Hypnotizing the boss (closed)

[MidnightWalk]

"That's right, good girl." I thrust my fingers in and out of Andrea's wet pussy faster and deeper, jamming them as deeply as I could in her moist hole. The wet squishing sound was quite a turnon. Meanwhile, I rubbed my thumb against her asshole, pressing firmly, trying to work the tip into her anus.

I could feel her orgasm building, and knowing she'd need to go soon, I thrust faster, frigging her wet pussy as she bent over her desk. Two fingers deep in her pussy, I attempted to work my thumb into her ass as she wriggled and protested. She resisted my attempts to put my thumb up her ass, going so far as to grasp my wrist, slowing my frigging. In response, I moved my thumb from her butthole, thrusting my fingers faster, working to bring her off, make her orgasm before her meeting. I wanted her to go in there thrumming with sexual energy, but not so pent up she exploded. Her ass, I'd figure that one out later.

 

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When he finally moved any from my my as I felt a little more relaxed and could enjoy the work his fingers were giving my even more. As horny as I was I didn't need more than another minute before my pussy clenched and my orgasm crashed over me. I could feel my entire body tighten and spasm as Thomas worked his fingers in and out of me hard and fast. It wasn't as good as when he made me cum with his cock inside of me but it still felt amazing and was just what I needed to be able to get my through the meeting I was about to be late for.

When he removed his fingers from inside of me he brought them up to his mouth and started licking them clean, tasting my sweet juices. I straightened out my skirt and thanked him for helping me out but told him I needed to hurry to the meeting before I was late. He understood and we walked out of the office together, then split up in the hallway. I hoped my face wasn't red or flush from what just happened. If I wasn't careful someone might find out about this and then there would I be? My mind was going a mile a minute as I made my way to the boardroom and entered just in time. The hadn't started yet thank goodness, but since I was so close to the start time of the meeting I was the last one to arrive. Normally that's not a big deal but with all of the men already there I watched then all stare at me and my outfit. I actually started feeling self conscious about myself but tried not to show it. I sat down in the one empty chair available between two of the older, more oervy guys in the management team. They were both nearing 60 and came from the old school days when you could pinch a secretary on the ass without getting into trouble and they were still having issues from time to time dealing with the new politically correct workplace environment. They weren't very happy to have a young woman in huge same management team as them but that still didn't stop them from ogling me anytime I was in the same room as them. I didn't mind though, it was kind of a compliment getting checked out, plus I knew if worse came to worse I could always flaunt my sexuality into getting them to agree to back me on various subjects in the board meetings. Today though I was a little more scantily clad than normal and when I sat down I could feel my skirt ride up my thighs a little and the tops of my thigh highs became exposed. Both men looked down at my legs the second I sat down and I knew they noticed. I ended to try and pull my skirt down a bit but with them looking I had to figure out a way to do it without being obviously about it. Then again... I might be kind of fun teasing the shit out of these old fucks during the meeting. These things were so fucking boring, maybe this would keep me entertained for a short while.... So left my skirt high on my legs and started trying to think of ways to have fun with these old farts.

 

[MidnightWalk]

All eyes were drawn to Andrea and her on-display body. A couple of the department heads nudged their neighbors to draw attention to her outfit. The woman who headed the Finance Department looked at her, coolly, appraising her choice of outfits, and tugging her own blouse a bit tighter. All around the table, eyes were on Andrea, rather than Mr. MacIntyre, who'd actually called the meeting for an update on the company's health and viability.

Next to Andrea, one of the older men "dropped" the pen he'd been fiddling with. "Would you mind getting that for me?" He looked at Andrea, expectantly.

 

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Was he being serious? Dropping a pen to try and get me to bend over and pick it up for him? I haven't seen someone try that trick since high school when guys would pretend to drop pens or pencils so they could bend under the desk and try to look up girls skirts.

