Workplace

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The office is silent save for the hum of the server racks. He leans back in his chair, his cock already hard beneath his slacks as she kneels between his legs.

ACTOR2: Jesus, you’re really going to do this here?

ACTOR1: Shhh. Just relax, sir. Let me take care of you.

NARRATOR: Her fingers work his belt and zipper, freeing his thick, straining dick into the cool air of the supply closet. She doesn't hesitate, taking the entire length into her warm, wet mouth in one smooth motion.

ACTOR2: Fuck, your mouth… so good…

ACTOR1: Mmm, you taste so good. I love how hard you get for me.

NARRATOR: She deep throats him, her head bobbing rhythmically, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head of his cock with every upward stroke. The wet, slurping sounds echo faintly in the small room.

ACTOR2: I’m not gonna last… god, don’t stop…

ACTOR1: Come for me. I want to taste it.

NARRATOR: He grips the arms of his chair, his hips bucking involuntarily as he erupts deep into her throat, groaning her name as she swallows every last drop.