The next morning is fairly mundane. I actually get some work done. Tommy is nowhere to be found. Shocker. We played Halo until two in the morning. He probably called in.
Hannah walks up and I can tell she needed more than her fingers last night. She's in a tight little skirt today with a button-up blouse. Her tits are nearly on full display and it's not making things any easier on my crotch situation.
I'm flattered you dressed up for me, Hannah. I truly am. But rules are rules. You have to wait until Friday like all the other interns.
"Hey there." Confidence radiates from her.
"Hey, you. Make it home okay?" I pretend to forget her name, a timeless classic, then look at my screen to check emails, though I can still see her in my peripheral vision.
"Yes." She frowns slightly.
"They give you an actual assignment today? Or just having you fetch more files?"
"Still fetching files." She leans over my desk, her tits right in the corner of my eye, and whispers. "You weren't lying. I caught Bob and a few others checking my ass out earlier."
Jesus, I can barely concentrate. She's bent over my desk and I should be behind her right now, pulling her hair and smacking her ass, my name on her lips. Not stuck in this chair with a lap full of hard dick.
"Well, it's not a bad view." I lean back and my eyes dart to her ass in that skirt. I want to bury my face into that fucking thing.
She slaps me on my shoulder playfully. "Joel!"
I like the way she calls my name. I could get used to it. I think I will get used to it.
"You're bad!" she says.
"Sorry, couldn't help myself." I grin.
"Mmhmm." She rolls her eyes, but arches her back just enough to show me more of her breasts. "You want to grab a drink again?"
"Can't tonight, sorry." I am an oak.
Disappointment runs across her face as she drops her head down slightly.
"Have to go see my mom. Can I get a rain check?"
"Of course. We can do it another night." She stands up and adjusts her skirt into place.
"Sounds good." I ogle her ass as she rocks it back and forth for me.
Sorry Hannah, it's going to be those fingers again tonight. It's coming soon though. I promise.
I was out of the office on Wednesday. Had to go to a client's place. They're trying to fuck up my game. It's okay though, I'll recover. It was probably a good thing to spend a day away from Hannah. The flirting is getting intense and I don't want my dick to start thinking for me. It does that from time to time.
Of course Hannah happens to walk by within 30 minutes of me sitting down at my desk on Thursday. She's in a skirt again with a tight, low-cut blue top and black heels.
"Missed you yesterday." She winks.
"Yeah, I had a last-minute client meeting."
"Thanks for leaving me all alone." Her flirting is going to earn her a smack on the ass if she isn't careful. Or maybe that's what she's hoping for.
"I'm sure you got plenty of attention to hold you over. You have quite the fan club." I nod to three guys checking her out while she talks to me.
"Yeah, well, not from anyone I wanted attention from." She leans over my desk again.
Motherfucker. This girl, I swear. I think I'm going to have some fun with her today. My dick isn't taking no for an answer.
"Is that so?"
I can tell the flirting is getting to her. She's biting her nails. I'm anxious to see just how brave she's going to get. She leans over by my ear, giving the boys behind me a show.
Her breath is warm in my ear, and she whispers, "You jealous of their view?"
Well, my cock just shot to the ceiling in a fraction of a second.
I start to lean back and have a look and she stops me with a hand on my shoulder.
I look at her hand and then back to her eyes, and whisper under my breath. "Maybe."
"You going to do something about it?" Her nails dig into my shoulder.
Those fucking eyes of hers coupled with her incessant flirting, are too much. It's time to take action.
"Follow me." My words are a growl under my breath.
Her eyebrows rise. I walk through the bullpen of cubicles and she's on my heels. Glancing around to make sure nobody is watching, I grab her by the arm and shove her into a maintenance closet near the stairwell.
As soon as I walk in she attacks me, and our lips lock onto each other, tongues circling furiously. My hand goes straight to that ass. She's actually a decent kisser, but she needs to know who's in control.