It made me think though. If he leaned under the table to get his pen himself there was a good chance he would try and look up my skirt and today I wasn't wearing panties per Thomas's request. Why the hell did I follow a request like that again?! I figured the safest bet was to play along and give the old bastard a little glimpse down my shirt or at whatever he was trying to eyeball. I just said "sure, no problem" and scooted my chair from the table just a little, then leaned forward to get the pen off the floor. I know with my blouse unbuttoned so low that my tits were already half out and now as I leaned under the table I could feel my blouse hanging and giving an even better look down my top. At least he wasn't able to notice I wasn't wearing panties though.

 

[MidnightWalk]

The department got a good look down Andrea's top, seeing her tits and bra. "Thank you," he said, reaching across to grab the pen, brushing his arm against Andrea's chest. "I appreciate that you'd help out an old man, young lady." He grinned at her. Almost all eyes were on this display, except for Mr. MacIntyre, whose face held a significant scowl, which only got darker as the byplay went on.

He started the meeting, reviewing things from a general point of view. However, most eyes remained on Andrea's skimpy, open clothing. There was still a bit of quiet chatter about her around the table, people fidgiting with phones and iPads, possibly, probably taking photos or recording her.

Finally, MacIntyre looked around the room. "If everyone is so interested in Miss Carrollton, perhaps she should give her presentation now? Would that be all right with you, Miss Carrollton? Are you ready to present?" He stepped away from the laptop and projector, showing next quarter's projected earnings. He sat, glaring at her.

 

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Shit! He seemed pissed... I was worried that perhaps I had gone too far with my outfit. I never dressed like this in the past, so why did Thomas telling me to wear something revealing make me suddenly change my outfit choices? I was hoping that Me. MacIntyre wasn't too angry with me as I got up and made my way to the front of the boardroom. I hooked up my laptop to the projector and as I leaned forward to do so I am pretty sure I noticed one of the old farts across the fable angling his cell phone in a way to get a picture down my top. Maybe it was just my imagination since everyone's phones were on silent so there wasn't the obvious camera sound. Maybe he was just checking emails or something and I was self conscious about my outfit so I was being paranoid anytime a cell phone even looked close to my direction.

When my slides came up on the projector I stood in front of the room going over my department statistics for the month. Each time I turned to look at the screen , pointing out various changes in our numbers I would turn back around and watch as more than half of the guys heads would quickly lift up. How many of them were staring at my ass while I talked? When I turned back and pointed to one of the stats near the top of the screen I felt my skirt lift just a little and a cool breeze hit my legs. I realized that my skirt had ridden past the tops of my stocking and exposed a small area of my bare thigh below the hem of my skirt. I couldn't make it obvious that I felt the air or knew my skirt was riding up so I left the skirt where it was. When I turned back and lowered my hands to my side and attempted to tug the sides of my skirt down without being too obvious. I started wondering how many of those old pervs were getting hard under the desk as they stared at me. How many even heard any of the stats I was reading off to them?

I tried to rush through the remainder of my presentation so I could sit back down. I don't even remember what other figures I read off and I doubt anyone else in the room was listening anyway so I concluded my portion of the meeting and walked hurriedly back to my seat. As I sat back down between the two old executives they we both I smiling as me more than I had ever seen then smile before. "That was an excellent presentation Ms. Carrollton; I was definitely captivated". I gave him a nervous "thanks" then as he turned back to the front of the boardroom I looked down at his lap and noticed the small tent that had formed in the crotch of his pants. Thinking about that old fucker getting hard during my presentation was creepy.... So why did I feel myself getting wet? What is going on with me?!

 

[MidnightWalk]

During the next presentation, Old Mr. Johnson leaned over to Andrea and whispered, "Maybe you should come back to my office for a more personal briefing, Miss Carrollton. I feel like I should stay abreast of what your department's doing." And during the further presentations, more eyes were on Andrea than on the presenters.

It was easy to see that Mrs. Carmichael, of the Finance Department, had loosened couple buttons on her blouse when she came up to speak. Her big tits were creating some interesting cleavage in her blouse as she spoke. That alone drew some of the attention away from Andrea for a little bit.

