Close Encounter
Cassie's eyes widened, and she whispered in a panicky way, "Oh god, Boss, they can't see me like this!" Her body was still trembling from the aftermath of her earth-shattering orgasm. She tried to scramble off my lap, but her shuddering legs didn't allow her the comfort of such.
"Calm down, Cassie. It's just Mewtwo and the grunt," I said, keeping my voice steady despite the adrenaline pumping through my veins. "They're not gonna judge...maybe"
Yeah, right. As if anyone wouldn't judge the sight of a secretary riding her boss's dick like a fucking pro. But hey, what's the worse that can happen even if they do. I am the motherfucking boss! And the grunt has already been fucked good, so its not like she have any moral high ground to judge.
And Mewtwo? Please, she doesn't even know the J of judge.
With a sudden surge of determination, Cassie staggeringly got up a bit, putting her hands on my shoulders to steady herself, before sliding off my lap and ducking down under the desk.
Wait. why are going down?
The door creaked open, and in floated Mewtwo, her eyes scanning the room curiously. "Master~ I am back!" she announced, her voice bright and cheerful.
Master? Well, if she wants to call me that, who am I to stop her? Hehehe.
Behind her, the grunt followed, her nose wrinkling as if she'd caught a whiff of something unusual. She glanced around, clearly puzzled.
"Why is it that every time there's a different smell in the room?" she muttered, shrugging it off.
As Mewtwo approached, Cassie quickly ducked under the desk, out of sight. I could feel her trembling, her breath hot against my thigh. What a thrilling situation we have here~
"Master, I missed you so much!" Mewtwo cooed, floating closer, her eyes bright and curious.
A smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth. "It's been, what, ten minutes at most? You missed me already?" I teased, trying to keep my voice steady as Cassie damn sure purposedly kept exhaling over my groin, eliciting shivers and making the tired warrior get up again.
Damn it, don't blame me for this Cassie. I moved my hand under my desk to grab her face, and bringing my dick closer to it. As if we had a telepathic connection, she gracefully opened her mouth and took in all of it.
"Gluck Gluck...."
"I always miss you," Mewtwo replied, her voice filled with genuine affection. Did I hear something? Well must have been the winds.
She hovered in front of the desk, eager for attention.
Meanwhile, Cassie's mouth was doing a fucking number on me. Her lips tightened, and she started to move her face up and down in slow, deliberate strokes. I clenched my jaw, trying to maintain my composure.
"Um, Boss, are you okay? Your face seems a bit red," the grunt asked, her eyebrows furrowing.
"Oh, yeah, totally fine," I replied, my voice trembling a bit before I suppressed it. "Just, uh, had a bit too much coffee this morning."
This girl was sucking on the head of my cock like she wanted to suck the fuck out of me. Wow, that rhymes good.
"Coffee?" Mewtwo tilted her head on hearing the new word, the signature moves of confused moe anime girls, but then shrugged it off, most likely adding it to the ever-growing list of things she wanted to ask me about.
Meanwhile, the grunt surveyed the room, her eyes seemingly searching for someone.
"Has Lady Cassie gone already? I wanted to discuss some things with her," she asked, her tone seemingly suspicious. Or was I just imagining that? Who knows.
I shrugged nonchalantly while pushing the same Lady Cassie's head down, making her take my cock to depths never seen before.
"Oh, Cassie? Yeah, she had some errands to run. You know how it is—busy, busy." Cassie's eyes had teared up from the sudden deep-throat, but she didn't let that get in the way of her duty, her throat massaging my head while her tongue lapped at the shaft.
"And why are you so free? Don't you need to get any paperwork signed before I go?" I asked the grunt, trying to shift the attention away from the desk.
The grunt's eyes widened with sudden realization. "Yes! I do. But you told me to show Mewtwo around, so..." She trailed off, clearly looking for an excuse to get out of the room.
"So? What are you waiting for? Go and bring them," I said, my voice firm. The grunt needed no further prompting and scurried out of the room like a startled mouse.
Meanwhile, just as she left, Mewtwo hurriedly rushed toward me, and her floating body slammed into me with a hug, sliding the chair along with me a bit away from the desk.
"Ouch! I mean Whoa, what happened?" I exclaimed, genuinely caught off guard as my dick slipped out of the warm slimy embrace, while also getting a bit scratched by her teeth
This girl, who wasn't even keen on touching me in this form earlier was coming straight for a hug? Color me surprised.
Mewtwo buried her face in my chest, her voice muffled as she mumbled something about feeling so sad when she was away from me. Mid-sentence, she paused and looked up, her eyes widening as she spotted Cassie, still naked and now awkwardly waving from behind the desk.
"Why is this lady naked?!" Mewtwo demanded, her voice ringing with confusion and a hint of accusation. "And why is she hiding here? Didn't you say that she went away?" She looked at me, her eyes searching for answers.
I cleared my throat, trying to maintain some semblance of composure. "I will explain that. Ahem, Cassie, go dress up now," I said, my voice steady despite the chaos in my head.
Cassie hastily scrambled to her feet, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She quickly grabbed her clothes and began dressing, trying to maintain some dignity. The sound of rustling fabric was almost comical as she struggled to get back into her panties and stockings.
"So, Mewtwo," I began, trying to keep my voice casual. "You know how Cassie was feeling too hot, right? She was just chilling for a bit, trying to cool down. And then you guys came in, so she felt a bit embarrassed and hid underneath the desk."
Cassie, bless her heart, was nodding along like a bobblehead, trying to sell the story. I could practically see the thoughts running through her head: 'Boss sure knows how to bullshit.' But hey, it was working, so who was I to complain?
Mewtwo, being the polite cutie she is, turned to Cassie and apologized. "I'm sorry for disturbing your rest, Cassie."
Cassie quickly finished dressing, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. I could see the relief in her eyes when she was finally clothed again.
"Now, Cassie," I said, trying to keep the momentum going. "Can you please go and help bring those papers for me to sign? You know, the power-transfer ones?"
Cassie nodded eagerly, probably thinking, 'Hell yes, I'm out of here.' "Yes, Boss. Right away," she said, practically fleeing the scene of the crime.
Just as Cassie made her exit, I transformed back into my normal form, a damn good feeling to get in these young bones after experiencing the middle-aged crisis.
At the same time, Mewtwo's eyes drifted downwards, and she let out a curious, "What is that?"
I followed her gaze and realized she was staring at my dick, which was out of my zipper, still hard as fuck and pointing towards the heavens. Great. Just great.
How come it didn't get back inside after I transformed? Man, this thing is sure damn mysterious as fuck.
"Oh, this?" I said, trying to keep my voice nonchalant. "Its called THE DICK - the BFF every girl needs but never have enough. "
Mewtwo tilted her head, her eyes filled with childlike curiosity. "Huh? What does that mean?" she asked, her gaze not wavering from my dick.
I cleared my throat, trying to think of the best way to explain this. "Well, Mewtwo," I began, "this is the tool I use to massage girls' bodies from the inside and give them pleasure. I used it with you too earlier, but it seems you weren't able to realize it back then."
Mewtwo's eyes widened, and she looked at my dick with fascination. "Now that you say it, I do remember something going in and out of my butt when we were kissing," she said, her voice dreamy. "It felt so good~ But I thought that it was your fingers."
I chuckled, trying to keep the mood light. "Nah, that was all him," I said, giving my dick a little wave.
Mewtwo's eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she floated closer, her gaze never leaving my dick. "Can I touch it?" she asked, her voice filled with wonder.
Can she? Fuck yeah, why not!
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