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Chapter 7 by ThePinkPiccolo

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suck my cock boss!

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Ohhhh. He had imagined this since he started working here. Pretty much every day actually now he thought about it. He thrust into her cleavage, keeping up the pressure on his dick by squeezing her tits around it. Ariel didn’t even blink, but continued her unfocused stare, now directed towards his belly button.

As Zeke continued to push his way in and out of Ariel’s tits, he began to think of all the other things he could do with her. Her ass in those skintight skirts that everyone seemed to wear in the office. He had thought about that. Maybe he should fuck her in the ass. Yeah. That was a good idea.

Suddenly Ariel's gaze shifted and she started to focus again and looked up at him. “What? What the…. Zeke?” she began.

Zeke looked at the speech bubble beside her head. Faintly, the words “What’s happening" had started to appear. Shit!!!! he thought, then quickly released her tits and reached for the bubble. With a wipe of his hand it was clear again and Ariel returned to her previous catatonic state, gazing into the distance.

Zeke’s heart was pounding. That was close. So at least he knew he hadn’t permanently turned her into a vegetable.That was good he supposed, but he hoped it wouldn't interrupt his fun again.

It didn’t take long before he looked down at her, sitting now with her mouth open to speak and vacantly staring into the distance once more, before he thought “Now where were we” and brought his still erect cock towards her again. Zeke looked at her glossy lips and thought, “yeah!” He took her head in his hands and putting a finger in her mouth, pulled it open then angled her face down then guided his cock past her lips.

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He slid his cock back and forth in her mouth a little and thought – this looks awesome, and again he was ticking off items he had only had regular daily dreams about, but there was something missing.

He stood there, with his cock in her mouth and had an idea. The blank thought bubble floated beside her head. Zeke took hold of it in his left hand, and with his right finger, traced some text on it. The words formed on the little cloud as if he had used a magic marker. “I need to suck his dick”.

With that, Ariel came to life, closing her lips around his cock and exerting suction. This was it, thought Zeke, and as she continued to give him a blow job watched as some other words began to form, much more faintly than the still boldly written inscription he had given her, but he could see, starting to appear, “wait - I don’t think I want to do this”. Zeke quickly and carefully wiped out some of the words from her thought bubble and replaced the sentence with "I'm sure I really want to do this" and was pleasantly surprised with some more enthusiasm as his manager pushed her face onto his pole with some urgency.

Happy with his lot in life, Zeke picked up a tit in each hand and let his boss continue her eager work on his dick, feeling her lips clamp around him and her tongue slither along his length, sucking him along the road to an orgasm in her mouth.

As he approached completion, he considered withdrawing to produce his cum on her tits. He had imagined doing so countless times, but now that the moment was almost here, he found it impossible to think about lifting her head from his cock and so he let her continue until he knew he was about to blow. Suddenly his months of fantasizing about this ice queen had come to a climax, literally as jets of his cream burst from his cock and into her throat. He could see her cough a little and her cheeks bulge, but he held her head steady until he had finished, then relaxed with a sigh and eventually pulled his dick free from her lips.

She looked up at him in wonderment, then looked down at her bare breasts, upon which the slacker was wiping his cum and saliva covered dick. “How the hell did this happen?” started to form on her bubble.

Zeke traced the reply onto her bubble. “Because I made him do it. I’ve wanted to for ages.”, then added. “I should thank him, and be especially nice to him in case he reports me to HR. I could get fired!”

Ariel blinked a couple of times as if assimilating this new knowledge, then offered a hesitant “...thank you, Zeke”.

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