BJ lesson’s anyone?

The proposal went smoothly and the bigwig executives granted her company the account. A bottle of champagne was opened and the meeting turned celebratory.

“˜Good job partner,’ Jacob said as he refilled her glass.

“˜Thank you.’ Strangely unsure of herself in his presence she just stood there quietly.

“˜Why so quiet Amanda? It’s not like you.’

“˜I liked it,’ she whispered.

“˜I’m sorry.’ He leaned in closer. “˜I didn’t hear you.’

“˜I liked it,’ she said in a firmer voice, looking into his eyes this time.

“˜I know you did. I knew you would. If you want more, you’ll have to ask nicely.’

Amanda felt herself flush with anger as he strolled away. She watched as he chatted with the other businessmen and women, never once glancing in her direction again. The tension in her belly told her she was close to what she desired, but could she bring herself to ask him to treat her that way again?
She’d hoped that after she admitted her weakness that he would just take control once again.

When he headed to his own office she took a deep breath, straightened her spine, and followed him.

Stepping into his office she closed the door behind her and leaned against it. He didn’t even look up from the papers he was gathering. “˜What do you want?’

“˜I want more.’

He still didn’t look up, just kept gathering his things.

“˜C’mon Jacob, you know what I’m asking for.’ Amanda fought to keep her voice calm. No way did she want him to figure out just how badly she really wanted this. “˜You said you could “handle” me. Prove it.’

She knew that throwing out the challenge was a sure-fire way to get Jacob’s full attention. They were the same that way, never able to resist a challenge, especially one issued so brazenly. Amanda stepped away from the door and started towards him. When Jacob looked up she was halfway across the room.

“˜Stop,’ he commanded. Amanda’s heart jumped at his tone. She watched as he locked up the files in his briefcase and set it aside. “˜On your knees.’

She hesitated briefly before kneeling on the plush carpet. Her heart was pounding so hard she imagined he could see it thumping in her chest. “˜How does this work? Am I supposed to call you master? I don’t think I can go quit that far.’ She tried to stop herself from babbling as he walked around the desk undoing his trousers. Not sure what to expect when he stopped directly in front of her she opened her mouth again, “˜and I don’t think I can handle much pain either. How do you know —.’

“˜Shut up and suck my cock.’

Jacob’s hands gripped her head and pulled her towards his dangling penis and she opened her mouth obediently. Amanda thrilled at the feel of his soft cock as it thickened and got stiff in her in her mouth. Greg didn’t let her suck him off very often; he seemed to think it wasn’t something a lady should do. But Amanda had always loved the feel of a hard cock thrusting in and out of her mouth and this time was no different. She felt her own juices begin to flow and pressed her thighs together to ease the ache developing there.

“˜That’s it, suck my cock. Tasty isn’t it? You like this don’t you? Doesn’t matter if you don’t though, because I do.’ His laughter filled the office and he gripped her head harder.

Holding her head still he thrust his cock deep into her throat at a slow deep pace for a few minutes. Amanda felt the head of his cock against the back of her throat and fought her gag reflex with every thrust.

“˜Oh yeah, take it deep. You’re no good to me Amanda unless you can take it deep. Tilt your head back. That’s it.’ He sighed with pleasure and Amanda felt tears well behind her eyes. She also felt her nipples harden to a painful point and knew that it was happening again. It was as if every inch of her skin was itchy and aching to be scratched.

Fluids began to leak steadily from him, his hips pumping faster and making it harder for her to breathe. She gripped his thighs tight, fighting the urge to push against him, to stop him from fucking her mouth. That is what he was doing, she had stopped sucking and he had started fucking. Warm goo oozed out the side of her lips, slid down her chin and dripped onto her silk blouse. She tried desperately to drag breath into her lungs through her flaring nostrils and didn’t give her expensive blouse another thought.

Jacob’s breathing matched hers, harsh and loud, filling the room. She felt the sharp pain of his grip tightening in her hair and his cock hitting the back of her throat hard and fast. She gagged but he didn’t stop, just kept right on fucking her mouth. She felt his cock swell and swell, felt it throb as his come began to gush from the tip and flow down her throat. He held her face tight to his crotch, her nose buried in his pubic hair as his come overflowed her mouth and trickled steadily down her chin.

He pulled back slightly and let her lick him clean before stepping back and zipping up his pants. “˜Very good Amanda.’ He strode to his desk and quickly wrote something down before picking up his briefcase and moving towards the door. Stopping next to where Amanda still knelt on the floor he dropped a business card in front of her.

“˜My address is on the back. You have half an hour to get there. If you’re late, you’ll be punished.’