back in my lap, because... Well, there wasn't anywhere else to sit with a view of the screen, I suppose. And considering what we'd done last night, it wasn't that strange. She passed me one of the wine glasses, and I sipped.

I started playing the video, and started feeling myself actually getting kind of turned on. Stacey was as vocal and enthusiastic in bed as she had been with me. I could tell the video wasn't that long, maybe fifteen minutes, but as I drank the wine I felt myself becoming a bit jealous of her young lover, as little sense as that made. I put my hand on her side, a mostly-innocent gesture, and surprisingly she took her free hand and clasped it in mine, using her arm to prop up her boobs. She ground her soft ass into my crotch again, and I was suddenly surprised to realize I was already at half mast. She had a conspiratorial grin on her face, and kept grinding slightly and slowly as the movie kept playing and as we held hands. Her recorded voice was getting louder and louder, and combined with the stimulation, by the time she climaxed onscreen with a "Fuck me John!" — wait, what? — I was solid steel.

She swiveled around in my lap to straddle me, looking in my eyes. "I think you can tell who I was thinking about there," she said, still grinning. "Now, I think we have an ongoing arrangement to commence?"

...Ongoing arrangement?

"Hang on," I interjected. "Last night was a one-time thing." I suddenly felt trapped under her immense weight. She slid back, briefly freeing me.

"One time?" She raised her eyebrows, looking genuinely surprised. "Last night was in exchange for me keeping quiet about the bikini picture, John. There's so much more to keep quiet about now, with the dirty messages you sent me and all the cum I swallowed last night. If I'm giving you more now, don't you think you should give me more?"

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I froze. It was the HR play all over again. Even if I tried to deny what happened last night, the message logs confirm that *something* inappropriate happened. As I was blankly contemplating doom, she undid my pants and took out my dick, which was somehow still hard. She smiled and began stroking.

"Now, speaking of giving me something, I think you've got something I want right here. And it seemed like we made a rules exception last night for "top-notch" head?"

She slipped to the floor, stroking with one hand and she freed her breasts from the plunging neckline. She gave one a squeeze and smiled as my dick twitched involuntarily, and leaned in to breathe on it again. A short breath, an extended tongue, one lick, two licks, a loving kiss on the head, and then as she stared up into my eyes... She slowly swallowed the whole thing. Over and over again.

I'd misjudged her. She was a woman who knew what she wanted, and knew what she was doing. Even as my head reeled, I realized that her technique was incredible: she felt amazing, and looking down at her mammoth tits and thick red lips I imagined acting out the video we'd just watched. Every part of her felt soft and wet, and I heard her begin fingering her dripping pussy as she saw me beginning to give in.

I poured some more wine out of the bottle and drank deeply, leaning my head back as my fat, sexy secretary gave me the best blowjob of my life. I was well and truly screwed, so I might as well enjoy it.

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Is a blowjob enough for Stacey?

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