Broken

“I’m sure I can clarify things for you.” They continued to talk, but my main focus was on the delicious treat dripping like an ice cream cone.

“You look a little flushed. It can’t be easy being the new kid on the block. You have to learn to take it one day at a time. I hope you’re not coming down with the flu that’s going around.” I had my hands around his legs making it impossible for him to pull away.

“I have been feeling a little under the weather. It’s nothing that can’t be cured by getting rid of some of this frustration.” The pent-up aggression of his masculine persuasion was going to be taken care of.

“I know I haven’t been very welcoming. Mr. Jacobs wasn’t an easy man to work for. I learned over time how to be his right-hand woman. I wasn’t looking forward to trying to read your mind.” If she could do that, then he wasn’t going to be the only one a little flush.

She was only a few inches away from seeing something that probably would scar her for life.

“I’m sure that we will find a rhythm. The work you have done on this is exemplary. A boss needs to be ready to perform his duties. I expect those under me to put in the work. I will know if someone is only phoning it in.” I felt his comments were directed at me and I furnished a devilish way to drive him crazy.

One touch of my tongue to the long and unyielding object of my affection had him slamming his hands down on the table.

“You are very passionate about what you do. I admire how you climbed the ranks without having anything handed to you. I understand this transition can be hard on everybody. We both need to make a concentrated effort to dissuade their fears of losing their jobs.” The only job I was interested in was the one that I was giving him underneath the desk.

“I want to arrange a meeting in the boardroom later today. Charlotte will stand with me and we will address them together. She has ways of making somebody feel comfortable. Her work ethic is something everybody should be aspiring to. She goes the extra mile.” He stumbled over his words when I inhaled the head and tasted the sticky goodness on the tip.

“It’s a good idea to include her. Mr. Jacobs was very fond of Charlotte.” I was busy with my mouth full to take a bow.

“She’s going to be working me hard and I’m going to be doing the same thing for her. I think I inject new life into this business.” I felt a part of his anatomy trying to reach my tonsils by going into my throat.

I had always got a thrill out of orally inflicting pleasure on a man. Bryce was very enthusiastic. His response had made it necessary to give him one night where it was all about him. One night was where I took him to the edge over and over again until he couldn’t take it anymore. This was mimicking that very same experience.

I was doing my best not to make a sound. Taking him all the way down to the base and back up again was a slow boil. His slippery shaft was glistening courtesy of my mouth performing in a way that would have made porn stars envious.

“I’m glad we had this time to talk. I’m going to do something I have never done before. I’m going to get you a nice hot cup of tea with some lemon to ward off whatever you a fighting.” He was fighting the natural need to blow off some steam in my mouth.

“I appreciate how you have gone to the extra effort to make me feel at home. I really would love a cup of tea and I promise not to make a habit out of it.” His hot sausage jumped in my mouth and I heard the click of the door closing followed by the eruption between his legs.

“Jesus Christ.” His words of blasphemy were followed by a series of grunts with his blistering seed coating the landscape of my tongue.

I pushed him out of the way and I stood up savoring the last drop burning on the bottom of my lip. Dorothy came in with a cup of tea and I was leaning over his shoulder with his member still outside his pants.

“You have something right there.” I thought for a moment I had missed a remnant of what he had given me.

I breathed a sigh of relief when she flicked a piece of lint from my shoulder. I literally was holding my breath and Bryce was snickering when she left the room. I punched him in the shoulder playfully. He pulled up his zipper and concealed what I had deflated with my oral exploration of his flesh.

Chapter eight

Bryce

The next two days had this foreboding feeling in the air. She was either going to be working with me hand in hand or she was going to find gainful employment elsewhere. Her options were unlimited. I was terrified to be left with the vipers looking to see me fall on my face. It was also a guilty treat to have her to satisfy my needs and vice versa.

“I can’t keep this to myself any longer.” She looked up frazzled with her eyes bloodshot from all the long hours we had been working together.

“I thought we were going to wait until we finish this.” She must’ve thought I was talking about getting one out of the chamber with the gun between my legs loaded and ready to go.

“Get your head out of the gutter. I want you to forget I said that. It’s your dirty mind that makes life more interesting around here. I was talking about how I went to bat for you. It wasn’t that difficult and you certainly did leave a lasting impression.” Purple was my favorite color and she was using that knowledge to put me in the mood.

“I know all about your meeting with Mr. Jacobs and the Board of Directors. There’s not much that goes on around here that I don’t know. I have some loyal followers. They let me know what’s going on. I’m not angry with you for keeping it from me.” Her white leather skirt had this zipper down the side I wanted to get my teeth on.

“I didn’t want to get your hopes up. I thought I would have heard something by now, but I think they are enjoying making me sweat.” Speak of the devil; Mr. Jacobs was standing at the door in one of his custom-made suits perfectly molded for his middle age body.

“I have some news. Don’t kill the messenger.” I stood up ready to fly off the handle when he pulled from behind his back a bottle of champagne. “You’re both going to co-chair the CEO position on a probationary period. I had to twist a lot of arms, but it was worth it.” He popped the cork. Dorothy was behind him with four glasses to commemorate the occasion.

“I appreciate how hard the both of you have fought for me. This is a great idea. One person shouldn’t have all the power. It’s better to have differing opinions.” The four of us polished off the bottle and I could see Charlotte swaying with glee on the balls of her feet.

“Today is the beginning of a new chapter for this company and I couldn’t be prouder of the direction we’re going. I’m not going to worry with the both of you at the helm.” He only had half a glass and then we took our customary position at his side in front of the staff.