Damn it’s cold out today! Julia thought to herself as she hurried from the parking garage across the street and into the building she worked in. Stopping by the mailroom on the main floor, she picked up her office mail and then grabbed a cup of coffee and made her way to the elevator to head up to the fourteenth floor where her office was.

It was indeed cold out that December morning – one of the coldest her hometown of Buffalo, New York had seen in some time. And the cold was only part of it; the wind blowing right down Washington Street in front of her office building only added to her discomfort.

She rode the elevator up to her floor, thankful she wouldn’t have to go out until it was time to go home. She decided that she would order lunch from someplace that delivered. Unfortunately, her coat was designed more for looks than warmth! Getting off the elevator, she crossed the hall to her office.

“Hi, Julia! It sure is cold out this morning!” the receptionist outside her office said.

“It certainly is! I practically froze to death just crossing the street to get inside here!” Julia said.

She went into her office and walked to her desk plopping the mail down on her desk and firing up her computer. As her computer warmed up and came on, Julia began checking the morning mail. As she expected, most of the mail from the Post Office was junk. She deleted or discarded all of the junk mail, holding back anything that looked important.

Then she turned to her computer and began sorting through her many emails. Most of the email was just spam and she was able to get through it rather quickly. This was her usual routine every morning before her boss Mr. Martin showed up in the office promptly at 8:00 am.

She could count on his arrival at that time – Jack Martin was an absolute stickler for being on time! She couldn’t remember the last time he was late for anything, so she knew she didn’t have much time before he would be coming into the office and he liked his mail sorted and ready so he could get right to work.

Actually, that wasn’t quite correct. Mr. Martin did have one particular part of his daily regimen which Julia was especially fond of. Just about every morning, Mr. Martin liked to start the workday with a morning blowjob – he called it “getting his head in the game”. She didn’t care what he called it, so long as she could get his “head” in her mouth!

As his personal secretary, Julia knew that Mr. Martin didn’t take any appointments or see any clients until he had gotten his morning blowjob and was ready to start the day. She so hoped he would be in the mood to be sucked off this morning.

Julia really loved the feel of his big hard cock sliding between her lips and crowding into her mouth. She loved the taste and texture of the huge load of cum that he would squirt onto her tongue. Actually, she loved everything about sucking him off, including the way he played with her clit while doing it, always making her cum just before his own climax.

Mr. Martin was a very generous boss and always made sure that she had just as much fun with these morning customs as he did. Usually, he is very interested, and she hoped he would be that morning.

Finished with the morning mail, Julia glanced up at the clock on the wall. “Crap! He’s going to be here in ten minutes!” she thought to herself. She was going to have to hurry. She had worn an outfit today just for him – another reason she nearly froze this morning on the way to work.

It wasn’t so bad leaving the house; her place had an attached heated garage so the car would be nice and warm when she got in it that morning. But it would be worth all the shivering and suffering once he saw how she had prepared herself for him.

The office had a private bathroom off to one side, a feature that Mr. Martin specifically looked for when establishing his offices in this building. Now Julia would take advantage of this feature once again as she slipped into the bathroom to get ready for her boss.

She slipped off her tight black minidress with a silver rhinestone waist belt and carefully hung it on a hanger on the foldaway hanger rack mounted on the wall. Under her dress was the lingerie set she wanted him to see.

She had just got it at her favorite boutique and was dying to show it to him. It was a red satin and black lace bra/panty/garter belt set and she looked stunning in it. She had gotten a new pair of thigh-top stockings and was wearing her silver strappy CFM shoes to finish off the look.

Dressed appropriately for the task at hand, she turns to check her look in the full-length mirror and then moves to the counter to put on her makeup. She knows that Mr. Martin likes the heavily made-up “porn star” look – dark eye shadow and mascara, a little more blush than she usually wears, and red shiny lipstick.

She makes sure her makeup is applied perfectly – he will find the smallest imperfection and will not be pleased with her. She smiles knowing that at times she has left some little minuscule thing for him to find and punish her with. She likes the way he punishes her!

But today is not a day for play. She knows he has important meetings today so it will be a work day once she has him satisfied. She is just putting the last touches on her makeup when she hears the tell-tale sound of Mr. Martin saying “Good Morning” to the receptionist outside.

Julia and the receptionist have worked out an arrangement that first thing in the morning she would try to engage him in a little morning conversation and thus give Julia a chance to get into place before he opened the door.

Hearing him talking just outside the office door, Julia rushes in from the bathroom and stands there in the middle of the room waiting excitedly for him to walk in the door. She stood there, feet together, hands clasped behind her back, her back straight, thrusting her tits out, and her head up with a big, beautiful smile on her face.

“Good Morning, Miss Taylor,” he said, as he entered the office.

“Good Morning Sir,” Julia replied, maintaining her position and smile. He hung up his coat and turned to walk towards her.

He stopped a couple of steps from her. “A new outfit, Miss Taylor?” he asked, looking her over.

“Yes, Sir. Do you like it?” she asked, trembling with excitement.

“I do indeed. Very nice. May I?” he asked to examine it closer.

“Please,” Julia said, more moaning than speaking now. He smiled at her eagerness. He reached up and lightly slipped just the tip of his finger under the lace trim of her bra, running down one cup and up the next as if feeling the material. But she knew he was toying with her. This was their game, the subtle dance they did as each tried to seduce the other into making the first bold move. His hand then grazed the front of her bra cup just hard enough that she felt him cross her hardening nipple.

