At His Instruction(6)

I heard the creak of leather as the man sat down across from Mr. Drake. I laved the bottom of his erection slowly so I wouldn’t make any slurping noises. His cock gave a little jump in my mouth, and I glowed inside, knowing how much he was loving this from his body’s reaction.

“You have no idea. You?”

“Good, good. But we didn’t come here to exchange pleasantries, did we?”

There was something very familiar about that voice. It had a sarcastic edge to it that I remembered from… somewhere. I relaxed my throat and leaned down, taking as much of him as I could into my mouth. Mr. Drake’s thigh tensed against the side of my face.

“Fair enough, Lex. What have you got for me?”

Lex. The business partner. I wondered what he’d think of Mr. Drake if he knew what was happening right under his nose. My pussy leaked onto my thigh at the thought of him, just a couple of feet away, oblivious to the naked woman sucking cock beneath the desk.

There was a slap as a stack of paper fell onto the desk.

“Our projections look like they were wrong, Chase. Earnings were down, but not enough to worry about yet. It’s probably just the economy catching up to us.”

“How much… how much are we talking about?”

I suppressed a giggle under the desk. I’d just sucked one of his balls into my mouth, rolling my tongue over it before moving to the other, making him skip a beat. I was impressed that Mr. Drake was keeping it together so well. It felt like sweet revenge for making me wear that vibrator to his party. I never thought torturing him would feel so good. He did ask for it, after all.

“Like I said. It’s nothing to worry about. Here are the figures if you’d like to look through them later. We’re just down a percentage or two instead of the growth we’d hoped for.”

Mr. Drake grunted, either in displeasure at the news, or because I’d just taken his length all the way into my mouth again, and was busy quietly pumping up and down, running my tongue over the bottom ridge the whole way.

His hand reached down and grabbed my braid, holding me onto him. The tip of his cock hit the back of my throat, and I breathed through my nose, willing myself not to gag. He tensed, and then he was cumming, his saltiness filling my mouth. I suppressed a groan and swallowed greedily, drinking him in.

“Thank you for gathering those numbers, Lex. If I have any questions, I’ll give you a call.”

Boy, was he smooth. He was cool as a cucumber, even after what felt to me like an intense orgasm.

There was a sharp rap at the door, then the sound of it swinging open before Mr. Drake could say ‘come in.’

“There you are, Chasey,” a female voice cooed. “Your secretary wasn’t out there, so I just let myself in. I hope I’m not interrupting.”

Chasey? I sat back, releasing Mr. Drake from between my lips, and listened hard.

“Veronica? What the hell are you doing here?”

The coldness of Mr. Drake’s tone made me relax a little. I just hoped he wouldn’t have to go anywhere, considering what we’d just been doing.

“Now, now, Chase,” Lex teased. “Is that any way to talk to the future Mrs. Drake?”

I sat up with a start, bumping my head on the bottom of the desk. I winced silently. Did he just say what I thought he said? A feminine giggle masked the sound, making the hair on my neck stand on end. Suddenly, the cuffs on my wrists chafed, and I wished I were anywhere but here.

“It’s okay. You know how he gets. He’s just a cranky puss, aren’t you Chasey?”

If I had to listen to this for too much longer, I was in danger of puking on Mr. Drake’s shoes. Who was this woman?

“Please, Veronica. Now isn’t a good time.”

His tone was dark. Forceful. But from the sound of her grating laugh, it had no effect on this Veronica.

“It’s never a good time! I’m not leaving until you agree to join me for dinner at your parents’ house tonight. They invited us, but said you haven’t returned any of their calls, you naughty thing.”

I wanted to growl in frustration, trapped like a naked rat under his desk. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be hearing these things.

An exasperated sigh met my ears.

“I have some things to wrap up here, Veronica, and then can meet you downstairs. We’ll discuss it there. Lex, if you’ll please escort her to the lobby?”

There was the sound of shuffling paper, and Mr. Drake tapping a pen on the desk impatiently.

“Always a pleasure Chase,” Lex said.

There was the sound of a huffy female sigh, then footsteps. The door clicked shut and silence filled the office. Mr. Drake waited for a few moments before tucking himself back into his pants and sliding his chair back.