A Simple Business Arrangement

"And what is it that you want?" he asked as he removed his glasses and tossed them on the folder in front of him. He was glad for the distraction. Today had been a shit show with him trying to smooth things over with the new client.

He spun his office chair to face her to give her his full attention. He brought his hand up to his chin, resting his jaw between his thumb and index finger while he waited on her response.

She licked her lips and leaned down, placing her palms onto the armrests of his office chair, bracing her upper body.

"I want a spa day," she whispered, moving her face close to his.

"Uh huh," he responded nonchalantly, rubbing the pad of his index finger over his bottom lip.

His gaze wandered down to the neckline of her black dress. It had gaped open when she leaned on the chair. He studied her red lacy bra that was slightly visible. Her massive breasts were squeezed together and propped up on display, spilling from the confines of the scrap of fabric.

"And what would that include exactly?" he asked, removing his index finger from his lip run it along her neckline, pulling the material of her dress away from her body to see more of her.

She nuzzled his nose with hers. "Getting my hair done," she started, her lips softly pressing against his. "A mani pedi," she continued as she kissed the side of his mouth. She worked her way down his chin with soft kisses.

"A massage." She kissed her way to his ear. "Maybe a hot stone one." He felt the heat from her breath. She sucked his earlobe into her mouth, running it between her teeth before letting it pop out. He couldn't hold back the groan that escaped from his lips.

She kissed her way back down his jaw, opening her mouth to add her tongue which she flicked against his skin.

"Okay," he agreed.

She raised one hand, loosening his tie and pulling the collar of his dress shirt apart to nip and suck his neck.

He brought his second hand up to the neckline of her dress and used both to cup the globes that were begging for his touch, squeezing them softly.

"And how much do you need for this pamper day?" he asked her as he massaged her breasts over her dress.

She moaned softly, arching her back to press herself against his palms.

"Mmm, $500," she stated, bringing her other hand up to completely loosen his tie. She let the ends fall against his dress shirt before placing her palms over his eager hands, encouraging them to squeeze and massage her more. He ran his thumbs across her nipples, urging them to stand up. Not that they needed much encouragement.

"Mmm," she moaned softly, tilting her head back slightly to savor being felt up.

"Sounds good."

"Yay." She grinned before lowering to her knees in front of him.

He leaned back in his chair, sliding his ass down further, and spreading his legs for her to settle between them. She wasted no time in unbuckling his belt, sliding it slowly from the belt loops of his slacks. It made a slight whizzing sound as she pulled it from his belt loops and tossed it behind her. He made note of where it landed in case he wanted to use it on her later.

She met his gaze and massaged his groin through his slacks. He was already hot and hard for her.

She unhooked his slacks and started working the zipper down slowly. His cock had already filled the area which he knew was making the task a bit more challenging for her. He felt instant relief as his shaft was freed from the confines. He felt cool air embracing him as it sprang up to her face, swelling further with blood.

He heard her coo as she fisted him at his base and watched her flick the tip of her tongue over the head, already starting to drip with precum. She sucked him into her mouth softly, using her tongue to work the underside of his shaft. He breathed in deeply, running the fingers of one of his hands through the top of her curly head. Without warning, she sucked him deep into her hot mouth, and he hissed out air, surprised at the sudden movement. He rested his head against his office chair and tugged on her hair softly.

Fuck. She was so good at this. She bobbed down his cock then back up, sucking him hard.

He was not complaining at all about their business arrangement. Over the past eight months, she had been more than willing to provide him with sexual gratification, and in turn, he had showered her with gifts and cash. She had started taking advantage of the compensation he was willing to give her, eager to seek and provide pleasure.

She came into work early to give him release before everyone else in the office showed up, stayed late, like tonight to suck him dry. Blowjobs from her were so fucking good.

