Bossed at the Office Party

The Christmas party was supposed to be boring networking bullshit, but the second I saw her, my cock twitched like it had a mind of its own. Lena stood by the bar in a tight black dress that hugged every curve, her sharp green eyes scanning the room like she owned it. I was the photographer hired for the night, camera around my neck, but all I could think about was dropping to my knees for her. She caught me staring and smirked, sipping her champagne.

"Like what you see, Mark?" she asked, voice low and teasing as she stepped closer, her heels clicking on the marble floor. The office was half-empty now, lights dimmed, music pulsing softly from the corner.

"Yeah... you're stunning," I muttered, throat dry. My palms were sweaty on the camera strap.

She laughed softly, leaning in so her perfume—something spicy and expensive—hit me. "Good boy. I've seen your portfolio. You take pretty pictures... but I bet you'd look even better on your knees."

My face burned, but my dick hardened instantly in my slacks. Before I could reply, she grabbed my tie and pulled me toward the empty conference room down the hall. The door clicked shut behind us, the party sounds muffled.

"Strip," Lena ordered, her tone leaving no room for argument. She perched on the edge of the long oak table, crossing her legs. "Now. I want to see that cock you've been hiding."

"Fuck... yes, ma'am," I breathed, hands shaking as I peeled off my shirt, then dropped my pants. My cock sprang free, thick and already leaking precum at the tip. She eyed it hungrily, licking her lips.

"Good. Stroke it for me. Slow. Show me how bad you want this."

I wrapped my hand around my shaft, pumping slowly, the wet sound filling the room. She watched, uncrossing her legs to hike her dress up. No panties—just a shaved, glistening pussy. My mouth watered.

"Get over here and eat me," she commanded, spreading her thighs wide. I dropped to my knees on the carpet, burying my face between her legs. Her scent was intoxicating, musky and sweet. I licked her slit from bottom to top, tongue flicking her swollen clit.

"Oh shit, yes... just like that," Lena moaned, grabbing my hair and grinding against my mouth. "Deeper, you filthy photographer. Suck my clit like it's your job."

I did, swirling my tongue, sucking hard while two fingers slid into her tight, dripping pussy. She was soaking, juices coating my chin. Her hips bucked, heels digging into my back.

"Fuck, you're good at this... don't you dare stop." Her voice cracked into a gasp as I curled my fingers, hitting that spot inside her. She came hard, thighs clamping around my head, pussy pulsing and squirting a little against my tongue. "Yes! Swallow it all, slut."

Panting, she pushed me back onto the floor, standing over me. "My turn to ride that cock. Lie down."

I stretched out, heart pounding. Lena straddled me, gripping my throbbing dick and sinking down in one smooth motion. Her pussy was velvet heat, gripping me like a vice.

"Goddamn, you're tight," I groaned.

"Shut up and take it," she snapped, starting to bounce. Her tits spilled out of her dress as she rode me hard, ass slapping against my thighs. The wet smack of her pussy devouring my cock echoed. She reached down, pinching my nipples, making me arch.

"You don't cum until I say so, understand? This dick is mine tonight." She leaned forward, biting my lip as she ground her clit against my pelvis. Her pace quickened, pussy clenching rhythmically.

I was losing it, balls tightening. "Please, Lena... I need to cum inside you."

"Beg better." She slowed, teasing, rolling her hips in torturous circles. Sweat beaded on her cleavage. The party laughter drifted faintly from outside, making it filthier.

"Please, ma'am... let me fill your pussy. I'll do anything."

She smiled wickedly, slamming down faster. "Cum then. Flood me."

I exploded, groaning loud as thick ropes of cum pumped deep into her spasming cunt. She came again right after, milking every drop, her nails raking my chest.

Collapsing on me, she kissed me roughly. "Good boy. Clean me up with your tongue before we go back out there. And don't wipe that cum off your face."

I nodded, already hard again, knowing this party was far from over.