Just Another Day At The Office

Just Another Day At The Office - Part 3

(BOND,INTERR,MF,FF,MF+,NC)

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In truth, Danny had a pretty good body, especially for a man his age. Easily 15 years her senior, he made it a point to run 10 miles 3 times a week, and never missed an appointment with his personal trainer on the other days. He had much less flab than most middle-aged men, and his stomach was pretty flat. Best of all, he had a nice cock. 7 inches long, it was almost as big around as it was long (he'd measured it in college once on a dare). The head blossomed out from the shaft thickly, and many a woman had cum just from the effort of him working it inside her.

She only had to ask him once. He immediately got between her legs and licked the trail of moisture that had run down her thighs, savoring the salty/tart taste as he moved up toward her crotch. In this position, he had unobstructed access to the area between her asshole and her pussy. He licked it feverishly, like a little boy trying to finish his ice cream before it melted. Every once in awhile he made sure to linger around her asshole, force his tongue into her. Whenever he did, he was rewarded with moans of encouragement.

"Oh yeah, yeah! Like that, Danny!"

She was building toward a mind-blowing orgasm, and Danny knew just what to do to get her there. Without slowing his oral attention, he reached up and began to rub Carnie’s clit in time with the dildo’s thrusts, pressing firmly on her button and moving in strong, circular motions. It was more than she could take; within moments, she was flying over the edge.

"Oh shit!" she screamed. "Oh God Damn! I’m cuummmming! Arrgghhhhhhhh."

Without the fear that others might hear her, Carnie was very vocal. Once her orgasm started, Danny found himself unable to continue the assault with his tongue, because she was bucking too hard for him to remain in any sort of consistent contact. Finally she lay still on the table, spent and satisfied.

If I don’t fuck this girl soon, I’m going to go out of my mind, Danny thought. He was about to say something to that effect when she raised herself up on her elbows and looked over at him.

"You’re two for two. I don’t know how I’m going to make it; I’m already worn out. I can’t believe I’ve cum that hard twice already." Danny smiled.

"We should probably discuss our little arrangement now," she said seriously.

Fuck, Danny thought. Here it comes. While she spoke, Carnie spread her legs and started to tease herself. She was still pretty worked up, so it didn’t take long for her fingers to get wet.

"This is how we’re going to do this. I'll lay it out for you, both what I’ll do as well as what I want from you. You can think about it for a few minutes, then give me your decision. If you’re not game, fine. You can get dressed and go, and I’ll file the report that I have. If you accept, then tomorrow I file a report that says your equipment is clean, and I offload the data that I have stored on the network. If you break our agreement at any point while we’re here, the deals off, and I file my report as is. Any questions?"

"Just one. If I accept, how do I know that it ends here?"

"Once I’ve filed my report, I can’t submit a revision without going through a very lengthy explanation process. And it looks really shady."

Her breathing was getting shallow because she was starting to get excited again. She’d started by rubbing on finger along her crack; she’d progressed to sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy while she spoke. Jesus Christ, Danny thought, does she ever slow down?

"But that doesn’t mean you wouldn't."

Her responses were coming slower now as she started to masturbate in earnest. Her fingers were now buried up to her knuckles and her ass was slapping the table as she moved in time with her strokes.

"Danny," she said lazily, "if tried to screw you," they both smiled at the irony, "wouldn't you do everything you could to make sure that I'm buried under twice as much shit as you are?" He shrugged. "I’m not stupid; this is a one time deal for both of us, not an unlimited opportunity."

She’d thought it all out. In spite of the barrel she had him over, he couldn’t help admiring the way she thought. She was not a stupid woman.

"OK, so what's your deal?"

Reluctantly, she pumped a few more times then removed her fingers, bringing them up to her mouth and sucking them clean.

"It's not really that complicated. I can use you as I please until 6:30 tomorrow night," she sighed.

"What do you mean, ‘as you please’?"

"Exactly what I said. Whatever I say to do, you have to do."

"That's crazy!" Danny exploded. "If you tell me to write a check for all of the money in my bank account, I'm not going to do that; if you tell me to nominate you for partner, I'm not going to do that either."

"I assure you, Danny," she said, spreading her legs farther and jamming the two fingers back in, arching her back as they struck some unseen spot in her pussy, "I will not waste my time with stupid shit like that."

"How can I know that?" Danny asked.

Carnie removed her fingers again, and covered first one, then the other nipple with the juice from her pussy. Grabbing one mammoth breast in both hands she raised her nipple to her mouth and licked the juice off, tickling the rigid point with her tongue.