He now claimed her as his, all of her. Her pussy was his pussy. Her tits were his tits. Her bright pink asshole was his asshole. Her mouth, oh, this fucking hot, wet mouth was his mouth. Only his. He normally tired of his arrangements after a few weeks. Went looking for another willing participant, but he only wanted her now. She was the only one who could satisfy him. The only one who could ease his ache.

She worked her soft hand into his slacks further, cupping and rubbing his heavy balls. He raised his hips slightly, pushing his cock further into her mouth. He didn't have control of his body at this point. He was at her mercy. The funny thing is, she thought he held the power. In actuality she was the one in control.

She let her top teeth glide against him as she pulled her head back, adding a bit more sensation to his already sensitive cock head. She ran her tongue over it, letting the tip of it tease into his slit.

"Oh, baby," he gasped. She curled her fingers around his shaft to jerk him up and down.

"Does that feel good?" she asked him, running her thumb over the tip of his cock.

"Oh yeah," he moaned, raising his hips and urging her head back toward him to continue.

She took him back into her mouth, sucking him to the back of her throat. He grunted, felt his balls tighten up.

"I'm coming, baby," he warned her.

She nodded in approval, swallowing him deeper as his cock unloaded.

"Oh, fuck!" He pulled at her hair, gasping.

She let him ride out the waves of his orgasm sucking all of his jizz from him. He bucked against her face, forcing his cock down her throat, and she let him. She let him use her mouth for his release.

When he felt the last wave roll over him, he relaxed against the chair and loosened his grip in her hair. She let him slide out from between her lips and maneuvered to the couch behind his desk, grinned proudly.

She kicked off her black sling back heels arching her feet on the carpet. She tugged the skirt of her dress up slightly, parting her legs so that he could see the wet patch on her red panties. He sat up in his chair a bit straighter.

"You said $500?" he asked her.

She ran her palms down her thighs and back up, urging her dress up more.

"Mmm hmm," she confirmed.

He raised his hips, pulling out his wallet. He opened it, grabbing a handful of cash. He counted out ten 100 dollar bills onto the desk, one by one, then stuffed the rest of the cash back in his wallet and tossed it beside them on the desk. He covered the stack of cash with his palm and met her hot gaze, ready to challenge her.

"Play with yourself for me, and I'll give you a thousand."

She grinned. "Yes, daddy."

He inhaled deeply. He liked when she called him daddy. He honestly shouldn't. That should creep him the hell out, especially since he had two daughters, one about her age, and one older. Come to think of it, one could argue that he was old enough to be her granddaddy. While that thought punched him in the gut a bit, it quickly faded from his mind when she sucked on the index finger of her right hand and pulled the crotch of her panties aside with her left.

He saw the puffy lips of her sex, then as she spread her legs further apart, saw the string of come emerging from her vagina. He growled in approval. She was juicy and ready for him.

She started rubbing her clit with her index finger then added her middle finger, squeezing her clit between them. Her mouth fell open, soft moans escaping from her. He smelt her sex, a heady musky scent that was somehow still sweet. He watched her index finger circle her clit, pressing up slightly to spread her swollen clit hood. She removed her fingers for a brief moment to wet them in her mouth and suck on them.

"How do you taste, baby?" She removed her fingers, placing them back on her swollen pussy.

"Mmm. Sweet." She slid her fingers down and into her sex, pressing them up deep inside her. He heard her breath catch.

"Is your come hot, baby?"

She pulled her fingers out, sliding them over her clit, circling it again.

"Uh huh." She drug her teeth over her bottom lip. For some reason that turned him on. He loved watching her nibble on her lips, lick them, press them together. They were plump and wet, begging for him to kiss them.

He felt his cock stirring again. He slid his palm down his shaft and back up, watching her flick her fingers against herself, dipping them into her body to pull out fresh come to rub on her clit. It was shiny, and he couldn't wait to feel it.