But the performances were dry and business like, and though it seemed like an eternity to Andrea, the meeting was breaking up. Eyes were still ogling her, and Mr. MacIntyre still seemed quite upset, though he didn't say anything directly as he left the meeting room.

I was loitering down the hall from the meeting room to see what transpired, and noticed MacIntyre leaving first, with a full head of steam. I realized then that I may just have miscalculated. I hadn't figured on anyone being upset by what I'd been making Andrea do. Though, there was always one stick in the mud. I'd have to consider.

 

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As the meeting ended and I watched Mr. MacIntyre storm out of the boardroom a little annoyed I was worried that my actions had gone too far. Why the hell did I listen to Thomas and out on nan outfit like this anyway? What the hell was I thinking?!

Meanwhile Mr. Johnson was still eyeballing me and asking me to come by his office later for a follow up "debriefing" of my presentation. I knew the old fucker just wanted to eye fuck me a little more and try and look down my top or up my skirt. I don't mind teasing a little here and there but that was just so gross to think about. I'm going to tell Thomas all about this...I hope he's happy!!!

I wouldn't need to wait long though because as I entered my office Thomas was right behind me. Entering the door a few seconds behind me he closed the door quickly.

 

[MidnightWalk]

Leaning against the door, I smiled. Andrea was a bit...flustered, confused, out of sorts? Not like her at all. What my programming had done was to change her personality. Oh, not completely, but fairly significantly. She wasn't as self assured, so self-confident. I had confused her self image. That was not totally bad. I mean, her previous self image had made her a bitch. Now I just needed to create something more...interesting.

"How did the meeting go, Andrea?" I smiled again.

 

[p_c352006]

I was so angry at his question; especially since he was the reason I was in this situation.

"It was terrible! Mr. MacIntyre is pissed, old perverted Mr. Johnson wants me to come to his office later so he can stare at my tits and ass some more and everyone else in the meeting was too focused on my attire and the amount of skin I was showing to pay any attention to the report I worked so hard on all week."

I expected some kind of apology from him to be honest, but instead he just sat there smiling with a shit eating grin on his face. What the hell was he thinking right now and why was he getting so much enjoyment out of this?

 

[MidnightWalk]

She was angry, so not thinking clearly. That should make it easier for my controls to work on her. It might be time to try something new...but first, there was always the fun that I knew could be had. And maybe I could find ways to earn points around the office. If I spoke to the right people, made the right offers, I could use Andrea to help me advance my career. That wouldn't be such a bad thing after all the time she spent working to keep me down. Using my bitchy boss to get ahead. That didn't sound so bad at all. And in the meantime....

I looked at Andrea. "Andrea, take your bra off and come suck me."

 

[p_c352006]

What then fuck?! Is he serious?! I have my boss pissed at me and a bunch of old experts eyeballing me and wanting me to come "present" more in their offices later so they can ogle me more and he has the nerve to say something like that to me?! I couldn't believe the nerve of Thomas....

So why was I walking over to where he was standing and taking my bra off?!

I slipped the straps off my shoulders and pulled it off through my shirt and tossed it to the floor. With my shirt so unbuttoned my tits were clearly visible almost to the nipples and with the extra room without my bra my blouse was now much looser and hung a bit as I knelt down in front of Thomas, reaching up to his fly. I could feel the cool office air hitting my bare tits and causing my nipples to harder as my hand reached into his pants and pulled out Thomas's hardening cock. I looked up and smiled at him and opened my mouth. I took his full length into my mouth, my face pressing against his slacks as his cock continued to harden in my mouth. I started to run my tongue around the length and could feel the spongey head beginning to press against the back of my throat as the cock in my mouth grew more and more. Soon I had to back my head away a bit to avoid being choked by Tom's hardening cock. When he was finally full and throbbing I gripped the base and began stroking as my mouth started working forward and back on the top length of his member. I sucked him hard and fast as I jerked him which kneeling on the floor of my own office.

