You called in from the small conference room with Brad.

"You wanna call in together?" I offered to Brad. He shrugged and we wandered into the small conference room across the office, closing the door behind us.

It didn't take long before we were bored out of our eyeballs.

"This call is the worst." Brad sighed.

"Ya..." I frowned, staring at the phone. "Wanna make it interesting?" I offered with a grin.

"What do you have in mind?" He perked right up at that!

"Let's bet on what dumb things people will say first. I'll bet someone says 'ambient noise.'" Someone always blames ambient noise.

"Haha, sure, okay, I'm down for 'clear as mud!'"

We both stared intently at the phone, and not two minutes later Bob from the Georgia office said 'clear as mud.'

"Alright, pay up!" Brad held out his hand. Maybe it was the lack of panties. Maybe it was connecting with Brad in such a playful way. Maybe it was a little of both. But without missing a beat, I pulled off my shirt and put it in his hand.

He looked... Surprised? He clearly wasn't sure how to react. So I prompted him. "I've still got 'ambient noise' against your pants!" I grinned and he raised his eyebrows.

"Okay... Your pants against 'who said that please'"

I got an 'ambient noise' and proof positive he was enjoying himself in the form of well-tented loose-fitting boxers. One 'who said that please' followed by someone eating chips off mute and then I was sitting there naked in the little conference room next to Brad's hard cock trying to sneak out of his boxers.

"We're on mute." Said Karen from the California office. "No you're not." Replied Bob. And that made me naked with one in the hole.

"Shoulda wore panties!" Brad smirked as I licked my lips.

"You know what comes next, right?" I said sliding my chair back and slipping onto the floor.

"Um..." I finally freed his cock, wrapping my fingers around it as I nudged up between his legs. "You don't have to do anything..."

"I know." I grinned, slipping the tip of his cock into my mouth. I quickly started bobbing, wetly and noisily, on him, taking more and more of his length into my mouth until I could fit no more. I began stroking the full length of it with my lips and tongue, picking up the pace as quickly as I could.

The call was wrapping up! I had to beat it! I put my whole body into the motion, writhing against his cock, feeling it press deeper into my throat than any before. He was close, I could feel it!

"Oh fuck, Cindy, I'm... Fuck!" Brad said, and I pulled back, stroking the underside of the tip with my tongue for a few brief heartbeats before I felt him burst into my mouth. I slipped him out, letting his cum pour into my face. I reached up and milked him gently, guiding him all over me. As he finished, I sucked lightly at the tip once more before rolling back and sidling into my chair.

"I've still got 'we're running a surplus' against your boxers for next time!" I grinned, smacking a mouthful of his cum before swallowing it down.