She was squirming on the couch. Her left palm came up to squeeze her left breast, her thumb and index finger finding her hard nipple. She slid her fingers into herself again, leaving them there as she gyrated her hips. They softly bucked against her palm. She groaned again, lost in her pleasure, searching for her release. He fisted his dick, sliding his hand down and up a bit faster, bringing it fully back to life.

When he was hard, he stood and joined her on the couch. She opened her eyes and looked up at him in surprise. He roughly hooked his thumbs into the sides of her panties, forcing her hand away from herself as he jerked them over her thighs and down her luscious legs. He tossed them aside before pushing her knees apart and settling his bobbing cock in between her spread thighs.

"I wasn't done yet," she moaned.

He used his cock head to massage her swollen clit. She gasped, her hips rising up to put more pressure on her bud.

"Are you complaining?" he asked as he fisted his cock and started slowly feeding himself into her dripping cunt.

She gasped again, moaning softly. "Oh. Unh uh."

He drug out his initial entry, feeling her wet pussy enveloping him like a glove. She raised her hips urging him deeper inside her body.

"Jesus Christ. You are so wet." He caught the hem of her dress and urged it over her hips, sliding it up her torso. She lifted her arms, allowing him to pull it from her body. He tossed it aside, watching her curly hair fall back around her shoulders. She was left naked before him with the exception of her lacy red bra. He pulled back slightly then thrust back into her. Her breasts jiggled with the action.

"Pull your tits out, baby."

She did as he asked, pulling the cups of her bra down to let them spill out.

"Play with your nipples," he commanded her, finding a rhythm with his thrusts.

She palmed her breasts letting her thumbs run over them, pinching them between her thumbs and index fingers.

"Good girl," he praised her, sliding his palms to her hips to pull her closer. His body was screaming for release, but he was trying like hell not to come again until she had.

"Are you close, baby girl?" he asked her.

"Uh huh." She squeezed her heavy breasts.

"You going to come for me?" he asked, ramming into her.

She cried out, her hands abandoning her breasts to thread into the ends of his tie. She looped it around her fists and urged him down with it.

He took her lips with his, kissing her deeply, pouring out his want and need into the kiss. Their tongues slid together, gliding in an erotic dance. She raised up into him, her bare feet massaging into his calf muscles through his slacks. The material must have given her a bit of leverage because she ground her hips up harder into his. She took every inch of him, pulling him in deeper.

He felt her body tense up and heard her cry into his mouth as her orgasm hit her. He pulled his mouth away to hear her cries. It was after hours. They were the only ones in the office, and he wanted to hear every sound she made.

"Tim! Ah!" He loved hearing his name on her lips. He increased his tempo to draw out her orgasm. "Yes!" She clutched at him, her pussy pulling him deeper. Her velvet channel pulsed around his cock, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He left go, let himself spill into her.

"Fuck!" He gritted his teeth as his second orgasm of the night ripped through him. He heard his heart beat in his ears, felt her pussy gripping him. Felt her clinging to him. Her breathed was ragged. This was so fucking good!

He rode out his climax, pounding into her willing body with sharp thrusts. When he was satisfied that his balls were empty, he scooped her against him and maneuvered to a sitting position on the couch. They were both gasping for breath. She was straddling him, her cunt still holding him deep inside.

He unsnapped her bra, urging it from her shoulders and sliding it down her arms before tossing it aside. She brought his face to her naked breasts, cradling his head and running her fingers through his thick hair.

They stayed like that, basking in the afterglow, creating a bubble of ecstasy where they were the only two that existed in the world. Their breathing slowly returned to normal. Their thundering hearts slowed to their standard beat.

"Was that good for you, daddy?" He heard her ask. He raised his face from her breasts to look up at her.

"Like you have to ask me that," he teased her, slapping his palm against her bare ass. She grinned, jerking slightly from the impact. His cock slipped from her, and the mix of their fluids soaked his trousers. Good thing he wasn't a fan of this particular pair.

"You definitely earned that grand, baby."