“Turn around, Miss Taylor, and let’s see how your outfit looks in the back,” he said. Julia smiled and turned her back to him. Mr. Martin stepped up behind her, reaching around her and cupping her breasts in his hand. “Mmmm, very very nice. You look quite beautiful Miss Taylor. But then you always look beautiful for me,” he whispered in her ear. Then he tilted his head down and kissed her soft shoulder.

“Ohhh, Sirrrr...” Julia moaned. He spun her around and straight into a deep, passionate kiss. Julia opened her mouth, an invitation he wasn’t shy about accepting as he pushed his tongue into her mouth and found a playmate there. Julia sucked on his tongue as if it were a small cock, letting him know in no uncertain terms what was on her mind.

Mr. Martin, too, was thinking a few things. His hands dropped to her ass and he cupped her firm round globes, giving them a playful squeeze and a swat, bringing a gasp and a squeal from her in that order. She put her arms around his neck and held onto him, wanting the kiss to last until the end of the work day if possible. Mr. Martin was an excellent kisser and she was happy being the recipient of his attentions at the moment; she wasn’t anxious to share him with anyone.

But there was more to do that day than just devour one another. So, far too soon for her liking, he broke their kiss and she gasped in a deep breath as he pulled away.

“So Miss Taylor, what is on my calendar for today?” he said, smiling at her.

“Well, Sir, you don’t have anything pressing until after lunch. Then you have a meeting with Mr. Reynolds and Mr. Waterman about the new contract,” she said, trying to act professionally even though she was dripping from the kiss and fondling.

“I see. And what did we get in the mail today? Anything of any importance?” he asked.

“No, Sir, just some junk mail and advertisements for a new pizza place. Oh, and the new telephone books came in,” she said.

“Well, it would seem we are starting off slowly today. Since we don’t have any pressing matters to deal with at the moment, is there anything you would like to do while we have some time on our hands?” he said. Mr. Martin was fully aware of what Julia enjoyed doing whenever the opportunity arose, he let her know that his cock was available to her that morning, if she wanted it.

She smiled, happy at his obvious invitation. “Yes, Sir, there is,” Julia responded, kneeling on the floor between his legs.

Julia started by removing Mr. Martin’s shoes while he unbuttoned his shirt. He carefully laid his shirt over the back of his chair and Julia set his shoes on the floor next to the desk. Then she eagerly reached up to unbuckle his belt and unfasten his pants and started to pull them down.

He raised his feet to help her, and she tugged them all the way off and laid them out neatly on the chair as well. She then pulled down his boxer shorts slowly, letting his cock peek out over the top a bit before completely removing them. Julia smiled as his cock came into view and when the head was fully exposed, she kissed it tenderly, then pulled his boxers off him and put them on the top of the desk.

Standing there naked below the waist and wearing only his “wife-beater” t-shirt, Mr. Martin’s cock was fully erect and hard sticking up in the air in eager anticipation of what Julia would soon be doing to it.

Julia looked at it lustfully, watching it throb as if beckoning her. Mr. Martin’s cock was long and thick and she knew it would feel wonderful crammed in her mouth. She licked her lips at the thought of wrapping her mouth around her favorite sausage.

Before that could happen, though, Julia had to get ready herself. She removed her bra, freeing her breasts from their captivity. Julia was of average breast size, a respectable 34C, but they rode high and firm with very sensitive nipples that loved to be sucked on.

Julia loved to play with them while sucking the cock that awaited her, getting her wet between her legs. When her pussy was ready, she would moisten her fingers with that slippery wetness and caress her clit which always got her super aroused and horny.

Sometimes, if Mr. Martin was feeling especially horny that day, he would bend her over the desk and shove that beautiful cock deep into her pussy or ass and fuck her silly. Those were the days that made her love coming to work ... and cumming AT work! She hoped he would be in that kind of mood today.

She fondly remembered one particular Monday morning a few months back when he came to work in a terrible mood. Apparently, his ex-wife had called him that weekend and was bitching at him for something (he didn’t tell her what and she wasn’t about to ask him!) and he came to work so angry that he didn’t even say good morning.

He simply grabbed her by the hair, dragged her over to the desk and had “mad sex” with her. It was glorious! He fucked her so hard and fast and deep that day that she could walk right for some time afterward!

She lost count of how many times she came that day, she just remembers being pleasantly sore and completely exhausted by the time he had finished. He spanked her ass as he fucked her, both of which she truly loved. It was an amazing day!

But today it would be a long time before her orgasm came. With nothing pressing to do, they had time to enjoy their morning sex and she wanted to enjoy their private time together before the hustle and bustle of the corporate world invaded their solitude.

Julia knew just how he liked her to suck him and she had learned how to make those feelings last a long long time. She loved the fact that she could give him such immense pleasure and always did her very best to achieve that very goal.

Hearing him moan and then feeling his hot sticky cum on her tongue was to her the greatest reward she could get. She truly was his little cumslut and she was eager to receive her reward today.

She wanted nothing more than to get her mouth filled to overflowing with this man’s hot sweet cum, savoring the taste of it on her tongue, then feeling it slide down her throat and cleaning him of every drop afterward.