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   a little something I wrote when somebody asked me how my day was...





   Office Morning

   by Valeska





   I am not a secretary, although everybody thinks I am.  I have given up
explaining the differences and the importance of my job, because in the end
nobody really cares.  And it is true that I do many things you would expect
from a secretary, typing, filing, answering the phone, and many other
little tasks my boss gives to me.

   This morning has not been special, in no way.  I spent my time drinking
coffee, doing what I do, and waiting for the time to my lunch break to
pass. The boss calls me into his office.

   "Good morning Jenna, would you please make me a cup of coffee?"

   "Certainly Sir."

   "Thank you.  Oh, and Jenna, when you come back could you please give me
a blowjob?"

   "Of course Sir."

   I nod and leave his office on the way to the kitchen.  To be honest I
dislike that he calls me by my first name while I still have to call him
Sir.  To some degree I think it's disrespectful, it makes me feel like I'm
little schoolgirl and he is my teacher.

   In the kitchen I start to make coffee.  My boss needs me to do it
because coffee machines are not what they used to be and he can't handle
them anymore.  I like the sound of the pouring coffee, its smell, it makes
me relaxed.  Two pieces of sugar, no milk, that's how he likes it.

   I carry the cup of coffee back into his office, and place it on his
desk.

   "Thank you Jenna." My boss nods and smiles friendly.

   I go down to my knees, and crawl underneath his desk.  I place my hand
on his crouch and massage it a little, it feels warm, yet still soft.  I
unbuckle his belt, open up the top button of his trousers, and slowly pull
his zipper down with my teeth.  My hand slide beneath his pants, and
carefully I unravel his cock and balls.  I kiss my way down his shaft, and
as I reach the tip I take his cock all in my mouth.  As I caress his cock
with my tongue, I feel it grow and harden in my mouth.  Soon I have to push
it hard into my throat to take it all in.  So I work his cock, sucking it,
licking it, kissing it.  I cannot see my boss above the desk, but I hear
him sipping his coffee, and writing a few lines on his computer.  Suddenly
I notice the typing stops, and his breathing gets harder.  I massage his
balls with my hand, and place my mouth over the tip of his cock.  Without
further notification his cum fills my mouth, warm and sticky.  I take it
all in and lick up every drop before I carefully place his cleaned cock
back into his pants, zip his trousers back up and buckle his belt.  I
straighten my hair as I crawl up from beneath the desk.  I notice my boss
has finished his cup of coffee, and take it from his desk.

   "Thank you Jenna, that will be all for now." The boss gives me and
appreciating smile and turns back to his work.

   Back in the kitchen I clean the cup along with some other dishes, I do
it by hand, the machine never does it properly.  There is a small mirror in
the kitchen in which I check my hair again.

   As I return to my desk I resume my work, doing what I do, typing,
filing, answering the phone, waiting for my lunch break.  I swallow his cum
and wonder about the funny feeling it leaves on my teeth.




   :: end ::