I flip her around and press her up against the wall. Hard. I swipe her hair to the side and start breathing on her neck, growling into her ear.
"Is this what you wanted?" I reach down and yank her skirt up over her ass. Jesus Christ, no fucking panties. I am going to have some fun with this one. I reach around her hip and start circling her clit with two fingers, then spread her quivering folds, sliding my fingers back and forth between them. Goddamn she is fucking wet.
She gasps.
"You like the way I touch your pussy, Hannah?"
She nods, moaning slightly.
"You know anyone could walk in here, at any time. You'd lose your internship. You'd fail your class." I speed my fingers up, focusing on her clit, as I press my chest into her back.
She gasps for air and splays her fingers against the wall. "I don't fucking care."
"I bet the college boys don't touch you like this, do they?" I reach around with my left hand, grab one of her breasts, and start teasing at her nipple through her shirt and bra. "Fuck no they don't. Bet they don't make you fucking come either, do they?" I fist her hair and pull her ear next to my mouth. "And a little slut like you needs to come, don't you?"
She nods and I slide two fingers inside of her. My cock juts up against her ass when her heat squeezes tight on my fingers. Her thighs quake around my hand.
I squeeze her hair tighter at the thought of making myself wait until tomorrow to fuck. "Yeah you fucking need to come. The college boys don't treat this pussy right. They don't know what it needs, do they?"
My slippery fingers explore every inch of her aching cunt, and each time I hit the right spot I feel a jolt of ecstasy rip through her body. She doesn't answer my question. I slip my fingers out of her and smack her ass.
"No." Her voice cracks.
"And you want me to make you come? Don't you?" I smack her ass again, harder this time.
She moans at the impact, and then nods.
"That's a good girl." Sucking down the side of her neck, I stop at her shoulder and bite down on it.
"Fucking hell." Her words are a whisper through heavy breaths.
I release her hair and drop to my knees, then grip the backs of her thighs. "Spread your fucking legs."
She does as I say and I knead her ass roughly with my fingers before spreading it apart. She tries to push it back into me, but I want to make her wait a little longer while I stare at how gorgeous it is. It's a fucking work of art.
"Did you like teasing me with this fucking ass of yours all week?" My thumbs inch closer to her pussy, massaging her inner thighs.
"Mmhmm." Her legs start to shudder as one of my thumbs grazes her shaved cunt.
"Yeah. Now it's my fucking turn." I lean in and tease the tip of my tongue the length of her slit.
She gasps and tries to shove her ass back into me for more. I let go of her and then slap both hands on her, and hold her right where she is, this time spreading her even wider.
"Keep your fucking ass still. I'll eat your pussy when I see fit. Got it?" I dig my fingers in hard enough to leave marks.
"Yes." She's panting, and I grin.
Sometimes you have to break them a little before you give them what they want.
"Yes what?" I bite down on her ass.
"Yes, Sir." Her words are a whimper and her panting intensifies.
"Better." I slide my tongue up the insides of her thighs, brushing it against her slick folds, feeling her legs and a
ss start to quake around my face.
"You ready to come for me?"
"God yes."
I reach around to the front of her thighs and yank her back toward my face, so that she's bent over at an angle now.
"Fuck." She coos.
"Spread that pussy for me."
She reaches down and parts her dark pink folds with two fingers, exposing her clit. I flick my tongue on it gently and she squeals like it's the first time anyone's ever tasted her properly. I grip her ass once more, spreading and admiring the view simultaneously. Both of her shaved, bare holes on full display.
It's time.
I lean in and snake across her clit with the tip of my tongue, my nose buried in the depths of her ass. Her head flies back and her ass bucks up against my face as I increase the tempo. She's panting for air, on the verge of screaming as she bites into her forearm pressed on the wall.
I lean back and growl. "Rub that fucking clit."
She starts circling it with two fingers as I watch and listen to her perform.
She's getting close, I can sense it. Her legs and ass are tightening up.
