A Day at the Office

"You were requested by Mrs. Baxter. Specifically."

Darnell Thomas groaned and shut his eyes. I chuckled as I leaned against the south wall facing the room. I picked at the stem of the Granny Smith apple in my hand before taking a bite. 

Darnell glared daggers at me, but I merely smiled and chewed slowly before swallowing, taking another bite.

The woman at the end of the long glass table looked in my direction before glancing down at the laptop screen in front of her. She closed her eyes and sighed with a defeated expression. 

I looked at my cuticles, my fingers spread out in front of me. I tossed the apple into a nearby wastebasket and sucked my teeth before I retrieved the bottle of nail polish I had stowed away into the right pocket of my dress pants.

It was a little lighter than the burgundy red I wore last week. I twisted the small cap and delicately brushed my nails and spread them in front of me to admire the color. 

Darnell huffed and stood up from his seat. He sucked his teeth before stomping toward the door, swung it open and stormed out, letting it slam behind him. 

I grinned and looked up at the woman at the far end of the room. She shook her head slowly as she stared at me. A small smile playing at the corners of her lips. 

I smirked and walked over. The bottle of nail polish still in my hand as I approached. The name tag on her chest read Camellia Joseph, Supervisor. I set the small bottle on the table in front of her and pulled out a desk chair. I sat comfortably and looked at her. She swallowed and glanced at my cleavage before looking me right in the eyes. At that moment, I knew I had her. It was a perfect opportunity to get higher pay. 

I licked my bottom lip slowly before pulling it under my teeth. She was momentarily distracted with this gesture and cleared her throat to focus again, but the damage was done. That was my cue. I swiftly got up and walked towards the door to lock it before I started to unbutton my black dress shirt. I finished by the time I walked back to her, my shirt wide open to get another reaction out of her. 

I was bra-less and slim thick. My naturally large and perky breasts were the awe of many of the escorts and the talk of many of the male and female supervisors. At 5 foot 7, Sporting 34DD's, a 27 inch waist, thick thighs, and 16 inch black Peruvian hair, I made Camellia stare with her mouth open.

I smiled and straddled her lap, my ripe nipples inches from her lips. I caressed her cheeks softly, encouraging, and rubbed my dusty rose areoles. Her eyes stared at my breasts before finally closing her lips around my puckered left nipple and sucked. 

I placed my arms to my sides and let her fondle my breasts. Her mouth felt wet and warm against my skin. I shivered slightly and gently pulled away. She looked up at me confused as I got down from her lap and began to unbutton my dress pants. 

They slid to the floor as I unzipped them and I hoisted myself onto the table. I spread my knees and beckoned toward the woman. She hesitated but rolled forward in the chair to watch me tease my clitoris through the black lace lingerie I wore. Fascinated, she abruptly got up, closed my legs, and pulled my underwear off.

She pushed me back onto the table and spread my knees apart. A few seconds passed before I felt something wet and slippery against my clitoris. I jolted as I was already sensitive. The only sounds in the room were the faint roaring of the central air conditioner and the wet sounds of Camellia Joseph's plump lips sucking and licking me slowly. I trembled as she ate me in silence, lapping up my juices, feasting on my erect and throbbing clit.

Moans escaped me. My legs shook. My pussy leaked. I smiled as I reached my climax. I didn't scream, we were still at the office. I shut my eyes and opened my mouth as my clitoris pulsed with painful pleasure. I made no sound as my juices continued to stream out of me. Camellia watched me twitch as she moved away with a grin on her lips. She wiped her mouth and chin with her hand and licked her palm. 

"Sweet, " she murmured softly.

She teased my labia with her finger before slowly trailing a path to my vagina. I held my breath and bit my bottom lip, but my anticipation was derailed as we both snapped our heads to the sudden knock on the door. 

She didn't budge, only to taste the finger that was almost inside me. She continued to stare for a few more seconds. Little did she know I was used to interruption. It mainly happened when my client booked a hotel and forgot they had ordered room service. 

I had swiftly moved from the table the moment she looked away and had finished buttoning the last button of my dress shirt when she turned back. Her eyes widened at my readiness and I grinned. 

"Are you going to get that? Any longer and your visitor will get suspicious," I said, smirking. 

She gaped at me and fluidly rose from her seat to answer the door, me directly behind her. She unlocked the door to Darnell. He stood rigid against the frame before he opened his mouth to speak. In that moment, he saw me and stared bewildered from my face to Camellia's. I smiled and shouldered between them before heading down the hall. I grinned from ear to ear at the image of his shocked expression. 

Opportunities come at the strangest of times, don't they? I'm always ready.