“I guess he just has a thing for her. But I was left all alone…” She let go and the skirt hit the floor. “So I went up behind him.” She stepped forward, seeing Mr. Faehlmann reached for his belt. “I knelt on the ground like this.” Felicita lowered herself, maintaining eye contact with the Director of Marketing until she knelt right in front of him. He unclasped his belt. “And then I asked my Economics professor if I was allowed to please him while he fucked my friend.” His pants and underwear dropped down to his knees. Felicita giggled when his cock sprang up like a toy, pre-cum glistening in the office light. “He said no at first, but I pleaded again, and again…” She grabbed his legs and motioned for him to turn around. He did so, and squatted down, his ass was eye level with Felicita’s face. The sweaty smell of man hit her nostrils and she reached out in front of her. “And after I pleaded and begged, he finally let me please him. But after that day… I was never the same. I am a dirty slut… and I love servicing powerful businessmen. Especially men of business.” And Felicita finally took Mr. Faehlmann’s ass cheeks, spread them apart, smiled happily, and stuck out her tongue.
It was heaven on Earth. Felicita’s tongue touched his butthole and she could feel his body heat radiating. The musky stench burned in her nostrils, she screwed her eyes shut, but her tongue flicked up and down, searching for more territory to claim as her own. She opened her mouth and pressed her entire face into his ass, Mr. Faehlmann moaned loudly as the cute girl lapped up his anus. Her face was entirely buried in his ass cheeks, her head was spinning as her tongue went around and around and around. Mr. Faehlmann breathed heavily, still not believing that a super hot college student volunteered to lick his rim. She slurped up her spit loudly against his skin and pulled back a little.
“Oh my fuck, that’s so stinky! When was the last time you washed?” She couldn’t believe it. It was even better than she’d hoped for, his asshole tasted delicious! His hands were on his cock, furiously masturbating.
“Well I’m in an office all day, I usually take showers in the evenings. But it gets hot in here and I don’t exactly have a bat- OH!”
He was interrupted when Felicita plunged her face back in, pushing his body forward a little, making him have to grab onto his desk for support.
“It tastes so bad!” came her muffled voice, slobbering and going wild in his hole. It was so yummy, she loved it more than anything! Her fingers dug into his cheeks and pulled them even further, she was using all of her strength to be able to lick as much as she could! She pulled away again, letting go of his ass and licking her lips. “You’re a high ranking businessman, why don’t you take showers in the morning? Your ass is all sweaty.” Her hand went down to her phone, and she secretly took a selfie, loving that her make-up was smeared and he had a streak of red lipstick all over his asshole. Her fingers then went into her panties, and she flicked herself as her head went lower, she was going crazy and was about to have an amazing orgasm after rimming this guy. “You’re lucky I literally can’t help myself around businessmen…” Her tongue stuck out, and with expert marksmanship, she hit the dead center of his anus, forcing her tongue inside of him as she came from just teasing herself.
He cried out and came hard, his cock spewing shots of cum as Felicita’s tongue fucked him. His knees quivered, making him fall a little lower, only making Felicita’s tongue go deeper. Both of them were in heaven right now. Mr. Faehlmann took some time to finish pumping out cum, letting his orgasm roll through his body. Felicita’s pussy was drenched, her panties were basically worth less, and they both collapsed on the floor of his office.
Three months later
Benedict Faehlmann breathed a sigh of relief in his seat. The private dinner party of the Opfmeiher Soap company’s top executives was going well, and he had his promise to keep. Felicita was on her hands and knees after that day, begging him into getting her in on the biggest corporate party of the year. She promised she would clean his ass every week until then, and he reluctantly agreed. He regretted letting that slut into his office, now his sex life was ruined. She’s made him cum harder than his wife ever had, and he found himself looking at rimjob videos more and more in his free time. Why did Felicia have to show up to his office every Friday in a different lingerie outfit? Why did she have to be so hot!? Now she wanted…
He stood up when he saw Mr. Hess leaving the room, this was her chance. He went into the kitchens and saw Felicita there, patiently waiting with her skin-tight red dress on, hair done up and make-up expertly applied. She looked like a movie star, the only thing sexier than her ass in that dress was her breasts, the keyhole opening showing a delicious amount of cleavage. No college girl should have that much of a chest, it wasn’t fair.
“He’s heading outside, now is your chance.”
“Holy shit really?? Mr. Hess?? Thank you thank you thank you!” She jumped up and down excitedly clapping her hands, her breasts bouncing with her. She kissed Mr. Faehlmann on the cheek and ran out, her heels clicking on the tile as she did. Their deal was done. Benedict took his car keys and left the other way. Maybe his wife would eventually be open to discussion about anal play…
She ran out of the side door and into the alley, where she found Mr. Hess, the CEO of Vesta Global, the biggest financial group in the country, ending a phone call. This man was in charge of the company that determined the GDP of the nation, and even the Prime Minister himself wouldn’t dare cross him. Felicita prepared herself, and walked up to him.
“Hi, Mr. Hess?”
The man turned his head and peered at her. “Can I help you, Miss?”
“H-Hi, I think you spoke with Mr. Faehlmann earlier… I’m Felicita.”
Mr. Hess’ eyes widened, and then he smiled contemptuously. “That’s right, you’re that young thing that begged him to… Wow, You’re actually real. I’ve got to admit, I didn’t think you’d be a total smoke show. And you’re younger than I thought you’d be. Shit, you could be a model with looks like yours.” He put his hands in his pockets and faced her. Felicita blushed, and her pussy was on fire.
“Did h-he talk to you a-about why-”
“Yes, yes, Beni told me all about you and how you’d be here tonight. I’m going to be honest, I’m not interested.”
Felicita’s heart sank. “I-I’m sorry?”
“Yes, I know you’ve come here to offer to… what do you kids say these days? Eat my ass? I’m sorry to say as hot as it sounds I don’t think I’d be into it.”
Felicita’s world was falling apart. “B-But please!”
Mr. Hess put his hand up. “I’m sorry, but it wouldn’t feel right giving in to enable an addict. Even if it is an addiction that I’ve never heard of.” He started to turn to walk away.
“PLEASE!” Felicita reached out and grabbed his hand before he could open the door. “Please! Sir, sir please I’ve been dreaming of this for months since I’ve seen your picture. Yes, I know it’s a strange addiction but I only like powerful businessmen! Sir please, I’ve… I’ve been with Mr. Faehlmann for months only because I knew it would give me a chance with you!” Her eyes started welling up with tears.