No one will look up from the street while I fuck you until you come against the glass. No one will know if you sit naked under the table and swallow m... once, twice, while I take a conference call.And so it went, my intern gratefully accepting my attention, until I came with a shudder that threatened to double me over.The next day was hot, windless, and filled with an urban humidity that made going outside a special kind of ordeal. I pulled on a t shirt and a pair of old shorts and settled in. “Who built the units for the 6608 contract? Customer’s made a design cock up and they all need modifying at their site or they will miss their delivery date,” I asked. “Anton did? Okay, can he be spared to go to site next week? Yes, it will be me going as well—it’s a big contract and we need to look after them.” I couldn't believe my luck. A tool kit was bought for him, the parts needed for the conversion sent directly to the customer and I picked a bleary-eyed Anton up on a misty Wednesday. He took a hold of my shaggy hair and started to lightly fuck my mouth. I stopped moving myself as he was getting his own rhythm. In and out, back and forth and fast and slow. He would push his dick as far as it would go, hold it for a few seconds, then pull out. He stood up from the chair and pulled my face back to his crotch. He was in control of my mouth, and I could tell he was loving every second of it. Yeah baby, yeah. he moaned. Mmmmm, suck it baby… you know you want my cum. MMmmm hmmmm. “Are you ok Sophie?” My mom asks, I panic for a moment thinking she had somehow been able to sense what I was thinking about but I know that is ridiculous so I quickly decide to make up a story so I can leave the table, retreat to my bedroom and take care of all the things I’m feeling right now.“I’m a little tired and not feeling too good.” I tell my mom and instantly she starts making a fuss asking about my symptoms trying to diagnose what is wrong with me, “mom I’m ok, I just need some.