Stressful Parts

Me: ‘Hey. What are you doing?’
Angeline: ‘Anything that is necessary for me to get the job.’

She unzipped her red blouse in a move and peeled it off her chest to reveal her gorgeous assets, with just nipples stickers on them. Her skirt came off as quickly and a tiny g-string hid her modesty, though not having any effect on me.

Me: ‘You know the five girls before you have me the same proposal?’

The embarrassment caused her face to turn red and she stood motionless in front of the pile of clothes, shocked about how far girls would go to clinch this rare job opening in a company shrouded by maximum discretion. She picked her clothes up from the ground and while I was about to give up on her, she came over to my side and laid her skirt neatly at the edge of the table.

Angeline: ‘They might have given you a good time I cannot outdo. But.. ‘

She stood before me and undid my belt, a move that none of the other interviewees did to relieve the pressure on my belly. My cock popped out from my exposed groin and she took her seat on top of her skirt, spreading her legs wide to let her hand go between.

Angeline (whispering): ‘I know how to enjoy myself at work.’

Fingers began going in circles on her clit and the glimmer showed me how wet she got in a short time. Her feet rose to my lap and she used her sole to rub my flaccid rod, making it hard to the moans she was singing.

Angeline: ‘I’ll be your pet.’
Me: ‘So said them.’
Angeline: ‘That will make you do all the work, while I do yours.’

A hop off the table and she was squatting between my legs next, licking my shaft without holding back. Her long, flowing brown hair, small but toned shoulders, and bunny-like, gentle mouth won my heart a little, all the while enjoying the foreplay she was executing on my lap.

Angeline (whispering): ‘I think it’s ready.’

There was no come-fuck-me (CFM) look, nor any signs of hurry. She just got up and turned towards the table, playfully wriggling her butt a few times. Seeing no reaction from me, she kept her knees touching and placed her hands on my knees for support, sitting down slowly over my dick that was all ready to do ‘all the work’.

Once I was in another realm of pleasure, she sat comfortably against my chest and wrapped my arms around her waist. Lifting me up carefully, she had managed to get me standing (both ways) in position for doggie. Without removing my hands from her belly, I started thrusting at a slow speed, shifting my hands to her breasts that desperately needed to be massaged.

Purr-like moans filled the room as she got wetter, at no time holding in the orgasms that built up quickly.

Angeline: ‘I’m gonna cum now.’

She held my hands again and pushed them against the cold tabletop, while her body shivered in a tiny tremor.

Angeline: ‘I think I’m tighter now.’

She kicked my office chair away from under my legs and squatted down with me, laying me on my butt on the carpet the whole office was covered in. She got up very gracefully and sat on top of me in cowgirl, bending her back over my chest so my mouth could taste those perky nipples.

Angeline (whispering): ‘Suck them gently to make me rock, or nibble on them to make me crazy.’

That said, her ass started rocking back and forth, devouring my cock and spitting it out over and over again. Since her boobs were just right in front of me, I suckled on them like a newborn and she moved faster. Once my teeth began grinding her sensitive spots, her hips rose and dropped, slamming my cock deep into her vagina.

In the heat of the moment, she lifted herself away from my mouth and sat upright, hands holding the sides of my waist as she rode me faster than before.

Angeline: ‘I’m gonna cum again!’

That single phrase threw me into a frenzy, as my mind felt the tightness increase on my shaft. A vacuum was sucking me back in and she managed to get all my spots right, in time for me to give her a warning.

Me (groaning): ‘I’ll be cumming after you.’
Angeline (panting): ‘How about together?’

A forward swing of her body forced my cock out of her, and she crawled to the table where her skirt was dangling from. Putting it around her waist, she turned 69 over my head and resumed her work on my dick, savouring every inch of it with her active tongue.

I did not lose the sensation even when she switched position, replaying the exact same tightness and speed despite using her mouth. The pearly strings of dew on her pussy was caught by my tongue and her body shivered even harder when I licked her clit.

Me (whispering loudly): ‘It’s coming!’
Angeline (moaning): ‘Me too.. Argh!’

Just as my cock erupted into her mouth, juices dripped into my mouth at an increased pace. Combined with her shaky ass, there was no way I could keep my outer lips dry since her pussy brushed across my lips a few times.

When she got up from the dominating pose, she had cleared her throat and her top was zipped up with my help. Once she was dressed, a light, pink panties came out of her bag and she cleaned my mouth, along with my dick that was shrinking in tiredness. The scent of detergent on it, was as hygienic as it could get.

Me: ‘You didn’t wear them today?’
Angeline: ‘It helps to boost confidence, a little?’

She started her work that very evening with the first task, to get dinner for the both of us. During the whole three hours of web-conference with the company’s overseas counterpart, she had stayed under my desk, keeping me away with her mouth and hands that was as energetic as ever.

Well, there were only six offices on our floor, and all of us had our own ‘energizer bunnies’ in the respective rooms. Toy boys and play girls, it was all worth it for the six of us to handle the job of twenty, and reduce diversification of the ‘salaries’ budget into just a few pockets.

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