Printer whirs outside. Coffee stench mixes with my perfume. Open-space glances burn. Boss eyes me over files. Heart pounds. Door clicks. Locked. His office. Leather creaks. Mouse clicks sharp.
“Rumor’s true. 10k for virgins who earn it.” His smirk. I nod. Strip slow. Skirt drops. Panties off. HR hag probed earlier. Cold metal in pussy. Shaved bare. Virgin stamp.
Tension Builds in the Open Space
Naked. Kneel. Bet: suck him dry or lose token. Cock half-hard. Slobber. Deep. Gulp. He yawns. Fails. Token gone. Rage boils.
He flips script. Tongue on toes. Up legs. Nips clit. Explode. Scream. Soak desk. Owe him. Humiliated. Wet.
Evening. Tired growl. “Ass now.” Oil slicks fingers. Stretch hole. Thrust brutal. Grunts echo. Cum floods. Drip down thighs. Ache sweet.
Bathroom basin steams. Join him. Ride reverse. Control grind. Nipples pinched. My pussy clenches secret. He spurts. Token earned.
Desk Explosion and the Cool-Down Mask
Days blur. Deepthroat lessons. Coins in cunt. Hands free. Gulp loads. Self-touch show. Fingers fly. Cum hard. He jerks watching.
Pari final. Huge black janitor. Monster cock. Hands stroke. Lick. Blast paints me. Can’t swallow. Lose all seven tokens. Fume. Clean coins mouth. Bitter.
Last day. Dress simple. Follow. Meetings drag. Under table. Suck futile. Conference room. Table clear. Bend ass-up. Oil finger-prep. Pound raw. Crowd watches. He unloads.
Rooftop sun. Finger his ass mid-blow. Surprise squirt. Then pussy dive. Legs wrap. Virgin barrier rips. Pound. Dual cum. Grass wet.
Night. Basin soak. Four tokens clink. Exhausted win. Dress. Robe? No, blouse straight. Hair fix. Lipstick smear gone. Back to open-space. Smiles nod. Printer hums. Coffee brews. Mask on. Pro again. Bonus pouch heavy. Three months later, belly swells. Boss’s secret heir.