Nibbling on her pussy lips, delving my tongue inside her folds, I worked every little trick I'd learned in the service of my vice president. I couldn't see Zoey - the blonde woman filled my sight, hogged my focus.
At last, our chief was picking herself up again, sitting back against the edge of her desk, and I wasn't sure what was happening. Had I performed well enough? Would this save our jobs? I just lay there in confusion as Ms Jenkinson stepped back, leaned up on the edge of her desk, and Zoey was now kneeling in front of her. What was she…
Oh, my.
"You too," our chief said to me, and Zoey was making way for me to join her between the blonde woman's thighs.
It wasn't the easiest thing to perform, though after a few moments we found a position whereby one or other of us licked and sucked towards the bottom of Ms Jenkinson's pussy, with the other sucking on her clit, our faces positioned almost as though we were kissing each other between the blonde woman's nether regions, except that we tilted our heads a little sideways to pair up on our CEO's pussy,
It was hot to see my Zoey worshipping her boss as I usually worshipped her. So sensual, so soft and graceful - I felt there were lessons I could learn. But there was something about it that did slightly unsettle me. As we continued to service our chief, Zoey having to hold back her hair to keep it out of the way, I was getting the idea that what Zoey was trying to prove to her chief executive was that although she was having fun with me outside office hours, I did not mean everything to her.
That hurt, although I knew it was still early days in our relationship.
There was jealousy inside me, I realized, feeling a touch pathetic about it. Somehow, the sense that I meant nothing to her felt worse to me than even when she'd been with Brandon. At least with him, I had the sense that she didn't love him. She'd dated him for a long while, and saw him as nothing more than a physical lump on which she could get herself off, only to enjoy an orgasm if I happened to be watching.
With the elegantly sweet Ms Jenkinson, even trying to affect a neutral expression, it appeared to me that Zoey was somewhat enamored.
Her hands on both our heads, Ms Jenkinson was getting really wet from having us wrestling each other's tongues via her pussy. I tried smiling at Zoey, as if to gauge whether she was really okay, but she remained in a neutral expression.
Was she all right?
Ms Jenkinson gently patted our heads to end our combined cunnilingus, and told me to lie down on the floor again.
Then as she told Zoey to hold my cock up for her to ride on, I did hear a little gasp from my head of department.
Ms Jenkinson smiled, as though this had always been her number one goal, to find the point at which she could genuinely test the devotion of Zoey Schoenberg.
Perhaps there was a limit. Perhaps there would come a moment where it all proved too much for my cocoa-haired goddess. But I didn't have the luxury of waiting to find out. I lay down as ordered.
Ms Jenkinson now paced around us as Zoey knelt next to my right hip and started slowly pumping my cock again, ensuring I was fully hard. The chief really was an incredible sight, and must have virtually lived in the gym, looking nothing like how I would imagine a 40-something might appear.
Zoey held up my cock, as though inviting the CEO to try it.
And our CEO straddled my hips, her knees either side of my waist as she lowered her behind towards my lap, looking back to watch as Zoey now manhandled my erection, rubbing the tip over Ms Jenkinson's hot flesh.
Was she really going to push my manhood inside another woman's pussy?
"Mmm..." Ms Jenkinson purred for a few moments as Zoey caressed her boss's velvet buttocks and slippery pussy with my cock. Then she looked at her employee and said to her: "Top drawer, Zoey. There's a good girl."
Zoey nodded, and hopped up to scamper over to the desk drawer to which Ms Jenkinson referred. While we waited, my blonde conqueror pressed her hot pussy down against my shaft, sitting on it, pressing it up against her pussy lips and mound.
I saw Zoey return to us, but wasn't sure what she was doing until I felt Ms Jenkinson lift up from my hardness, and Zoey's hands pull it up towards her before enveloping me in her mouth.
Oh, God, she was rolling a condom down my cock. Preparing me to be fucked by her boss.
Ms Jenkinson gazed down at me with those big blue eyes, and I thought, are you really going to do this? Are you really going to order your devoted disciple to present her man's own cock for you to take inside you?
Now I felt Zoey's fingers curling around the base of my cock, and she was pressing my sheathed tip up to Ms Jenkinson's smoldering pussy once again - but this time, she was stroking it around her boss's inner pussy lips, and then stuffing me inside her CEO's tight vagina to be engulfed by her intense heat.