 

[MidnightWalk]

Andrea did exactly what I wanted. It was quite pleasurable watching her slip that bra off while keeping her bra on. And I did like seeing her firm tits as she contorted around. And even the flash of anger on her face changed as she sauntered over, kneeling in front of me.

I grinned as she opened my trousers, pulling out my cock and causing it to start stiffening. When she applied her mouth to my swelling cock, I groaned, reaching behind her head to cup her. It was rather blissful to have her sucking me to hardness and knowing she couldn't take it all once she'd make it rock hard. Watching her bob on 3/4 of it was nice, almost as nice as her mouth actually felt on me.

"Johnson, huh? What's wrong with that? He's an old guy and probably hasn't seen a great pair of tits like yours in awhile. You should treat him. Bet you'd make him hard, showing those jugs off. You could even give him a handjob." I chuckled. "Though that might kill him. Doubt he'd object to that."

"Mmmmm." I pushed my erection at her mouth, thrusting at her as she knelt before me. This was working. Maybe I should share the wealth. Although, there was still more I wanted from Andrea.

 

[p_c352006]

A hand job? To Johnson?! That probably would kill him. That old fuck was clearly a perk but I doubt he had seen any action outside of his is own hand in years. The way I saw him pitching a tent in his slacks during that meeting while he stared at my legs and tits made it pretty obviously that he has no trouble getting hard at his age but it was kind of gross to imagine how wrinkled his dick and balls would be. I sucked away at Thomas wondering if maybe I should in an effort to earn some points with some of the senior staff members but I don't know...

I looked up at Thomas as he looked back down at me approvingly, watching his cock disappear over and over again into his bosses mouth as I knelt in front of him submissively, doing anything he wanted me to. I'm still not sure why or how the hell I suddenly had this "need" to do anything Thomas asked of me but the wetness I felt between my legs made me think I was enjoying it.

 

[MidnightWalk]

"Mmmm, Andrea....that's so very nice." I used the hand cupped behind her head to press down faster, guiding her. I had to give her credit, she may be a bitch, but she knew how to use her mouth and tongue. Thrusting upward as I pulled her down, I reveled in the sensations of the blowjob she was giving me, on her knees in her own office. Looking past my throbbing organ and her bobbing head, I could see her firm tits bouncing and jiggling.

I groaned as I guided her faster, fucking her mouth with my thickness, thrusting in as much as I could, feeling the fat head hitting the back of her throat. "Suck me!" I groaned. I could feel my cock tingling and my balls drawing tight. I helped Andrea bob on my erection a few more times, and then I released, hard, into her mouth, spurting my thick jizz into her mouth. "Fuckkkkkkkk." I squirted my seed into her mouth again and again. The way to not listen to what she had to say...keep putting things in her mouth.

As I filled her mouth, I leaned back, sighing. "I really think you should go see Johnson. I know he'd enjoy seeing you, and you never know when his support might be...helpful. Provided you can help him out, that is." I looked down my body Andrea, still kneeling between my legs, a trickle of semen from the corner of her mouth.

 

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I swallowed down Tom's thick seed and licked my lips to catch anything that had escaped the corners of my mouth. I was getting better at swallowing his loads without losing too much but he often came with such force that I couldn't get everything. As I cleaned up his softening cock and the corners of my mouth he told me to go see Mr. Johnson and "help him out". It made me a little sick to my stomach to think about something like that but those feelings quickly turned to arousal and I wondered what Tom was actually expecting of me. Eager to please I asked him how he wanted me to tease and "help out" old Mr. Johnson.

 

[MidnightWalk]

It felt quite nice as she licked me clean and tucked my softening cock away. She looked so cute with my seed dribbling from the corners of her mouth. I looked at her, kneeling there, with her blouse open. Reaching out, I cupped one of her nice firm tits, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"What do do for him? Well...I would think you could show him a little something something..." squeezing her breast "and maybe lend him a hand with whatever comes up. I mean, really, consider when the last time someone your age showed him something and lent him a hand. I expect Mr. Johnson would be very grateful for that hand. Don't you? Just make the old man happy. Discretely, of course."

