Clock chimed 7 p.m. as he shifted in his mahogany chair. He had been noting down the agenda for his next meeting. Roshi quietly slipped inside his office from the side door. She was in a single piece of maroon and her hair neatly pulled in a tight ponytail. She walked slowly, near his chair and kneeled down by his side and crawled under his oval desk. People often enquired Sir about the sprawling cushion placed under his desk.
"It is to relax my feet when I feel exhausted," he would reply.
Roshi kneeled on her knees and adjusted herself to settle between his legs. She could smell the manly aroma as she placed her manicured hands around his thighs, rubbing the texture of his pants. He was busy scribbling on the paper as she reached for the zipper and pulled it down smoothly. Her eyes were wide and her mouth watering in anticipation. She felt a tingling between her legs as her eyes met with the soft bulge inside his pants. She bit her lower lip and reached inside his pants, feeling and gauging his semisolid cock. She slipped her hands inside his boxers to grab Sir's hot, throbbing meat. She pulled the length out as it stood out jutting like a wooden log. Moistening her lips with her tongue she gave a long, slow lick from its base to tip, tickling his slit with her pointy tongue. She raised her hand to her mouth, spitting and massaging it over his jumping meat. His skin was being pulled back and up as she stroked his length. She pulled his skin back, baring his mushroom and spat on it, and stroked it all the way, making it slippery and shiny. Sir could feel his balls churning as Roshi maneuverd her expert hands on his pulsing manhood. She held it against her palm and kissed and nibbled across its length. Sir could feel her warm breath hitting his pelvic skin, raising mild goosebumps. A knock on the door broke the moment. Roshi stopped for a moment as he replied in his hoarse voice,
"Come in,"
Door opened and his assistant peeped in.
"Excuse me Sir, these papers need to be signed and sent at the earliest."
Sir felt Roshi's nails gently scratching his skin.
"Can it wait?"
"I am afraid Sir, these have to be forwarded at the earliest."
Sir felt his cock held between Roshi's finger and thumb and she pushed her hand down, peeling the skin off his slimy mushroom.
"Bring them then,"
Assistant walked in with the papers as Roshi took a deep, hard lap, brushing her expert tongue against his sensitive dome. She puckered her lips in a small hole and sucked in the juices of the cock, holding and suffocating it in her mouth and lashing it hard with her tongue.
Sir could feel his cock jumping in excitement as it was treated with the suction of her mouth. He was finding it hard to contain his moans as he signed two copies.
