It's been a minute...sorry
Bloom and Brandon- Under the Table
"You're going to have to be quieter than that."
Bloom bit down on her lip, tyring to suppress a moan as Brandon's hand was buried under her black skirt as her back was against the wall of his office.
"I can't..." Bloom gasped as she threw back her head, a soft thud sounding in the office that had mixed with the sounds of Bloom's heavy breathing and the soft squelching between her legs.
"You can."
"I thought-" Brandon's mouth landed on Bloom's neck, eliciting another moan, "I thought that you liked to hear me scream?"
Bloom could feel Brandon smirk against her skin and when he chuckled, she could feel his warm breath. But when Brandon ran his tongue up her neck and to her ear, Bloom let out a loud moan.
"I can't be quiet when you do that."
"Do you want the whole office to hear you? Do you want them to hear what we are doing in this office?"
"You are the one who called me in here and pinned me to the wall," Bloom replied.
"And you are the one who came to work today wearing this tight skirt. Your ass looks incredible and I knew that I had to have it. It has been too long."
"I came over to your apartment yesterday and we...mmmmm."
"We what?" Brandon teased as Bloom moaned.
"I begged you to fuck my ass again."
"Such a dirty little slut. Do you want me to fuck it again? I have the lube in my desk."
"In your desk?"
Brandon laughed, "The more that you wear these skirts, the more I want to take you over my desk and fuck every hole in your body. So are you going to say yes?"
Brandon's fingers circled Bloom's clitoris as his other hand unbuttoned Bloom's off-white blouse and pulled down her cream-colored bra, exposing her soft and rounded breasts.
"Yes." Bloom replied breathlessly, "Yes, sir."
"Fuck."
Brandon pulled off Bloom's shirt and threw it into the corner of his office and brought his mouth down to Bloom's breasts. He began to fervently suck at her nipples. Bloom's hands raised to the top of Brandon's head and ran through his smooth, thick, and brown hair. Brandon let out a moan of her own as she pulled slightly on his hair. He was in control and was the one to usually pull her hair, but she couldn't resist pulling some hair of her own.
As his mouth moved around her chest, Bloom could feel Brandon's teeth sinking into her skin. While Bloom loved that Brandon claimed her for her own, Bloom thought about how she would have to wear shirts around Sky for a while. That was the one thing about the sex with Sky that Bloom was thankful for, the lights usually stayed off and so did her shirt. Boring sex was the only reason that Sky hadn't seen the bite marks and bruises left by Brandon because Sky hadn't left a single mark on Bloom.
"My lunch break is almost over," Bloom smiled, "you might want to hurry up and fuck my ass while you have a chance."
"The one good thing about being your superior is that I can keep you for as long as I want. I can control your schedule and schedule as many meetings as I want."
"What will Hagan have to say about that?"
Brandon scoffed, "As long as the work gets done and profit is being made, I don't think that-"
There was a knock on the door.
Brandon jumped back and both he and Bloom looked at the door to make sure that they both weren't going insane. There was another knock, confirming Brandon and Bloom's worst fears.
Bloom felt her heart race and Brandon's eyes widened when they heard Hagan's voice from the other side.
"Mr. Gray are you in there? We were going to meet about the Zenith account?"
"Shit shit shit shit..." Brandon repeated under his breath. He looked at Bloom with her hair a mess and her tits out. While he wanted to continue with what he was doing, dread filled his head as Hagan was on the other side of the door and there was no way that he could keep him waiting.
"Mr. Gray?"
"Uhhh," Brandon ran over to the corner of his office and scooped up Bloom's blouse as she stuffed her breasts back into her bra, "yes, I am just finishing up lunch."
"Brandon..." Bloom whispered with desperation, at a loss for what to do.
Brandon looked frantically around his office and pointed to his desk.
"Get under the desk."
"What?"
"Under the desk," Brandon commanded, "now!"
Bloom grabbed her blouse out of Brandon's hand and clutched it to her chest as she scurried away from the wall and dropped to crawl under Brandon's large wooden desk. Making sure that Bloom had been tucked away, Brandon smoothed down his hair that had been tousled by Bloom and opened the door.
"Sorry about that, sir." Brandon said as he stepped back, allowing Hagan to walk in.
"Not to worry, I know that I am early. I didn't realize that you were still at lunch."
"No no, I just wanted to make sure that I had cleaned up before we had our meeting. But I am glad that you came early. Start early, finish early."
"Ah, but I am sure that you have heard that I am known around the office to be a bit long-winded. Don't think that I am not oblivious to office gossip. And I am not offended and...are you alright?"
"Me?" Brandon asked.
"Your face is red. And you look to be a bit out of breath now that I am thinking of it. It is the winter and we have already received a few call-offs today."
"I am feeling...fine, sir."
