Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 23

"My dear, Miss James. This is very unorthodox in an office setting. but perhaps it might help the Directors after that discussion to ease any remaining tension they may feel."

I looked around the table at the people who have the power to bring down even Mr. Woodburn. All of them were watching my reaction intently with eyes discretely flitting to the other Directors. I smiled, then, "Unorthodox for the office, Sir? They don't know what happens in your office?"

Mr. Woodburn couldn't help but smile as my comment erased the tension from the anticipation he had initiated, but he also blushed at his secret being released even if to people he could trust with confidence the most

"Charles", one of the Directors chimed in with a laugh, "It would seem your slut is not submissive." That brought laughter from the others and an agreeing nod from Mr. Woodburn.

"Very true." He put his arm around my waist and drew me in tight. "Despite what her own self-evaluation was before, she is a strong businesswoman." He turned to me and we locked eyes. "But, she is also a very eager and willing slut." This time blushed as all eyes focused back on me. He stepped behind me, pulled my loose hair from my neck and kissed my neck and shoulders. "Isn't that right, slut?" I nodded my head as I looked around the table so they each also received my response through my eyes. I then felt the zipper of my dress being pulled down and felt the dress gap and sag around my shoulders and front as the zipper reached the bottom. Some of the Directors were leaning forward with looks of amazement while others, mostly males, were leaning back with looks of lustful anticipation..

As he kissed my neck, again, he whispered so softly even in the quiet of the room it wasn't heard beyond us. As my dress was slipped off my shoulders to fall to my waist, I nodded my understanding. There were several gasps as my bare breasts came into view and those who might not have then did as I shimmied the dress over my hips and down my legs to lay pooled on the floor leaving me naked but for my customary thigh-high stockings and high heels.

The air in the room was vibrating with expectancy as Mr. Woodbum applied slight pressure on my shoulders and I slowly dropped to my knees and disappeared under the table. "The few mundane matters remaining on the agenda only require the attention of most of the group at any moment. Miss James will assist in temporarily relieving any tension you currently have and provide a sample for later tonight."

I heard the woman in the group gasp, the distinctive female sound in the midst of the deeper male expressions. For whatever reason I moved to my left, setting a clockwise approach to each of the Directors. When I touched the knee of the first man, he flinched.

When I worked his belt and zipper, he sighed as his hips rose for me to pull his trousers and short down to his knees. It was tight under the table, but I managed to stay under the table as I took his semi-erect cock into my hand and licked the length of it before taking the head between my lips. It would have been easier if he pushed his chair back from the table, but he perhaps was self- conscious in front of the others. Not so self-conscious, though, that his cock quickly became erect and his sighing turned to soft moans, one hand holding the edge of the table and the other on top my head as it began engulfing his rigid member completely in my mouth as my tongue circled around it.

I reached underneath for his balls and his hips rose as I heard a more urgent gasping moan escape his mouth. I heard halting voices above and around me, but I was not attempting to follow the discussion. I suspected it was garbage items, anyway, merely a reason for everyone to remain at the table. When I felt a tightness in his ball sack and pulsing in his cock, I drove my mouth down completely over him. He wasn't large and his cock didn't enter my throat, but I sucked as I pressed harder for more cock that wasn't to be, my nose already pressed firmly into his pubic hair. When he came, his cum shot into the back of my mouth as I slowly raised my head to provide room in case his climax was more impressive than it tumed out to be. His gasps and groans were more uninhibited at his climax and the quiet that descended over the room was evident even to me.

I swallowed his cum and whispered, "Thank you, Sir." I licked his cock clean and kissed his cock head before crawling backward a step to move to the next set of legs. The man had just left was raising his hips and pulling himself back together. The man I was approaching did not move away as anticipated. The one Director I was sensitive about was the woman. In a room full of dominant men, she might be the most anxious about all this.

After three loads of cum into my mouth, I finally moved to the only nylon encased legs sitting at the table. Though she would have known she would be next in my quest to circle the table, she still jumped when my hands touched her knees and slid up her thighs under her business suit skirt. The room went quiet, quieter than when any of the men had physically reacted to my initial touch, which only reinforced the reality of her unique status in the group.