Work's been crazy, we're all working overtime, plus with my stint as Santa I just want to head home. Nope, it's been "highly recommeneded" we attend. ...h hell, might as well enjoy some free food. I have no desire to see most of my coworkers outside of work. Well maybe 1 or 2 would look nice all disheveled on my bed, but not gonna happen. Still, I make the best of it. I wander around, chatting randomly with others and eating. Thankfully there's an open bar.The company's not very large, maybe. "Why, Chuck, I'm honored!" What, huh, ah, why?" I responded with my usual grace, style and precise elocution."You've got yourself a rather impressive hard on, young Mr. Brown," she whispered in my ear. I could feel myself blush from my scalp to my toes. My lips refused to form words.She took her head off my shoulder and stared into my eyes."Maybe we should do something about that," she smiled.She led me to her car. Her apartment was less than a mile away from the reception hall. Soon I was. Main baith gaya aur woh dildo pakad ke mere paas aa gayi.Unhone mere head pe hath rakha aur boli, “Mujhe dekhte hue choos is lund ko.”Main dildo choosna start kiya. Mam mere head ko pakad ke dildo mere muh mein aur ander push karne lagi. Kuch der tak woh aise hi karti rahi.Woh boli, “Acche se chooso, mujhe dekhte hue.”Dildo bohut bada tha aur mere muh mein adha bhi nahi fill ho raha tha. Woh mujhe kuch der tak waise hi push karke blowjob karwati rahi.Fir woh boli, “Chalo utho aur khade ho. I groaned happily, very excited my hot art teacher was stroking and spitting on my cock, and then to my amazement her other hand joined in the fun, and now she had both hands jerking my hard pole.Then she spat on it a couple more times, and soon her hands were like pistons, really tugging hard up and down eager to get me to cum."Come on Bobby! You've got be close!" she groaned"Nope!" I grinned back loving this moment."Fine!" she then groaned, and then to my amazement again, she knelt down.