"Are you certain? The meeting can wait."
Brandon wanted to look back at his desk but knew that while the man was old, he was perceptive and Brandon didn't want to arouse suspicion about the half-naked woman who was under his desk.
"No, sir. I am more than willing to have our meeting as planned."
"Glad to hear that and that you are not getting ill."
Hagan walked past Brandon and into his office. Brandon watched as Hagan made his way to one of the leather chairs in front of Brandon's desk before turning to take and deep breath and closing the door to his office. He just had to make it through the meeting without Hagan being none the wiser that he was screwing his best friend's fiance and subordinate. Though Brandon never thought of Bloom as beneath him, unless she was physically beneath him.
Brandon made his way over to his desk and stopped momentarily as he thought about how he would sit and adjust his legs to accommodate for the space taken up by Bloom under his desk. Pulling out his chair, Brandon looked down and swallowed as he saw Bloom looking back up at him, her shirt still off and her hair still a mess. If it hadn't been for the fact that the owner of the company was sitting mere feet away from him, Brandon would have had many lewd thoughts going through his head. It was like a scenario from one of the dirty movies that he would watch as a teenager. But this wasn't porn, this was real life and his job was on the line.
Focus.
Sitting down, Brandon carefully rolled his chair closer to his desk, careful not to kick Bloom. Brandon loved marking Bloom but only intentionally.
"I am glad that you were able to meet with me today," Hagan began, "as you know, Zenith Industries is looking to expand into Magix and as head of..."
Hagan's voice began to trail away as Brandon's attention focused in on the woman under the desk. He had told himself to focus but he had meant on Hagan and the meeting, not on Bloom. But how could he not focus on her when she was nearly naked, under his desk, and just a few moments ago, she had given him permission to fuck her in the ass in his office. What the fuck would he have done if they had gotten to that point and Hagan had come? He would have been in deep shit. Metaphorically of course.
Focus.
"...I think that we will be able to make the Magix branch of Zenith Industries transition as seamless as possible if we are able to connect them with Saladin Financial. Will you be able to contact someone there?"
"I have connections with their CEO. His assistant was my former assistant and she is also a good friend."
Hagan smiled, "It's good to have a handsome and charismatic man like you on the team."
Brandon chuckled, "Flora and I are just friends. But I will get in touch with Saladin Financial. I am unsure if we are going to be able to hear back quickly as Helia will be away on his honeymoon for a while."
"Honeymoon?"
"He is marrying Flora," Brandon announced.
"Marrying the assistant, huh?" Hagan chuckled, "Should I hire you an assistant?"
Brandon scoffed, "No, sir, that will not be necessary. We were discussing the-" Brandon jumped when he felt something on his lap. He glanced down to see Bloom's hand on his crotch and her other hand with an extended finger on her lips. A smile was on her face as she looked up at him. What did she think she was doing?
"Everything alright, Mr. Grey?"
"Uhh, yeah," Brandon looked back up at Hagan, "stomach cramp."
"Did you have the sushi in the cafeteria?"
"Yeah..." Brandon lied but looked down again as he felt his pants become slack against his crotch. Bloom had unzipped his pants and he held his breath as Bloom stealthily pulled out Brandon's cock.
"Get the pasta, the sushi never sits well with me and the spinach ravioli is a safe choice."
"Thank you for the suggestion, sir." Brandon replied, "As I was saying, we were discussing the Zenith Industries expansion. I am going to contact Saladin Financial, is there..." Brandon gasped as he felt something move up and down his cock, "is there anything else that you would like me to do?"
"I also wanted to talk to you about Nims Gaming."
"Ah yes, my old roommate in college is the CEO," Brandon replied.
"My, is there anyone that you don't know?" Hagan shook his head and laughed as he leaned back in his chair.
Brandon closed his eyes as he felt Bloom's hand move up and down his hardening cock. Her hand was so warm and Brandon was doing everything that he could to suppress a moan. Now he was the one that needed to keep quiet and he was beginning to empathize with Bloom and her difficulties with staying quiet when he was moving his hand or mouth over her hot and wet pussy.
"There are plenty of people who I do not know, sir." Brandon replied breathlessly. He glanced down again and saw that Bloom was still staring up at him. His jaw clenched and he shook his head, silently telling Bloom that she better not go any further if she knew what was good for her. But she was already cheating on her fiance so it was apparent to them both that Bloom did not know what was good for her nor did she have the best judgment.
"Well, if you could get in touch with someone on the Nims team that would be phenomenal. We are hoping to help expand the brand into bigger stores and pull them off of an online-only platform. Potentially expand into merchandising based on their games."
"I think that would be a good idea..." Brandon knew for certain by the warmth and the wetness that Bloom had wrapped her mouth around his cock and it felt sinful.
"Are you sure that you are alright?"
"Yes, sir."
