Jill marched purposefully up the side walk leading to Tony's office. It had been two weeks since their "one time only" encounter and she'd only seen him once. He'd come by the office to drop off an invoice, the usual routine. Jillian had expected the sexual tension between them to have faded.
It had only seemed to worsen instead. The moment she'd heard his booming voice in the hall her pussy had contracted and her nipples had hardened. She had no reason to think he'd want more. He hadn't called her or texted her since their sex-filled Saturday. Still, her heart pounded in her ears as she heard him drawing closer.
He'd stepped into her office in the same way he'd always had and gave her the same crooked smile he always did and Jillian had given serious consideration to stripping bare and demanding he fuck her on the spot. She hadn't of course, but she had noticed the way his eyes had lingered on her breasts and the way his eyes darkened as he asked her about her week.
It had been hard to maintain any sense of professionalism. Something deep inside her had been awakened by Tony and she craved him more than ever. She'd masturbated to thoughts of him almost nightly. She needed him again.
So that morning, when her boss had called her into his office and asked her to drop off a check at Tony's office, she'd jumped at the chance. All she needed was sixty seconds alone with him and she knew he'd agree to see her again.
He glanced up at her as she walked in. "Jillian," he rumbled by way of greeting. His voice was so warm it sent a flush up her cheeks. "Lee told me he was sending you over with a check."
She laid the envelope on his desk. "Our postage machine was down," she explained. C'mon Jillian, do what you really came here to do! she told herself.
"Well, thank you kindly for your personal service." His brown eyes lit with amusement at his pun. She smiled at him. He wore a hunter green polo and dark wash jeans. No one had ever looked so good.
She turned to leave.
Abruptly she found her courage. Jillian turned back to him. "You know, I've been thinking," she started, meeting his eyes firmly with her own.
Tony looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "About what?"
Jill bit her lip. "I know the other day was supposed to be a one time deal, but I can't help but think about all you did to me with your tongue and how I never really got the chance to return the favor."
Tony's look of shock only lasted a moment. His eyes darkened a shade as he stood and came around the edge of his desk. "Is that so?"
Jill nodded and took a step closer. She could already see a growing bulge in the crotch of his jeans. "I want to taste you," she whispered. She reached out and brushed her fingers over the top of his pants.
Tony grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him, crushing his mouth to hers. Jill took that as her answer. She kissed him back passionately as her hands fumbled with the buttons and zipper of his jeans.
In seconds she had his jeans and boxers shoved down allowing his cock to spring free. It wasn't fully erect yet, even still it was impressive. Jill broke their kiss and slid slowly to her knees. Tony leaned back against his desk. His cock was at eye level and it twitched a little as it continued to grow.
Jill met Tony's eyes from beneath her long lashes. She slowly leaned closer, breathing hotly on the head of his cock. Without breaking eye contact she first kissed the purple head and then gently licked her tongue over it. Tony's breath caught.
The sight of Jillian kneeling before him was almost enough to make him come undone. Tony had imagined this a hundred times. He'd imagined the way her soft pink lips would trail kisses over his thick head. He'd imagined what her tongue would feel like against his veined shaft. But his imagination hadn't prepared him for the real thing. The real thing was so much sweeter.
Jillian was a drug.
She looked up at him through her thick red lashes with more lust and passion than he'd ever seen. He watched as her tongue started at the base of his shaft and licked all the way to his head where she sucked up the pre-cum that oozed from his slit. Then she slowly closed her whole mouth over the tip and sucked him deep.
He groaned in response.
Jillian swirled her tongue around his cock as she slowly brought her head back up. Already she loved the way he tasted. The saltiness of his pre-cum mixed with the velvet feel of his shaft and the soft, musky scent of him to create something uniquely Tony. She lowered her head down his cock again until she felt the tip bump the back of her throat.
She started bobbing up and down in a slow, steady rhythm. Each time she let the head of his cock press harder on the back of her throat until finally she took a deep breath through her nose and willed her throat to relax, gulping him deep into her. She choked around him a little and her eyes began to water, but she immediately knew it was worth it. Tony let out a strangled growl and gripped the edge of his desk with one hand, the other tangling into her hair.
"Fuck Jillian," he gasped as she bobbed up again.
She smiled at him a little as her tongue swirled around his head. Jillian gripped his strong thighs and pulled him into her mouth again. Again, she deep throated his large cock until her nose was buried in his trimmed pubic hair. His hand tightened in her hair.