"You can't," she said simply. "How do you know that I haven't already submitted my report?" Danny turned noticeably pale. "I guess you'll just have to trust me."

Danny sat there, a wave of conflicting emotions rattling around in his head. Here the woman was blackmailing him, forcing him to do what she wanted, with no room for redress. On the other hand, she was so fucking hot that he couldn’t think straight, and all she wanted was to use him for her sexual pleasure.

While he was deliberating, Carnie continued her show, covering her fingers with pussy juice, then covering her nipple and licking it off. Liquid was starting to puddle on the table, and she was starting to alternate between licking her nipples and twisting them cruelly while she waited for an answer. He could tell that she enjoyed masturbating in front of him, and the smell of sex that had been so strong when he first walked in was now suffocating. By the time she started to whimper, his mind was made up.

"OK, it's a deal."

At first she didn’t respond, and Danny wasn’t sure that she’d heard him. Her eyes were closed, and she was whimpering kind of loud while biting down on her nipple. After taking a final nibble, she released it and looked back at him.

"Don’t worry, Danny, you’ll like this. Now come over hear and start serving your sentence," she said huskily.

While he walked over to the table, she slid off and waited patiently for him to take her place. The table was slick with a mixture of sweat and pussy juice, that for some reason he found erotic.

"Lay down." He complied.

Now flat on his back, Carnie knelt at his feet and attached a leather bracelet to each of his ankles.

"Drop your hands over the sides," she commanded.

Once again, he complied, and she attached leather bracelets to both of his wrists too.

"Oh, and one more thing. Moaning and groaning is cool; hell, it's encouraged. But do not speak to me unless it is to answer a direct question. Don't ask to go to the bathroom; don't ask to get something to eat. You are here to make me happy, and I hate to hear begging!"

She climbed back onto the table and positioned her pussy over his mouth.

"Show me that you understand all of the rules!"

Danny responded instantly, snaking his tongue out and probing her already sopping wet pussy. Masturbating had left her pussy nice and open, so he could easily work his tongue up into it. Involuntarily, she began to fuck his tongue as his cock grew harder and thicker.

"Ummm, good boy. As good as this feels, I have work to do," Carnie sighed, and slid off his face, and off of the table.

She moved around until she was kneeling between his legs, where she softly caressed his rock hard cock. It twitched and bobbed as she ran her hand from tip to base and back again, until finally, she wrapped a small hand around the shaft. Danny tried to rise up on his elbows to see what she was doing, but his restraints made it impossible. The bracelets were attached to elastic bands that provided some give, but not nearly enough for him to sit up. He would be forced to just wait for her to do something and let his body respond.

Carnie quickly pumped her hand the length of Danny's shaft, and his cock grew even harder. Then, as delicately as she could, Carnie stretched her mouth over his cock-head and began to suck it, taking care to cover her teeth as they passed over it. She sucked hard on the head, pumping the shaft and occasionally nibbling softly while she sucked. Danny began to shift his hips under her attentions, trying his best to fuck her hands and mouth, but he couldn’t get any leverage with his hands and feet tied over the side.

"Do you like?" she asked sexily. Danny nodded vigorously, rapping his head on the table.

Leering, she went back to work. Engulfing his cock-head again, she pried his slit apart with the tip of her tongue. He jerked convulsively, pulling against his restraints as waves of pleasure rolled over him. She then released his head and licked down the length of his cock, burying her face in his pubic hair, breathing deeply.

"Nothing smells better than a man ready to cum!" she squealed.

She then kissed her way back up to the tip, slurping and sucking on his cock like a starving woman until she tasted the first drops of precum.

"How's that feel?" she asked. All Danny could do was moan. He hadn’t cum yet, but it wouldn't be long.

Next, Carnie nuzzled his ball sack, sucking first one nut, then the other, into her mouth. He had nice sized balls, and normally she would have had a little trouble getting a whole one into her mouth, but his cock had stretched it a little, and soon she had managed to work both into her mouth. She began to hum a tuneless rhythm.

"Oh God Carnie," Danny groaned. He'd broken her rule, but he couldn't help it. The sensation of his balls vibrating in her hot, moist mouth was too much, and cock began to twitch, which Carnie guessed (rightly) meant that he would be cumming any minute.

Suddenly, Carnie opened her mouth a let his ball sack drop out. "Uh uh, Danny boy. Not yet."

End of Part 3.

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