Giving her tit a last squeeze, I stood, looking down at Andrea kneeling there, before I turned to the door and headed back to my desk, very satisfied with myself.

 

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As Thomas left and closed the door behind him I got off the floor and went back to my desk. I pulled out a mirror and checked my makeup after leaving half my lipstick on Tom's cock a few seconds ago. I re-applied a fresh layer and made I sure my hair looked ok. I took a look at my blouse and tits without a bra on. They looked pretty hot in my opinion but they were also way too visible through the thin fabric of my blouse to be able to make it down the hallway to Mr. Johnson's office without someone noticing and getting way too much of a view. I didn't want to get fired after all. As I slipped my bra back on and straightened myself out I wondered how I could go through with this. I would never have thought even a second about doing something like this at work, especially with the withered Mr. Johnson. So why is it that all it took now was Thomas telling me to do something that made me obey without a second thought? Something was different but none the less I opened my door and walked down the hall to the seldom visited office of Mr. Johnson.

A decade ago perhaps he commanded more respect or maybe even fear around the office as a member of the board but these days. Johnson was pretty much a figure head. He did almost nothing from a day to day standpoint, often working from home or the golf course several times a week if the water cooler talk was true. He still pulled in a huge salary but mostly he was a name with a perverted mind. He was often walking around the office on the days that he was actually in the office and often stopped at the desks of some of the more "ample" female employees and would stand above them chatting for a few minutes as he starred down their tops at their tits before going back to his office and shutting his door for the rest of the day. People sometimes joked behind his back that he was in there jerking himself off as he thought about the woman he had been looking at. If that were true he wouldn't be in a position to answer his door after the meeting this morning but I didn't believe rumors most of the time.

I knocked on the door and heard him clearing his throat, asking who was at the door. I told him it was Andrea and he quickly answered for me to come in. As I walked in to the office I was surprised by the size of it. I knew he had a big office but I had never actually been in it before. He had two couches, a very large tropical fish tank, putting green and a beautiful view of the skyline downtown. He was sitting behind hi desk in front of the computer pretending to work open something important but I knew better. No one trusted him to do anything important anymore. If he was doing something work related it was probably something merely assigned to keep him busy. I kind of felt bad for him a little, but as I approached his desk and sat down on the other side his eyes immediately focused on my chest and then my legs as I crossed them, causing my skirt to ride up the sides of my thighs and expose my thigh high tights. Seeing the perv in him brought back the creepy feeling rather than feeling bad for him, but at least I knew it wouldn't take me long to finish him off after teasing him for the next few minutes as I pretended to present my monthly data again.

 

[MidnightWalk]

"Well, Andrea...this is a pleasant surprise," Mr. Johnson said to your chest. "Did you take me up on my offer to come by to spend some time?" He smiled, leaning back in his chair, eyes traveling over your body, but lingering on your partially open blouse. "I've always thought I could be a good mentor to you, if you had the time to spend with me. Of course, now I'm older but much wiser, and I know what works and what doesn't, right?"

He leaned across the desk, looking into your open blouse. "So, what have you brought me today? Something nice, some new pair of projects that I can handle for you? Or something more interesting?" His liverspotted hand fidgeted with the mouse of his computer, working it back and forth.

 

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I watched Mr. Johnson's eyes darting up and down my slender frame as I sat down across from his desk.

"Well, I did notice that in our meeting this morning my attire was a bit of a distraction and I wanted to apologize for it. I feel like I may have been dressed inappropriately for such an important meeting and I know a good word from you to Mr. MacIntyre would go a long way to help get me back in good standing with him."

