It has been a week since your boss took you in the mall service corridor. You dutifully went to work the next day filled with both fear and hope that it would happen again. If anything, he seems to be paying even less attention to you.

Things are slowing down, and you let your mind wander back to that day and feel a pulse of excitement. You look around and notice that not only has the store emptied of customers, but most of the staff have left as well. Thinking you might be able to take off early, you head to the office and knock on the door.

A muffled “Come in.” responds to your knock, and you enter. You stop short a step inside, shocked at what you’re seeing. Sitting in his chair, he has his erect cock out and is slowly stroking in. Once you take in the scene, your gaze is affixed to the motion of his hand on the shaft, and you realize you never even saw it when he fucked it into you last week.

As you stare, you notice his rhythm and pace change in response to your rapt attention. If anything, you could swear his dick has grown even larger since you walked in. You shamelessly find your hand pressing against your own crotch, eager for something to push and grind against. Once you do so, your cheeks burn red and you look up into his eyes.

And he smiles at you.

For a few seconds, both of you just look into each other’s eyes until he breaks the spell.

“Close the door, and kneel in front of me.”

You do as you are told, your drenched pussy taking charge of your body and preventing any rational thought from taking place. You fall to your knees, your face ending up just inches away from the solid piece of meat that violated you days earlier.

Up close, you drink in every detail. The way he twitches in response to your soft breathing, the skin’s sliding as his stroking continues, and the drops of lubricant leaking out of the head. Thinking of his precum causes you to lick your lips, which he responds to be reaching forward with his other hand and pulling you even closer so that your lips spread out over him.

Everything stops. His hand ceases its movements, and the pressure on the back of your head eases off and you can only imagine what it mush look like. Your much older boss with the tip of his cock in the mouth of his youngest employee. Your lips are stretched around him, and your tongue probes the flesh and you can taste him. You inhale, and are overwhelmed by the musky scent that fills your nostrils. You find yourself suddenly eager for more, and you take even more of him into your mouth, trying to get as much of the smell and flavor as you can.

The heat of it surprises you, and you find that sensation incredible as well. The tactile sensation of being filled excites you, and then you hear his moan as you attack his cock with your lips and tongue, and find that so much more thrilling than anything else happening. Knowing that you’re giving him so much pleasure filles you with pride and lust in equal measure.

He adjusts himself in the chair, pushing one foot between your legs and up into you. The seam of your work uniform’s trousers is pulled tight against you in an unexpected and unbearable shot of pleasure, and your body responds by humping against his leg, grinding the material deeper into yourself.

It doesn’t take long for you to find a rhythm of your own as your suck his dick, and grind your cunt in an increasing frenzy. You chase your orgasm while at the same time hoping his comes as easily as yours seems to be cresting. Just thinking of him ejaculating inside your petite mouth ratchets up your excitement until you find yourself echoing his moans with sounds of your own, muffled by the shaft in your mouth.

His hand begins to softly caress your face, stroking your cheek and chin. You open your eyes, not even realizing you’d closed them, and look up into his face and see an expression of hunger and approval. Seeing his enjoyment is all it takes, and your groans increase in pitch as your body tenses and your orgasm arrives in force.

His follows just as you start to calm down, and the sensation of the warm semen flooding your mouth sets you off again, this time your back arching so much that you mouth pulls off and you feel the remainder of his ejaculate splashing your face, neck, and the front of your uniform.

You hear his voice softly say “Such a good girl.”, and his hand is still on your face, gently scooping up some of the errant semen and pushing it into your agape mouth as you catch your breath. Your tongue meets his dirty fingers, and you do your best to clean everything up, savoring the taste of this man.