"Mmmmm," Nick murmured, running his hand along her inner thigh. "Looks delicious."
"Shhhh!" Sally hushed again.
He urged her thighs apart and moved closer, kissing her legs softly. She slid her ass along the chair to bring her cunt closer to his face. Nick pushed her dress up further and twirled a finger over her bush, then rubbed his middle finger through the mesh and along the wetness of her cunt lips.
Now Nick could see the pink lips sparkling with moisture as he spread them. First he slid his finger through the folds and an inch or two into her wet hole, using his thumb to stroke her clit. Already he could feel her thighs trembling with excitement.
The aroma of her pussy filled his nostrils as he leaned forward and planted a kiss on her thigh, an inch from her cunt. Then he slipped his finger from her pussy and pressed his lips against the pink doors, kissing them lightly. Her cunt was drooling. Nick's cock was still piping hot as he ran his palms along her inner thighs and then reached in with two fingers to hold open her scalding lips. Her clit poked out between them, large, pink, and throbbing. He pressed his lips over her hole again and shot his tongue out into the crack, licking from the bottom of her hairy slice all the way up to her clitoris.
Sally shook with pleasure when the tip of his tongue found her clit and fluttered it teasingly. Again she moved her ass to push her crotch further under the desk. Nick sank his fingers into her steamy thighs and sucked hard on her pussy, then closed his lips around her clit and began sucking, biting, kissing, and licking hungrily.
He could only hope that she could control her screams. Her legs were shaking heavily now, he could hear her breathing deeply. Nick knew that Sally always came quickly when he ate her, in less than a minute sometimes. And today, she seemed to be flying toward the end from the minute his lips first touched her pussy.
Nick ate more eagerly as he felt her responding, swallowing often as his mouth filled with her juices. He rubbed his nose against her clit as he lashed his tongue up and down in her slice, then took her pink morsel in his lips again and sucked. His finger slid along her crack now, teasingly approaching her asshole, then moving upward in the crack until the tip of his finger slipped inside her. He twirled it a few times, then thrust it in hard, burying his finger in her pussy up to the knuckle.
She shook wildly now, raising her feet from the floor, thrusting her cunt hard against his face. He knew she was seconds from her end. With his finger still buried in her cunt, he sucked her clit into his mouth and flailed at it with his tongue, sucking as if he wanted to draw every last drop of her pussy juice from her cunt and swallow it.
"Nick…" she breathed softly. "Don't, stop, Nick…"
Her words faded. Suddenly her legs tightened around his head, the warm, silky flesh of her thighs pressed against his head from both sides. He blew her clit out of his mouth, then clamped his lips around it again and started sucking harder than ever as she entered her climax.
It was sheer torture for Sally to control her screams. She wanted to howl at the top of her lungs, wanted to kick her legs high in the air and enjoy the frenzied excitement of her orgasm without worrying about her screams. But, Nick could hear her muffled moans and knew she'd placed a hand over her mouth.
He drank in her juices as they streamed from her cunt, still sucking savagely on her love hole. His finger pistoned in and out a few times, then left her body when her thighs stopped shaking. It was over, and she was breathing deeply, trying to catch her breath.
Nick sat between her legs for a few moments as she calmed herself. Then he slid her panties over her feet and up her legs. She stood up quickly to pull them over her ass, and while she stood Nick crawled out from under the desk.
Seconds later, he was standing next to her desk, she was sitting in her chair. To anyone passing by they looked like any other executive and secretary discussing business.
"That was wonderful, Nick," Sally grinned. Her face was flushed red, her eyes were gleaming. "You've made my day."
"I knew you'd be surprised to find me there," Nick laughed. "Pleasantly surprised."
"Risky, though," she said.
"Not really. I mean, who would ever imagine that while you're sitting there I'm down between your legs?"
"If anyone had come by while I was coming…"
"But they didn't," Nick shrugged.
Her green eyes twinkled as she licked her full, red-painted lips. "Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Harrison?"
He smiled. "Yes, you can come in my office in about five minutes and have a bite of lunch."
"I've already eaten," she giggled, "but I could do with a bite." Nick grinned again and then walked to the door, opened it, and entered his office. His cock was still painfully hard under his slacks. He knew that the first touch of Sally's lips would send his gism soaring.
He glanced out the window again. Across a forty-story canyon he could see the windows of another office building, people moving back and forth. He had to laugh to himself to think that, if anyone were looking from that building toward his window, they were about to catch a real eyeful.
Nick swung around to face his desk, then slid down his zipper and reached in for his cock. He pulled the long, fat tool free of his briefs and breathed a sigh of relief as the hard pole was exposed to the cool air. The cap was swollen and red, blood pulsed visibly through the purple veins that covered his shaft.
The door opened slowly, Sally poked her head in.
"Come in, Miss Lewis, I have a job for you," he smiled.
She closed the door behind her and approached his desk. He watched her skirt swing back and forth over her legs, then enjoyed the wobble of her tits under her tight green sweater.
"Well, I see you're ready for me," she grinned when she reached the side of his desk and looked down at his crotch. "Think I should lock the door?"
"No reason to," Nick shrugged. "No one would open the door without checking with you first. And you're in here."
She knelt down beside his chair. "Have you been thinking about me," she giggled.
"You bet," Nick replied, swinging his legs around. "Go ahead, honey. You know what I like."
She was kneeling between his legs now, staring at his fat prick. Nick looked at her full red lips. He could hardly wait to feel them around his cock.
She gripped the rod in her fingers and squeezed it. A wave of pleasure surged through Nick's groin. When she stroked his rod a few times, he knew he was going to come in a matter of moments.
Slowly she bent over, her hair fell over his thighs. She held the rod upright in her fingers and kissed the bloated cap, then closed her lips around the knob and began sucking.
"Mmmmm, that's terrific!" Nick sighed, spreading his legs.
Her eyes were closed now as she started down his prick. Inch after inch of the pulsing shaft disappeared into her mouth, her warm, soft lips moved smoothly down the tender cockflesh. Nick felt the tip of his prick rubbing against the back of her mouth, then slipping into her throat as she plunged to the root of his prick, her lips touching his open fly.
She rose slowly, then held the cock upright as she twirled her tongue around his crown. A drop of pearly lubricant had formed in his pisshole, she licked it clean with the tip of her tongue and then enveloped his cock in her warmth again, sliding down sharply to the root. As he'd expected, gism was moving quickly toward his organ.
He had half a mind to undo his fly and pull down his pants so that she could play with his balls. But as she swooped down on his rod again, he felt his tool stiffening with seed. There was no time now. He stroked the back of her neck in encouragement, then closed his eyes as her caress moved upward along his cock again. His cock felt the air as she lifted her kiss, then the tip of her tongue as she lapped around his crown again. Her fingers moved along the shaft, which was wet with saliva now, then returned to the base as her caress smothered his rod again.