“Please … Please stop doing that.”
“Awe - but the big alpha male lawyer is reacting so well to his new triggers.”
I tried to unlock the door again, but she just started blowing a bubble, and I was pressed back into the seat. I couldn’t see it, but I felt it. Soft and sticky, and sweet, and every time it touched me it felt more pleasurable than the last.
Then just when I thought I was going to ‘Pop’ she brought it into her mouth, and I felt her mouth around me. My hips arched and I thrashed about.
“It’s cute how you thought my liking pink made you better than me. You were so manly and assertive about it. You called me ‘unprofessional’.”
And then she started blowing another one. Larger and larger, I was pressed back I felt like I might be crushed to paste.
And I just wanted to cum before that happened.
In it went again.
She giggled “You know what’s unprofessional? Being in a car with an intern, leaking all your power out the front of a $5,000 suit. That’s just downright … humiliating … isn’t it?”
She didn’t blow a bubble. She just arched an eyebrow.
I whimpered out a ‘Yes’.
“You know what’s really humiliating? You expecting Alexandra to get you coffee in the morning. She’s a lawyer man.”
She blew another bubble … God, it felt like I was just about there. Maybe if I came it would break this spell she had me under.
She inhaled it, and started chewing.
“Or chewing out Denise in public for not correcting a citation you made in your brief. That’s not her job, she’s just usually good at that. It was your fuckup.”
Oh God, her fingers were in my lap.
And she was blowing another bubble! With her fingers and the pressure, god, surely I could come, please …
No, please not again …
“You just made partner, and you sent Robin out to get you a sandwich on her break? That’s not well, I guess the deli was kosher, but that wasn’t.”
She was moving on top of me. Little thrusts of her hips in my lap. I tried to hold her hips, or my hips, still, but she was in complete control.
“Of course, all that was genius compared to dressing down a woman that got her PhD in Psychology at 17, just for wearing pink. That might have repercussions. But I talked to the other girls about it, and we decided this could be handled in house. No need for HR to be involved at all.”
She was blowing another bubble, and it was bigger and bigger, and her hips were shimmying and …
It popped. On my face. I felt like a was having a seizure. She was sitting and smirking at me the whole time. The suit was soaked. My best suit, my suit I bought when I made junior partner.
She opened my door, oh thank god it’s over, I’ll be good I swear I won’t …
She spat out the remaining gum and stuck it to my forehead.
“Keep your eyes on my ass and follow me.”
I did, helplessly. Gum on my face. I couldn’t even say where we went, but my credit card paid for the suite.
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Epilogue: I went back to work Monday, and despite my fears, everything was the same.
Almost.
All the candy dishes had a healthy supply of Big Pink Super Bubble gum™. Biggest Bubbles.
But no humiliation. A few giggles from the intern and other female staff.
And I got a visit from one of the Senior partners. A frankly uncomfortably sexy older woman that shall remain nameless. Former model.
I was halfway through my six month review before I suddenly realized … Every senior partner I had seen could be described that way. Most of the full partners.
The review went … well actually. According to her, the staff like me.
“And that’s it for your review. You’re not the best lawyer I’ve seen, but you might be the best contract attorney I’ve seen at your age, and I think you’ll make partner. So, see you again in six month. Mind if I steal candy?”
“Of course not. I mean, it’s your candy.”
“Thanks, I love these. I’m glad Jenny convinced me to include them.”
It was the bubblegum of course.
Wait - “Uh, Jenny?”
“The blonde intern. That’s my granddaughter. Don’t tell anyone, she’s studying gender dynamics. She thinks we’re a fascinating case study.”
I must have gone pale. I couldn’t tell her it was less from fear than from feeling a blowjob from my bosses bosses boss from five feet away.
She popped her first bubble. I suppressed a moan. Successfully. I think.
She got up to leave but stopped at the door. She stared at me for a moment. Chewing.
“Oh, one last thing. For fun we’re instituting Pink Fridays. If you don’t wear something pink, the staff gets to provide something for you.”
She arched an eyebrow. “I’ve already seen what Jenny has picked for you; If you don’t want to find out I’d find a pink tie by Friday. If she hasn’t already bought every one in the tri-state area.”
Then she casually took the gum out of her mouth and stuck it on the door frame, winked at me, and sauntered out.
It felt like she had stuck a camera there.
Watching me.
I started searching for pink ties.
Everyone was out.
This is hot as hell!
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