"Look what you've done!" yelled Walter angrily, gesturing with both hands towards his crotch.
Victoria stared at Walter's erection in shock, her mind racing, but no words coming from her mouth.
"The conference call is ruined and I clearly can't piss. You're a stupid, stupid girl!" raged Walter.
"Sorry," was all Victoria could blurt out. She was very confused and didn't really know what she'd done wrong. After all, she was just doing what Walter had asked of her. Was it really her fault he'd gotten hard?
"Sorry!?" he repeated furiously. "It's going to take more than that. You'll have to fix it!"
"Fix it? What do you mean Mr Spackman?" Victoria asked timidly.
"Make it go down, now!" Walter firmly commanded her, making a fist with one hand and gesturing in an imitation of masturbating.
"You mean..." stammered Victoria, her eyes widening as she realised what he wanted of her.
"Yes damn it, get to it!" snapped Walter.
If Victoria had been thinking straight, or if she'd been a little more intelligent or less naïve she probably would have refused. But she was terrified of upsetting him further, believing she'd made a bad mistake and ruined his ever-so-important conference call.
"Quickly please," Walter urged her to hurry.
Victoria swallowed and reached out, taking hold of his cock in her hand again. It probably helped that she already held his penis a couple times by now, so it wasn't such an alien feeling to be kneeling beside him at his feet with her boss's dick in one hand.
The pretty young blonde started to move her soft hand up and down on Walter's shaft, stroking his rock hard erection somewhat tentatively.
"That's it," murmured Walter appreciatively. "A little faster."
Victoria started to jerk him off in earnest, her hand pumping up and down on his hard cock. Both of Walter's hands moved down to Victoria's chest, giving her tits a quick squeeze through her top and then slipping inside to grope her lovely hooters more directly.
"Nice," he breathed, squeezing her tits as she pumped his hard cock in her warm hand. "Play with my balls with your other hand," he told her. Victoria obediently reached up and cupped his testicles in her free hand, not slowing her rapid stroking for an instant.
Walter gave Victoria's breasts an extra hard squeeze, causing her to wince slightly as she gently juggled his testicles in one hand and tossed him off with the other. His breathing was getting faster and she guessed he was getting nearer to climax.
"Oh fuck, that's nice," moaned Walter, pinching hard on his personal assistant's nipples, causing her to gasp out loud. Victoria's fist was a blur on his hard cock, rapidly jerking up and down, stroking him towards orgasm.
Victoria could see a few dribbles of cum leaking from the tip of her boss's cock, and as her hand slid rapidly up and down his length it reached her hand. The extra lubrication made her pulling smoother, but it was still kind of gross.
"That's it!" gasped Walter. "Not too much longer." His eyes were half closed in pleasure as he enjoyed his handjob with obvious relish. He was barely playing with her tits at this point, his hands mostly just resting on her big round boobs as she jerked him off.
With a loud moan and a grunt of pleasure Walter suddenly lurched in his chair, his hands falling out from the front of Victoria's shirt and clutching the arms of his chair. His cock surged in Victoria's hand and a thick rope of sticky white cum spurted from the tip, shooting across the gap in front of chair and splattering onto his desk. Walter moaned with pleasure as the shot was followed by another surge of semen, splashing onto the floor just beyond the rubbish bin that Victoria had pulled up earler.
"Oh shit!" gasped Walter, as he slumped into his chair, still moaning as he orgasmed. The next spurt of cum was much smaller, mostly falling onto his chair and over Victoria's hand which still clutched his cock.
The busty blonde gently squeezed the last of his cum from his cock before letting go and sitting back. She glanced around for something to wipe her sticky hand on, but there was nothing at hand to help out.
"That was great sweetie, but you made a fucking mess," breathed Walter, a stupidly happy grin on his face.
Victoria bit her lip, deciding not to point out that it was him who had made the mess and not her.
Walter was still breathing heavily as she stuffed away his cock. "I'm going to go get cleaned up, can you fix up this mess please," he ordered his assistant, who was still kneeling on the floor beside his desk.
He got up and hurried off to the bathroom, a slight skip in his step at the thought of what the lovely blonde had just done for him. |
