"Yes sir." I glance down at his desktop and then back up at him. I then walked around his desk.He still had his black suit trousers on, but his firm s...iff cock was hanging out of his open fly. I silently gasped at the sight.He was big. Much bigger than I previously thought he'd be. At least 7 inches long. He was pretty damn hard already too."Show me just how badly you want the promotion." He commanded."Yes, sir." I willingly obeyed. I slunk to my knees. "Under the desk, there's a good girl." He. In the beginning, when they’d first started chatting she’d checked out his Facebook and obviously gone through all his pictures and old statuses. She could see through all the facade of ‘happily married man’ type statuses and tagged at anniversary meal restaurants and family day outs… All clearly for outside appearances. No way would he message her the way he did if all that bullshit was legit. He was a good looking man, just her type although perhaps her therapist would tell her this. Then down her arms, she turned to face him as he pushed her hair over her shoulder. He brushed his hands over her neck, emotion clogged his throat. Almost everything was wrong right now. He never knew how he could have ever needed somebody as much as he needed this woman in his arms right now. He wet her hair fully as she turned around again, he leaned forward pressing his head against hers and wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing kisses softly down her neck and across her shoulders. ‘I. It hangs beautifully on her, her slight breasts just so, it contours at her round firm little butt, stops just above her calves. She's in her formal dress. She pulls on the matching satin gloves. She unbuckles my belt. Pre-cum pulses and makes a damp spot in my slacks. She unzips my fly, reaches in and Dani pulls my cock up out of my boxers. She strokes it gently with her finger tips, my pre-cum warm on my shaft and head. Dani looks into my eyes and begins whispering about making out with her.