"You are sweating, son."
"I am fine. Please," Brandon let out a deep exhale, "continue."
"No, " Hagan replied as he stood up, "you do not look well. I think that you are coming down with the office illness. Mark Loggins looked just like this a few days ago."
"Stella..." Brandon said under his breath, knowing that Stella, just like how Bloom was now, was responsible for Mark's "condition".
"What was that?" Hagan asked.
"Nothing, sir. Just thinking that you may be right."
Hagan gave Brandon a soft smile, "I am going to leave you to finish up and then you can go home for the day. I don't want you getting anyone else sick."
Brandon looked down and saw Bloom's head bobbing up and down in his lap, her hair cascading on his lap and her pink lips wrapped tightly around him.
"I think I saw Ms. Sparks in a similar condition. I had a meeting with her before lunch." Brandon stated. Bloom paused and looked up quizically at Brandon. Brandon rolled his eyes before placing his hand on Bloom's head and guiding her to continue what she had been doing. If she had risked his job like this, he was going to cum.
"If you see her, you may tell her that she can go home for the day as well."
"Yes, sir."
Brandon made a weak effort to stand up, but Hagan held up a hand.
"Please, stay seated. Finish up and go home. I can see myself out."
Hagan made his way over to the door to Brandon's office where he opened the door and swiftly left the room. The door shut behind him and Brandon let out a loud moan.
"Fuck!" Brandon moaned as he backed up and while her mouth was still connected to Brandon's penis, allowed Bloom to crawl forward and out from under Brandon's desk. His hand stayed on her head, not letting her remove her mouth from him. "You are such a naughty naughty girl, you know that? I knew that you were a slut but I didn't think that you would suck me off when the fucking boss was in the room."
Bloom just moaned in response as she was unable to speak. She worked her mouth over Brandon and sucked harder and harder. Brandon fell back in his chair and threw back his head. Usually, it was Bloom that had been under the spell of his mouth and now Bloom was the one working her magic. Not that she hadn't before and this was not the first time that she had given him a blowjob in his office, but it had been the first and hopefully the last time that she would do so when the CEO of the company was in the office.
But Brandon had to admit to himself that he was glad that he now knew that Bloom could fit under his desk and could suck his cock. That would be handy for times when he wanted to work and also needed to blow off some steam. He wondered if Bloom could fit under the desk and stick her ass up high enough that he could fuck her as he worked. Though he was unsure if he could concentrate if she was fucking him because her ass and pussy were magical.
"That's it, baby. Suck my cock." Brandon moaned as he continued to help guide Bloom. "Make me cum. I want to cum down your throat. Are you going to swallow it for me?"
Bloom moaned in the affirmative.
"Good girl, now open up that throat because I am going to..."
Brandon held down Bloom's head as he came. He could hear the cum hit the back of Bloom's throat and he closed his eyes as pleasure flashed through his body. With Bloom, his orgasms were hot and explosive. It was as if he was burning and with Bloom, he would gladly be consumed by the flame. Everything about her was hot and passionate. She was warm and he wanted to always be with her.
Releasing his hand from her head, Bloom fell back and panted. She caught her breath as Brandon slowly got up from his desk chair and stumbled over to the small cart where a pitcher of water was sitting. He filled up a cup and brought it back to Bloom who was still on the floor.
"Here," Brandon whispered softly as he handed Bloom the glass of water.
"Thank you."
Bloom took the cup of water and began to drink. While she was always eager for Brandon's cum, she still needed to flush out her mouth. Brandon placed his now semi-hard member back into his pants.
"Don't do that again," Brandon said as he looked down at Bloom. She frowned and Brandon almost felt bad.
Almost.
"Sorry," Bloom whispered as she held down her head, "I got carried away."
"I don't even want to think about if we were to have gotten caught. Hagan is the CEO of this company and we could have been fired or worse, arrested for indecent exposure or sexual harassment. I am your superior after all."
"It won't happen again."
"Good girl." Brandon smiled.
He reached down and helped Bloom up to her feet. He placed a kiss on her forehead, his lips lingering for longer than he should have. He sat back down in his desk chair and set to finish out his work.
"Why did you tell Hagan that I was sick too? I feel fine."
Brandon looked up from his work and saw that Bloom had rebuttoned her blouse and was tucking it into her tight skirt, the same skirt that had gotten them into the predicament that they were in before they had been rudely interrupted by Hagan.
"Because after what you did, you don't think that I was satisfied with just a blowjob, did you? Oh no, you are coming home with me."
"Is that so?" Bloom crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Brandon smirked, "I told you I was going to fuck that ass and fuck it I will."
Sorry this was so short but let me know if you want a part two of this story sometime. I hope to be more active as I have so many ideas but so little time to type them out. Let me know what you think and keep sending suggestions!