What a needy mouth she had. He couldn’t quite place the shade, but something stuck in his mind about Pantone 214; the slight pinkish dark raspberry was something pretty special as it engulfed the shaft; her mouth was wide open, as if trying to avoid losing the sheen of the lipstick. He marvelled at the beauty of her, the dedication she had, as she stayed completely still in his hands. He showed his appreciation with a measured aggression she had perhaps only guessed at before; the swirling of her tongue around his cock intended, he knew, to bring him to a torrential orgasm deep in her mouth, to keep her face clean and ready for the remainder of her presentation.
To destroy her, or not to destroy her, he wondered, as he eased into a steady penetrative rhythm, constantly in awe of her stunning poise; the sound of her hand thrashing at her exposed pussy in this absurd little waiting room, while her staff puzzled at her unplanned absence. To pull out and stroke himself to shoot his thick spunk across her perfectly made up face?
She would let him, he knew. Out there, on the stage, she was the definition of poise and control, the apotheosis of the calm communicator. But now, with his hard dick using her mouth and her fingers rubbing her little clit at his command, she was for granted.
She had put the blindfold on herself; she had decided with full command of the risks to submit to him, to surrender her agency and expose her sex and her secret vulnerability to him, and now he was using her, knowing that she was using him too. He grounded out against her mouth and felt the tip of his cock against the back of her palate; he could hear the sound of the vibrator inside her rumbling at its maximum intensity as the first of the two interval presentations came to a close, and then the competing rumble of a grateful applause in the auditorium.
Gratitude.
Gratitude is where she was quickly edging, too. She could feel the urgent need in him to unload into her, and she had every interest in that release; in her mind’s eye she could see herself, spread, jilling furiously as he fucked her mouth. The urgency he felt was building in her too, until she heard the applause, and all sense of urgency left her. The vibrator was now just part of who she was; she almost didn’t notice it switching itself off; the little algorithm he had written had served its purpose, and had turned her over to his absolute control. He withdrew from her lips and took his cock in his hand, slowly stroking as he watched her break into a broad smile.
“How much?” she asked.
“You worked it out? Enough. Plenty” he said, his voice and breathing ragged and low.
“Congratulations,” she responded. “Now do it.”
“Do what?”
“Destroy me. Cover my face. Ruin it.”
He laughed.
“Not. A. Fucking. Chance.” He went down on his knees and slipped a finger gently inside her to remove the little silicone toy. She gasped at the sudden emptiness and elicited a tiny moan as she felt his cock, hot and slick with her saliva and his precum, plunged with one brutally direct penetration inside her.
She teetered on the edge of her orgasm for three equally driven thrusts, and gave no thought to holding it back; she could feel her cunt quiver around his cock just as he could; and just as he did, he felt the burning sensation of his prostate shuddering, forcing a hot stream of his cum into her eagerly receptive pussy.. He luxuriated in the sensation of her pulsing, soaked sex milking him empty.
As the final gush receded, he withdrew.
“Get back to work, beautiful” he said, pulled up his trousers and zipped up. She heard his footsteps going to the distance and the sound of the door unlocking, opening and closing. She took off the scarf, patted down her dress and went to the mirror. He had left her lipstick pristine and not one hair was out of place.
She glowed in the aftermath of her orgasm and marvelled at how nobody would ever know. As she walked towards the door and out to the stage, a hot, slippery reminder ran slowly down her left thigh.
The earpiece crackled in her ear. “That was fun. And now the long dress makes sense, right?”
She retook to the stage to a rapturous applause and nodded to her colleague finishing his talk.
“Wasn’t that a blast? Let me tell you how much fun you’re going to have with all this power at your fingertips”