It's time to make her wildest fantasies come true.
I work two fingers inside of her while she circles her clit, then angle the tips of my fingers up to her g-spot and full-on finger fuck her as fast and hard as possible.
Muffled sounds come from her mouth on her forearm.
Good.
She's shaking all over and starts bucking her ass wildly onto my hand. She's about to release all of that sexual energy built up inside of her when I plunge my tongue into her ass and speed up my hand.
Every muscle of hers stiffens and she starts shuddering on my fingers.
I stand up behind her and grab a fistful of hair, then lean over, breathing into her ear as I finger fuck the shit out of her tight cunt.
"Shit!" She squeals when I pull her head back to me. I want to hear her words, her labored breaths, while I master her pussy with my fingers.
Her voice pauses as the orgasm rips through her. Her breaths cease, her hips and ass shaking uncontrollably before finally relaxing.
I hold her up, my mouth next to her ear, fingers still knuckle-deep in her. "You're welcome."
I slip my fingers out of her and pull her skirt back down over her ass. She turns to look at me, her entire body shaking. I lean in as if to kiss her, and then grab hold of the back of her hair once more. Her eyes widen at my grin. I raise my fingers up to her mouth and she takes them both, licking and sucking her sweet nectar off of each one, her eyes locked on me the whole time.
I squeeze my grip on her hair as she reluctantly lets my fingers slip out of her soft, wet lips. I kiss her on the forehead and let go of her.
"Well, if you'll excuse me. I need to be getting back to work now, Hannah."
I own your ass.
She stands there with a look of disbelief, her beautiful tits rising and falling in rhythm with each deep breath as I walk out of the closet.
No cock for you today. That comes later.
It's Friday morning and I'm feeling rather pleased about giving Hannah a little sample of what's to come. She walks over to her desk and finds a card I left for her. She opens it up and there is a hotel key and note inside.
"6:00 p.m., Hilton, room 408. Don't be late if you want to play."
I watch her smile as she reads it, biting at her lower lip. That pussy is on fire right now, I can tell. It's all she'll think about today, imagining her little hole being drilled with my cock. Goddamn, I can't wait to fuck this girl.
Tommy walks up, seemingly out of nowhere. "Did you enjoy your little romp in the closet? You have no self-control. I swear."
"How the hell did you—"
"I know everything, Sir." He smiles.
"Just gave her a little taste. Or was it me that had a little taste?" I chuckle.
"I want some motherfucking details, bitch."
"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell."
"You're so full of shit." He shakes his head playfully.
"Just wait. She'll get it good tonight. I'll give you the details later so you can have yourself some jerk-off material. Maybe I'll show you the video, if you're a good little boy."
"Oh, you prick. I hate you so much right now." He grins.
I start to walk off.
"See if she has a friend," says Tommy.
"If she does I'm banging that too. Sorry buddy, survival of the fittest."
I see a middle finger fly in the air as I turn the corner.
I have to decide how I want to play this tonight. What type of girl is Hannah? It should be easy. I'm sure the boys at the college have been less than stellar.
All day long she's been eye fucking me. Perhaps I ate that pussy too good. I hope I didn't make her fall in love. It happens sometimes, and it never ends well.
I'm sitting at my desk and the clock reads 4:30. My stomach is always in knots, regardless of how many times I've done this. Goddamn, I love the anticipation. I can't stop thinking about those perfect fucking tits. I haven't had the chance to get a good look at them yet. In two hours they're going to be bouncing in my face in time with Hannah's moans. The thought of it sends blood straight to my cock. I'm anxious to see how well she can suck my dick. If previous actions are any indicator, it's going to be a good night.
The time has come and I pull into the hotel parking garage. My week-long investment is about to pay off. I have a bag with me. I plan on making a little gift for Hannah's enjoyment, and my own of course.
I walk down the hallway, and I can feel my heartbeat in my dick. It intensifies with every step toward the door.
