It was a couple of days since Dean and I had moved in together, and we had a problem.
We both worked from home a couple of days a week, and so we'd chosen a house with a nice room that we could use as a home office.
The problem was that our work from home days were the same, and there wouldn't be space for us both to work in the office at the same time. Dean had spoken to his manager and thought he could switch his days so that we'd be working at home on different days, but now his manager had told him that he couldn't switch his days until the end of the year.
This meant that we'd both be working from home on the same days for the next six months or so, and that one of us would end up sitting at the kitchen table whilst the other had the home office. Both of us had good reasons why we thought we deserved to have the home office, and neither of us was budging.
Eventually, I decided to resort to using my female superpower -- I offered Dean a blow job in return for use of the office. This really was a big gesture on my part -- like most girls, I'm not a huge fan of giving blow jobs, and I think I'd only ever given him two blow jobs in the three years we'd been together. But I really wanted that home office.
Dean's face lit up.
"You'll let me cum in your mouth?" he asked.
"Yeah, you can cum in my mouth," I said, both disappointed and relieved at how easy it is to manipulate guys with sex.
"And you'll swallow?"
I'd never swallowed before, but I really, really wanted that office.
"I'll swallow," I sighed.
"OK, the office is yours," he said without a pause.
I reached for his belt to unfasten his trousers and deliver on my part of the deal, but he stopped me.
"Not now," he said. "I want it in the home office, tomorrow."
"Fine," I said, not quite sure why it had to be the next day, but willing to go along with it.
The following day I was working from home. Whilst I usually dress quite casually when I'm working from home, I had a meeting with an important client at 11am that was going to be on video conference, so I was dressed in my smart business suit, with a smart grey skirt and jacket and a smart white blouse. I'd taken a while applying my make-up that morning and had neatly brushed my long brunette hair.
As I sat down for work that morning I realised why Dean had asked for the blow job today. Usually when we had sex I was either naked or wearing lingerie -- I'd never dressed in my work stuff for anything sexual. I guessed that the thought of having his cock sucked by a smartly dressed businesswoman was a turn on for him.
I went to find Dean, setting himself up at the kitchen table, and asked if he'd like me to get his blow job done now to give him a nice start to the day, but he shook his head and said that there was something he had to get sent out first.
About two minutes before my important call started, Dean walked into the office.
