Office Pet
“So glad you’ve finally gotten rid of that fucker.” Melissa’s voice indicated that she was grinning.
My lips twisted into a smirk. “He won’t be bothering anyone again. See to it that he’s blackballed.”
Melissa chuckled. “Trust me, he’ll never work in this industry again, or any industry if I have my way.”
“With you on the case, I know he won’t.”
She hummed slightly in agreement. “I’m sure you have some things you’ll need to take care off once you watch Ms. Peterson’s video,” she said professionally, changing the subject. “I’ll make sure you won’t be disturbed for the next hour.” Her laughter tinkled as she hung up.
Adjusting my balls and stiffening cock through my slacks, I turned towards my desk and woke up my monitor with a push of the mouse. With trembling fingers, I clicked into my inbox and then into the email Melissa had forwarded. The one from Reese—my potential pet. There was no subject or message, but it did indeed contain a video.
In a matter of seconds, my monitor lit up with Reese’s face. A wicked smile curved her pink lips. The video quickly moved between her legs, and my dick lurched at the sight of her rubbing the panties against her soaked pussy. Jesus. She didn’t hold back.
Soon, she pulled the red fabric away to reveal her pussy lips spread wide and inviting. She rubbed her fingers on her clit, while her mouth was clenched tight suppressing her moans. Watching her masturbate and finger herself was one of the most beautiful sights I’d ever seen in my life. My cock throbbed in time with her fingers, begging me to give it some relief.
No one would dare come into my office without my say-so, and the walls were soundproof. A sharp thrill shot through me. I unzipped my pants and took out my dripping shaft. I ran my hand up and down my cock, pumping and squeezing it.
Reese slid her fingers deep inside her pussy and twisted them around. That’s it, baby, show me what you like. Once she found an angle that pleased her, she started pumping herself roughly. She held the camera close, so I could see every twitch and movement of her pussy walls. It was so personal and intimate. I could see how her lower lips plumped and gripped her fingers as she slid them in and out of herself. Her mouth was still clenched closed and I imagined what she would look like with a ball gag in her mouth. That would keep her from screaming.
Soon enough, I would have her on her knees in this very room sucking me off and swallowing me down. I tugged my cock without mercy, all the time imagining Reese’s lips wrapped around its head.
Her hands quivered as she neared her climax. Her fingers moved recklessly across her engorged clit, and the pressure building inside me neared nuclear levels.
Small moans tumbled from her lips, as she couldn’t keep her mouth shut anymore. I could see her lips twisted in pleasurable agony.
Her climax hit causing the video to violently quake. Staying silent was almost impossible for her, and I watched in rapture as her inner muscles clenched and released over and over. Evidence of her arousal ran from her opening and down her butt cheeks.
Watching her come would never get old. How many times over the weekend had she masturbated to thoughts of me? To thoughts of us, just as she did now. She wiped her wet, satisfied folds and clit with the used panties; cleaning herself up neatly.
I wanted those panties back, and I imagined them in my hand as I stroked harder and faster. I was near the point of no return. My back bowed off the chair, and I growled her name as hot semen erupted over my hand.
Happy and spent, I watched as she whispered into the camera. Reese had made me proud. She was going to be the perfect office pet.
The sooner I made her mine the better.
Chapter Ten
Reese
For the billionth time, I checked my inbox. Nothing. Not one thing from Kane. I didn’t even know if he’d received my video email or if the spam bots had deleted it before it reached him. It was such a disappointment. I was so excited earlier but now, I was starting to regret my impulsive actions.
I sighed loudly, something I had done a lot of today.
“What’s wrong with you?”
I spun my chair and looked at Mandy. She was one of my favorite coworkers. Her head peeked around the corner of my cubical and gave me an annoyed look.
“I can hear you sighing three cubicles over. You’re not usually this bored.” Mandy rounded the wall of my cubical and perched on my desk. She was a little short, so her legs hung down and she swayed them in a playful manner. “Numbers not adding up?”