1.2k warnings: oral sex (F receive), overstim, heavy smut written by a sudden urge :)
Jaehyun shuts the door.
His office is messier and more comfortable than Taeyong’s. The blinds are pulled down and the only artificial light comes from a desk lamp.
He leads you around behind his wide built-in desk, rolls his chair away and brushes a pile of mail back from the writing surface, clearing his desk.
"Have a seat," he encourages you, gesturing to the cleared spot on his table.
You carefully inch your bottom up onto his desk and scoot backwards, tugging the lower hem of your dress down to cover as much of your thighs as you can. Jaehyun flops into his chair and looks you up and down. Without warning, he rolls forward and lifts your shoes to his lap. You try to cross your legs but he catches your bare calves and stops you.
"You looked pretty excited with Mr Lee back there. How's your first day going so far?"
"Uh, it's... it’s not what I... I didn't expect you guys to—"
"The spankings? I know. I told them that was crazy.” he chuckles.
"Really?"
"Of course”
"Why didn't they—?"
"I got outvoted three to one. So... here we are."
"No, it's gotta stop! I'm not like, okay with it... sir."
"Well you seemed pretty lit-up when I saw you."
You look away. You can’t admit that to yourself yet, let alone to this gorgeous man holding your knees slightly apart.
"I think your body has different ideas," he continues soothingly, "about what it enjoys."
"NN-o," You shake your head, still unable to look at him. "No it doesn't. You guys are... you're my employers. You can't just..."
Jaehyun moves his hands to your thighs and pushes your dress back softly.
You tense.
"This all seems very strange to you, I know," he says quietly. "And since it's your first day, you're probably feeling extra sensitive but I think... what you need now is some way to calm your nerves."
"Wha-t?" you stammer nervously.
"This will make your whole day seem easier," he whispers as his elbows spread your legs apart and his face doves to your crotch. You slump backward, gasping loudly as his mouth latches onto your swollen vulva and sucks your clit and labia through the sheer panties.
"Oh Sir! What are you—? Oh... God!"
You claw at the desk behind you, trying to scoot away, but he pulls your hips firmly closer. His mouth attacks your pussy so adeptly that your panties may as well have been invisible.
You struggle but his hands bend your legs back until your feet are over his shoulders. You tip backward, onto your elbows.
Within seconds your neck slackens as your groin endures a flood of ecstatic sensations. It’d been ages since anyone had gone down on you, and after your gushing orgasm in Mr Lee’s office your body was well-primed for more.
Jaehyun takes a breath and yanks your underwear to one side. Then he immerses his tongue inside your folds, licking and sucking every millimeter of your bare sex into his mouth. You collapse completely and grab his head.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God..." you pant. He was obviously an expert at this.
His hands pushes your legs farther back, folding your knees to your chest until your shoes are inverted high above your face. Your toes curled-up tight.
He peels your panties out from under your and gathers them into a rope around your knees, enabling him to keep your legs pinned back with just one hand. His free hand then takes up a position alongside his chin, thumb extending to probe your labia. Moments later he buries that long digit deep inside you, rocking it back and forth while your clitoris grow inside the vacuum of his mouth.
Your body squirms against his face. Your tailbone lifting off the desk.
He shivers his mouth against you, slurping your folds between his lips while his thumb probs your narrow depths.
For you, each successive minute of this was more ecstatic than the last. Finally you let out a desperate and plaintive cry.
Juices from your interior mingle with his saliva and trickle down the crack of your ass. The tempo of his mouth and thumb accelerate.
Your fists ball. One against his desk while the other lodges itself between your teeth.
Your clit was being pinched between his lips and shaken. His tongue flicks like a rabbit's foot. Then he wiggles his index finger into the slippery ring of your anus.
You feel all your orifices tighten at once. His finger pushes deeper and wiggles further.
He chooses that moment to suck your clitoris extra hard.
You scream as the climax hits you. It arrives with the force of a rogue wave, crushing everything in its path. Your jackknifed body quakes and wriggles. Your breathing stops.
As you come, Jaehyun carefully squeezes a second finger into your ass. Still he flicks and sucks your clit unabated.
A string of wavering sobs burst from your throat. Your hips jerk under him. Fresh secretions ooze from you.
Finally you grab his hair and shove him away. It was too much.
He raises his face, sucks in a lungful of air and surveys your body.
Your outer labia was puffy and gaping. Your delicate inner petals are bright pink and awash in lubricant. The head of your clitoris held itself high, entirely too swollen now to fit beneath its narrow hood.
His fingers remained half-inside your slippery butt, gradually creeping outward.
"How's that for a warm welcome?" he asks through a greedily glistening grin.
You rock your head from side to side, unable to speak. Eventually you reach down and push his hand from your ass. He obligingly removes his fingers, but keeps your legs pinned back for a moment in order to watch your anus recover its pucker.
Then he releases your knees and sinks back in his chair. For the next dozen seconds he simply admires the sprawled beauty lying atop his desk.
Your slender legs are slack, draped wide apart. Your sandals are heel-to-heel in front of your butt. Your nipples pointing at the ceiling, having completely escaped your bra.
You try to sit up, but only manage to get to your elbows. Your eyes are half-lidded. Your feet slip off the desk and fall, drawing your legs somewhat closed. You gaze at him sleepily.
He stands up and closes the distance between them in a single step. You do not move other than to track his approach. He bends over, cups your face in both hands and pulls you into a kiss.
You’re so far gone you answer his tongue's probing requests with eagerness, kissing him back as though he were a newfound boyfriend. Your heart flutters in your chest.
None of this makes sense. Here you are, hooking-up with another of your new bosses, giddy after such orgasms. Anything seems possible now.
Because it’s only nine fifteen in the morning.