"Well Ms. Carrollton, I can't deny that I was definitely distracted by the amount of skin you were showing but I don't think you are very sorry. In fact I think you enjoyed the attention you were getting, but that's fine with me. As far as MacIntyre is concerned I wouldn't worry about him. He has been having some issues at home and I think just about anything would have pissed him off this morning. If you still want me to talk to him though I would be glad to."

"That would be great! Thank you so much!" I smiled at Mr. Johnson, watching his eyes lock onto my legs again. I opened them and recrossed them, wondering how far up Mr. Johnson was able to see. "I agree with you that I probably have a lot to learn about this business and I've been thinking that having you as a mentor would be a major asset for me. I don't know what I could really do for you though to make it worth your time." I knew what he would want and I knew that Thomas wanted me to give something to him but what would Johnson say to my proposal? Did he know what I was hinting at? Would it matter anyway with his perverted mind? Even if I wasn't hinting at anything sexual I feel like his mind would have gone there immediately anyway but I sat there across from his waiting on his is response.

 

[MidnightWalk]

"Andrea, I would be happy to take you on. As my mentee, of course" He reached out, putting his hand over yours squeezing. "And please, think nothing else of your distracting our meeting today. Not all of us were distracted." He smiled, wrinkled face beaming at you.

"And....what was distracting there certainly wouldn't be distracting here, you know." His eyes returned to your partially open blouse, obviously trying to see inside. "I'm quite sure we could find a way for you to...compensate me for the time I would spend mentoring you and keeping MacIntyre off that very pretty bottom of yours, if you take my meaning. In fact, I'm sure you could come up with something very good, couldn't you?"

 

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I figured he wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of the situation and try to turn it sexual. He had already been starting at my cleavage and looking intently at the hem of my skirt but now he was being even more blatant with it. I was still kind of weirded out at the idea of doing something like this with someone that was so much older than me, but Thomas did tell me to do it so I never questioned whether to go through with it or not.

"Well, I don't have too much that I can offer you Mr. Johnson but I've noticed you staring at my cleavage a lot this morning. Maybe I can pay you back by giving you a better look."

I walked around his desk and sat up on it facing him. I rested my feet on his chair between his legs and began to unbutton my blouse. Slowly my chest and bra came into view along with my toned stomach. I worked hard keeping my figure in this kind of shape and I wasn't ashamed of it, but there was still a part of me that felt uncomfortable undressing for this old perv in the middle of my workplace. His face was frozen in a state of disbelief. He's probably tried to flirt and make inappropriate comments to every woman in the building for years and never gotten more than a smile so to sit there as I unfastened the last button of my top and shook it off my shoulders probably felt like dream for him. I paused for a moment or I see if he would ask for more but he was still speechless as his wrinkled face starred to my body, sitting topless except for my bra. If he was this stunned at the way I looked in a br he was going to lose his mind at why I had planned next. I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra. The straps sprung free and laid at my sides as the fabric hung loosely over my shoulders, barely covering my tits. His eyes got even wider as he watched me move my shoulders slowly; my bra straps gently working their way to the edges of my shoulder before finally falling and causing my bra to drop to the floor in front of his chair.

"Holy shit! I haven't seen a pair of tits like that in 40 years!"

"Well then I bet it's been a while since you've felt a pair like this too hasn't it?"

I reached out and grabbed his hands, then placed them on my chest. His wrinkled hands grabbed onto my tits aggressively, like a child playing with a new toy on Christmas morning. I squeezed and pinched my nipples, massaging my breasts with his soft, old hands. He looked like he had died and gone to heaven and at his age let's be honest, it might not be that far away. I started to feel bad for the guy. No wonder he was so horned up. He sat around the office all day watching me and some of the other young professional woman walk around in skirts and dresses, knowing he can't obtain what's underneath and then goes home to porn or some empty release for himself. Now I was actually starting to want to jerk him off like Thomas asked me to. I looked down at his lap and there was an obvious tent poking up from them. Hg only looked like he was a few inches in length at best based on the bulge sticking out and as excited as he seemed right now I had a feeling I could blow on it and he would cum but at those is point I had gone this far so I might as well finish the old geezer off.

