After-Hours Pleaser

The moment Lena locked the office door behind the last straggling employee, the air thickened with heat. Her pulse hammered as she watched Jake, the tall bartender from the company happy hour downstairs, roll up his sleeves and step closer. The empty executive suite smelled of stale coffee and expensive leather, but all she could focus on was the way his dark eyes dragged down her tight pencil skirt like he already owned her.

“Everyone’s gone, Lena,” he murmured, voice low and rough. “You said you wanted to show me the view from up here. That all you want?”

She bit her lip, heat flooding between her thighs. The party had been loud, but their stolen glances across the bar had been louder. “No,” she whispered, stepping into his space until her breasts brushed his chest. “I want you to fuck me right here. On my boss’s desk. I’ve been dripping for you since you poured my first drink.”

Jake’s grin turned feral. He grabbed her waist, spun her around, and bent her forward over the wide mahogany surface. Papers scattered. Her skirt rode up as he yanked it to her hips, revealing black lace panties already soaked.

“Fuck, look at this pretty pussy,” he growled, dropping to his knees. He hooked the lace aside and buried his tongue between her folds without warning. Lena moaned loud, gripping the desk edge as his hot, wet mouth sucked her clit hard.

“Oh shit… Jake… right there,” she gasped, pushing back against his face. His tongue flicked fast, then slow, then plunged inside her tight hole while two thick fingers replaced it on her swollen clit. The wet, obscene sounds of him devouring her filled the quiet office. Her legs shook.

He stood suddenly, belt clinking. “You’re such a fucking pleaser, aren’t you? Coming up here, offering this greedy cunt after closing. You get off on making men lose control?”

“Yes,” she panted, looking back at him over her shoulder. “I want to please you. Use me. Please, Jake, I need your cock.”

He freed his thick dick, veins pulsing, head already leaking. Without another word he rubbed it up and down her slick slit, teasing her entrance until she whimpered. Then he thrust in deep in one hard stroke, stretching her walls around his girth.

“Fuuuck,” Lena cried out, eyes rolling back. The desk creaked under them as he started pounding her from behind, hips slapping loudly against her juicy ass. Each thrust drove him balls-deep, his heavy sack smacking her clit. She was so wet the sound was filthy, squelching with every stroke.

“Goddamn, you’re tight. Squeeze me just like that,” he grunted, one hand fisting her long hair, the other spanking her firm ass hard enough to leave a pink handprint. “That’s it, pleaser. Take every inch. You love getting railed in your fancy office, don’t you?”

“I do… I fucking love it,” she moaned, voice breaking. Her tits bounced inside her blouse until he reached around, ripped the buttons open, and squeezed them roughly, pinching her nipples. The mix of pleasure and sting sent her spiraling.

He pulled out suddenly, making her whine at the emptiness. “Turn around. On your knees. I want to see that pretty mouth please me too.”

Lena dropped instantly, eager, her knees hitting the carpet. She looked up at him with wide, lust-drunk eyes and opened wide. Jake gripped his slick cock and fed it between her lips. She took him deep, throat relaxing as she swallowed around his thickness, saliva dripping down her chin.

“Shit, yes. Good girl. Suck it like you mean it,” he groaned, hips rocking gently at first, then faster, fucking her mouth with wet, rhythmic thrusts. Her hands cupped his balls, massaging them while she hummed around his shaft. The taste of her own pussy on him made her clit throb harder.

He pulled her up after a minute, breathing ragged. “Not done with that pussy yet.” He lifted her onto the desk, spread her legs wide, and drove back inside her in one smooth stroke. This time they faced each other. Lena wrapped her legs around his waist, heels digging into his back as he fucked her deep and steady.

Their mouths crashed together, tongues tangling, moans swallowed. Sweat slicked their skin. The desk rattled beneath her ass with every powerful thrust. Jake’s thumb found her clit again, rubbing tight circles while his cock pounded that perfect spot inside her.

“I’m gonna cum,” she gasped against his lips. “Don’t stop… please… fill me up.”

“Cum on my cock, Lena. Let me feel you.” His pace turned brutal, hips snapping. Her walls clenched hard around him as the orgasm ripped through her, pussy gushing, thighs trembling violently. She cried out his name, nails raking down his back.

Jake followed seconds later, burying himself to the hilt. “Fuck… here it comes.” Hot spurts of cum flooded her spasming pussy, pulsing deep until it leaked out around his shaft and dripped onto the polished wood.

They stayed locked together, panting, foreheads pressed. He kissed her softly this time, thumb stroking her cheek.

“Best after-hours service I’ve ever had,” he whispered with a lazy grin.

Lena laughed breathlessly, clenching around him once more just to hear him groan. “Anytime you want to stay late… I’m happy to please.”