I insert my key and open it. There are lit candles all around the room with the lights dimmed. Rose petals are spread out on the floor. There sits Hannah, cock hungry and ready with a huge smile on her face.
I walk to the bed slowly and she starts to get up.
"Stay there." I hold up my hand to halt her.
I stroll to the corner, open the bag, and pull out my video camera.
"What's that for?" She tries to sound reluctant, but I know it makes her hot and eager. She can't wait to fuck me on camera. I don't respond.
I walk over and hand her a box with a ribbon on it.
"Oh, but I didn't get you anything." She frowns.
"Don't worry." I grin. "It's not for you."
She opens up the box and it's a set of lacy black lingerie.
"How do you know it'll fit?"
"Oh, I sized you up the first time I saw you."
Her eyes widen.
"Go change in the bathroom. I'll wait here."
She walks off with her gift, working that ass and looking back at me smiling. I can feel the tension building in my balls already. This girl is fucking dirty.
I undress down to my boxers and set up on the bed with the camera in my hand. A few minutes pass and she emerges from the bathroom, wrapped in a bath robe. She knows exactly what she's doing.
She eyes me on the bed and flashes a seductive grin. Apparently my ab workouts have been paying off because I can damn near feel the heat from her pussy melting in those fresh black panties under the bath robe.
She slowly starts to untie the cotton belt in the front as she approaches. When she gets to the bed she opens it up to reveal her gorgeous, begging-to-be-fucked body. My cock is rock hard, pointing up at the ceiling, and she licks her lips like she wants a taste. Jesus Christ, her tits corralled tight by the black lace bra look phenomenal as she drops the robe to the floor and starts towards me.
I have the camera trained on her eyes, capturing every one of her reactions. Her mouth is practically watering as she eyes the stiff cock standing at attention in front of her. I set up the camera on the table, making sure I have the perfect shot before returning back to my original position.
She's crawling on her hands and knees toward my dick, but bypasses it to come in for a kiss. As our warm, wet lips press against each other, my hands feel for her tanned ass and she start
s grinding her pussy up and down my swollen prick, her soft breasts rubbing across my chest. I can feel the heat from her cunt through the thin layers of fabric separating us. I'm so hard the tip of my cock is slipping inside of her through both sets of underwear.
She releases my bottom lip with her teeth, leans into my ear, and whispers, "Can you feel how wet I am for you? You asshole, making me wait all week for this—" Her nails dig into my scalp as she grips the back of my hair.
Goddamn.
She reaches down and starts rubbing the length of me. I can see the spark in her eyes as she wraps me in the palm of her hand. She starts sizing it up for that mouth of hers, probably wondering if she can fit it all in. She eases back down the bed toward my dick, and wraps her lips around the shaft over my briefs. I'm already about to burst.
"Are you going to play with it all day, or are you going to suck it? It's what you want isn't it?"
She doesn't respond, just keeps feeling every inch, gripping it in her palm and staring at it. She scoots forward on me and arches her back, slowly running her breasts along the sides of my face. She backs her ass over my dick, grinding on me a bit before licking down my chiseled six-pack, dragging her nails down my chest.
She pulls my shorts down and my cock springs free.
"Holy shit."
It bounces back and forth in front of her face. I grin.
She grabs around the base of my shaft and slowly licks up the length of me, locking her eyes onto mine.
"The things I'm going to do to this—" She slaps it against her cheek.
Her warm tongue sends a shiver up my spine as she starts to lick around my swollen head. I want to fuck her mouth so goddamn bad. She's working hard to make sure I enjoy myself, like she has something to prove. I can't stop staring into those eyes of hers.
"Swallow it."
"You sure?"
Her teasing is going to get her in trouble.
"Now." I reach down and gather her hair into a ponytail, gripping it with one hand, making sure I get the perfect shot on the camera without her hair in the way.
She keeps teasing me with her tongue. "You want your cock in my mouth?" She licks around the head.
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