 

[MidnightWalk]

"These are some amazing tits, Andrea," he groaned. "A very choice pair. You're certainly making me want to mentor you." He pinched and squeezed your nipples, pulling at them. Mr. Johnson was kneading every inch of your firm round mounds, staring intently. And indeed, his trousers were tented out in response as he fondled you.

"So...what else can I expect from you, Andrea? What else can you to do cement that Mentor/mentee relationship? I'm sure you can think of something that you can give your mentor to show your appreciation, can't you?"

 

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I guess I had no choice now but to go forward. "Of course I can do more." I reached my hand out and grabbed the buckle of Mr. Johnson's belt and do pulled it open. I unbuttoned his pants and slid his zipper down, then reached my hand into his briefs and grabbed hold of his old, hard prick. I stroked it a few times, then pulled it out through the hole in the fly area and exposed it to the office air. I looked at what was in my hand. His cock was only about 4 inches or so and not very impressive, but I have to give him credit, it was hard as a rock. Despite his age, Mr. Johnson had a hard on more comparable to a teenage boy rather than an elderly man. As he continued playing with my tits I stroked his cock slowly, letting him enjoy the feel of a soft pair of hands on his cock for the first time in ages. It had only been a minute two or stroking him that he started to breathe heavy and groan. I knew he was close to cumming already and I wanted to put him over the edge so I lifted my legs and placed them on the arms of his desk chair. He looked between my spread legs and realized that under my skirt I had no panties. As soon as he saw the naked, shaved flesh of my young pussy he groaned. I pointed his cock towards his desk to avoid getting anything on his pants and the second I did his cock began to spurt a few streams of cum onto the floor of his office. I watched as his old cock shot several fairly impressive ropes of cum across the floor under his desk before dribbling the last few drops out weakly. I stroked him through the rest of his orgasm, then reached behind me onto his desk and pulled a few tissues from a holder on his desk. I wiped his cock clean with his tissues and tossed it into the trash, then noticed the cum on my thumb that had rolled down his cock onto my hand. I was about to grab another tissue but instead decided to give him one last thrill and turned back to face him. I opened my my mouth and stuck my thumb in, then sucked it slowly, tasting his cum and licking it clean from my hand.

"I look forward to working with you more Mr. Johnson. Please remember to put a good word in for me with Mr. MacIntyre."

I put my bra back on and button up my blouse before heading out of his office and back to my own. I wondered what he would do with the load of cum that was strung across the floor of his office under his desk. I laughed a bit to myself wondering if he would try and get it himself or just let someone from the cleaning staff come me across it later, no pun intended.

 

[MidnightWalk]

Seeing Andrea returning from Mr. Johnson's office, looking a bit flushed, I grinned. I wondered just what exactly had happened between them. Had she done what I guided her into doing? If so, I really hoped she hadn't killed the old man getting him off. The thought of her jacking off the old man, with her nice tits hanging out got me hard again, sitting there at my desk. I couldn't very well go and get a report from her just now. I'd have to wait until my erection subsided...which meant all that I could do was work. That was about the least sexy thing I could think of doing.

Throwing myself into work, I didn't really pay attention to my nether regions, and as a result I got a fair amount of work done even after my erection went away. When I finally realized it, I smiled. Time to go and get a report.

I stood up from my desk, stretching.Turning, I made my way through the mass of cubicles, heading for Andrea's office. Just as I turned the last corner to head down her hallway, though, I stopped short. Ahead of me was Mrs. Carmichael, from the Finance Department. I took a second to appreciate the curve of her wide hips in her skirt, before realizing that she was headed straight for Andrea's office. I paused as Mrs. Carmichael knocked once, then walked in, almost slamming the door.

Now what? I moved as close to the door as I could, listening, while trying not to look like I was listening, just in case someone came down the hallway.