What he really wants to do (fantasy)

"That's very interesting." Rick stood, walked around the table, and crowded into Pricilla's space. "The company thinks it can do without me."

"I'm afraid so." Pricilla looked up at him. She didn't look so confident and in control with him standing over her. He didn't mind the view, either. He got the classic 'down-blouse' angle, with her tits plainly exposed.

"You're making me a bit uncomfortable," she added. "If you'll go back to your seat, I'll explain the rest of your package."

"I'm quite familiar with my package. Perhaps you'd like to have a better look at it."

"I beg your pardon."

"You're quite pardoned. Now, unbutton that blouse and let's have a proper look at those puppies."

"I don't--"

"Well, if I have to, I have to." Rick reached down and unbuttoned Pricilla's top. Fortunately her bra was a front loader so once her top was open, he had no problem releasing her tits from their cages.

"Mr. Peters." Her voice shook as she spoke. "This is quite inappropriate."

"What's inappropriate is firing my ass after what I've done for the company. So, I'm going to collect a part of my severance from you."

"But..." He noticed she was staring at the growing bulge in his slacks.

"Oh, you think it's only fair that you get a look at mine since I've been looking at yours?"

"Well..." Pricilla licked her lips, a clearly involuntary move. "That would be... inappropriate."

"You keep saying that. Do you really think this is wrong?" He unzipped and hauled out his partially erect penis.

"Oh."

"Wet it down and then I'm going to tit-fuck you."

As if her body was fighting her mind, Pricilla bent, taking his cock in her mouth. Beads of sweat gathered between her breasts and on her forehead. "This is so wrong," she said. Or at least that's what he thought she was saying. After all, it's hard to understand a woman who has a dick halfway down her throat.

When let himself enjoy her until he felt the pressure begin to build then hauled himself out of her throat and slid his cock between her nicely-sized tits.

Between her saliva and her sweat, there was plenty of lubrication and his dick slid easily between those sexy mounds. He grasped one tit in each hand, thumb and forefinger pinching her nipples which the rest of his hand pressured her tits over his dick.

"That does feel nice," she admitted.

Right now he didn't especially care whether it felt nice to her. He didn't feel particularly nice. He felt like he'd been screwed over and it was time for someone else to get the shaft... his shaft that is. Still, if she could get some pleasure out of it as well, that didn't bother him. After all, this whole thing wasn't Pricilla's fault. She was just doing a shitty job that someone had to do, fucking up his life because that was what she got paid for.

"Okay, open your mouth," he ordered.

This time, she didn't protest, instead simply obeying his command.

He gave a couple more pumps, slapping at her tits as he did, then pulled back and aimed.

He let her catch the first shot in her mouth, but then switched his aim, hitting her tits and her hair with squirt after squirt of semen.

When he finished, he tucked his dick back in his pants but stopped her when she went to refasten her own clothing. "Let my cum drip off you while we work," he said.

"Of course, sir. Now, you were about to sign this non-disclosure in order to receive your severance benefits."