Chapter 1
I closed the door to my tiny, walk-in closet of an office. What used to be a records storage room was now a records storage room and my office. Boxes, suto organized,filled the room. Somehow, squeezed into the room was a small, all-be-it-nice work desk and 2 of the most uncomfortable-looking chairs one for me and one for my secretary.
That was the real reason i took his job. To have my own secretary. I feel terrible for her. Cooped up with me in such a tight place must not be easy for her. I was so excited when told,"of the many pleasures of working in this department is having a personal secretary". That more than anything,is why i took the job.
I am not exactly sure why i had one to be honest. My workload wasn't the biggest. Never a fast typist myself, i could dictate to her. It made it even easier when rummaging though files. I could read off the required info while she typed.
But work was more challenging now. After three months of having the job, i was assigned the task of digitizing all the records. At first, the task excited me. Finally! This was my chance to empty the office of those boxes. Then I could request a desk for, but before finishing the thought, my boss broke the news that they still wanted hard copies of everything. They only wanted to add digital backups in case of emergencies.
So now, i was staying late. The stress was starting to get to me. I was so low on sleep i fell back into the chair and wanted nothing more than to sleep. With my head leaned back and eyes shut i weighed my options.
'Sleep here and have horrible back pain or drive home, risking falling asleep at the wheel. Garunteed pain or potential death?' While wrestling with these options my secretary walked in.
Sheetal was a tall with black hair primarily tied into a high ponytail. At some point in the day, some of her bangs had pulled loose side of her face. She wear white see through shirt and black pencil cut skirt. She still look young to me. Both of us are in our late twenties.
In response to my curious look she said" sorry i forgot my wallet. Took it out of my purse at lunch and never put it back"
I closed my eyes again and leaned back in my chair,still pondering if i was too tired to risk driving home. Right when i decided to risk it,it happened. 2 hands glided across my pants. I jerked my head up so fast it hurt. I gasped and reactively massaged my neck. At the same time, those 2 hands pulled out my cock.
"Sh-sheetal! What..." i exclaimed while trying to move. Unfortunately, my office is incredibly small, and i was interrupted by collapsing wall of records behind me. A collapse i triggered by my attempts to move away.
Instinctively i reached out with both hands to hold back tide of record boxes. Unable to move away or push sheetal away without burying her under a wave of heavy boxes and papers, i watched in a panic.
"Stop wha-what?" I stammered.
"Shh let me help" she breathed on me.
And before i could say another word she pressed her lips against the tip of my cock. All thought vanished as i stood there awkwardly with my pants down and my chest she rapped her mouth around my right ball.
Unawaringly i moaned in pleasure. She then moved to my other one as her small hand moved up and down my cock, excruciatingly slowly. I have no idea how long she sucked my balls while jerking me, but it felt like an eternity. Finally,she stopped and slid her tongue back up my cock. Her tongue circled around tip once. Twice. Thrice before..
"Ahhh" i breathed. Sheetal's mouth moved down down down to the end of my cock. I felt her throat as she sucked. Her lips were now at the base of my cock. If i had the mental awareness. I may have questioned the physics of how she could fit all of me in. Then, when i thought was about to explode. She pulled her head back up. Her teeth oh so gently gracing me along the way.
Her lips came up to my tip. My legs shook and she slid my cock out of her mouth. My brain finally started to turn on but before i could piece together a cohesive thought, she plunged my cock into her mouth. All thought was once again blissed out of my mind as she yet again went down, pausing twice before reaching my base.
After holding there for a few seconds she pulled back up with the plunging sound of a drain being unstopped. As she did so bands of a thick, white substance tethered sheetal's mouth to my hard cock. I stared unthinkingly as sheetal repeated the whole process several times. Finally, as i felt her lips and teeth reach my base. I could not hold it in any longer.
"Ahhh sheetal" i ejaculated. My cock pulsed and throbbed inside her mouth. It felt like she was sucking all the tension in my legs,arms,back, etc., out through my cock. Sensations i did not know possible ran through me as she slowly pulled her mouth down and off my cock. My tip bounced off her chin as she slowly pulled away, leaving a small strand of cum on her face.
Sheetal looked up at me with admiration. Her mouth opened for me to see it full of my cum. Then she closed it and with an unreadable expression, struggled to swallow it all. After a couple of loud "gulps" she opened and showed me an empty mouth.
Sheetal stood up, my hanging cock sliding against her sweater because there was so little space. With a peck on the cheek. She said "Thank you". Then she climbed over the desk, arranged herself, dropped her wallet into her purse and said "You should get some rest". Smiling, she walked out of our office, shutting the door.
Without realizing it, i dropped my arms, and a wall of boxes fell, pushing me into the desk. Despite the sharp pains where the boxes hit, i felt muscles relax that had been clenched for a mon
