She also has the naivete and innocence of a child.
The other day the CEO of our company, Roger Atkins, called her into his office. Roger is in his late 50s, but you would never know it to look at him. With his square-jaw, trim and fit, he appeared at least 10 years younger than he actually was. The only thing that might give him away was his salt-and-pepper (mostly salt) hair and white goatee.
Roger waved her in when she entered his mahogany-walled office covered in photos of himself with various celebrities and dignitaries.
“Come in, Dana, come in.” He came around his dark wooden desk with floor-to-ceiling glass windows behind it and motioned to a chair in front of it. “Please, have a seat.” Dana sat down and Roger leaned back against his desk directly in front of her. His angle gave him a perfect view down her deep v-neck sweater and the long, tan sticks protruding from her short skirt. He already had a hard on before she walked in. The view only made it worse. “Thanks for coming, Dana.”
“No problem, Mr. Atkins!” Dana said cheerily.
“Okay, look, first of all, please call me Roger. We’ve known each other how long? How long have you worked here?”
“Oh gosh! Eight years, I think.”
“Eight years?! Wow, how time flies. Calling me “mister” makes me feel old, Dana,” he chuckled.
“Oh my gosh! I…I’m so sorry, Mis…Roger! That’s not what I meant!”
Roger smiled and chuckled again. He waved a calming hand. “I know, I know. Just, please, we’ve worked together long enough. Please call me Roger.” Danna smiled and nodded her head. “So, listen Dana, I’d like to ask you a favor.”
“A favor? Sure, anything!”
“Great.” We’re about to find out. “You’re a team player, aren’t you, Dana?” She nodded her head. “And you want to see the company thrive, don’t you?”
“Oh, yes! I love working here!”
“Great. You’re a really big part of this company’s success.” That body really boosts the moral around here!
“Really? You think so?”
Roger nodded. “Oh, absolutely. But now I need to ask you to do something for me. I wouldn’t ask this of just anybody. And this is just between you and me. We don’t want anyone to get jealous or think I’m giving you special treatment, okay?”
“You have my word!” She ran her finger across her lips as if she was closing a zipper. “My lips are sealed!”
Not for long if this works! “Okay, here it is. I’m going to be completely honest with you, okay?” She nodded. Her eyes were wide. She thought for sure he was going to reveal company secrets. “Okay. There are several things going on right now that have me super stressed out.”
Dana gasped. She hated to see anyone in even mild discomfort. “Oh no! Why’s that? What can I do?”
“Okay. Well, maybe you haven’t noticed, but this whole Covid thing has really hurt the business” Not really! “Customers just aren’t buying advertising like they were before.” They’re buying more!
“Oh no! What can I do? Do you, you know, want me to be, like, a sales person or something?”
Roger shook his head. “No, nothing like that. But, it’s got me stressed out. And when I go home, my wife says I’m grumpy, which makes her grumpy. Which isn’t conducive to, you know, being intimate, you know? She said she’s sick and tired of me coming home grumpy. So, then, her attitude only makes me grumpier, stresses me out more. It’s a vicious cycle. See what I mean?”
“Um, yeah, sure, I guess.”
“So, all of that has me super stressed out. You don’t want me to be stressed and grumpy, do you, Dana?”
Dana shook her head. “Oh no! Absolutely not! Is there anything I can do?”
“Well, actually there is.” Dana was on the edge of her seat. “Remember, this is just between you and me. I can’t even think of asking anybody else because you’re such a team player. I can’t think of anyone better suited for this task.”
Dana nodded. “Absolutely! Anything, just name it.”
“Well…” He paused for dramatic effect. “One of the best stress relievers I know of is, well, sex.”
Dana’s eyebrows nearly flew off her head. “(GASP!) You…you want me to have sex with you?!”
“No no, nothing that extreme.” Not yet anyway. “But a good hand job sure would do wonders.
“You…you want me to give you a hand job?!”
“You’re a team player, aren’t you, Dana? You want the company to succeed, don’t you?”
“Well, yeah, sure…” she said hesitantly.
“The company can’t succeed if I’m all stressed out, right?”
“Yeah, I guess. (GASP!) Oh my gosh!” Before she could finish the thought, Roger had his thick trouser snake out of its cage. It was pointed straight at her only inches from her face.
Roger gently waved it at her. “So, what’d ya say, Dana? Will you help me out? Help the company? Be a real team player?”
Her dimwitted and overly kind mind thought for a moment. She hated seeing people in discomfort, especially if there was something she could do to help.
“Well, I guess one little hand job won’t hurt.”
Roger smiled broadly. “That a girl.” He watched intently as she raised her hand. She slowly, softly wrapped her long, thin fingers around his veiny shaft. “Mmmmm, that feels good,” he moaned as she started to run her hand up and down his shaft. The tip was shiny with precum. She ran the palm of her hand over it and again slid it up and down.
“My goodness! It’s so big! Does that feel good?” she asked innocently.
“Oh yeah, that feels great. It’d feel even better if, you know, it was lubed up a little bit.”
“Oh! Of course!” She leaned her face over the swollen tip and dropped a string of a saliva across it. It ran down the meaty handle into her hand. “There. Is that better?”
“Oh yeah, that’s great,” he sighed. I can’t believe she fell for it!
I can’t believe I’m doing this! Dana thought to herself. It’s so naughty! She could feel her body heat rise with every rise and fall of her hand.
A few moments later, Dana looked into Roger’s face. “Is it working? Are you feeling relaxed?”
He nodded. “Oh yeah, it’s definitely working. That feels great.”
“Are you close?”
“Close? Close to…what?”
“You know…finishing.”
“Oh! You mean cumming? Oh no, not really.”
“Am I…am I doing something wrong?” she asked, truly concerned she wasn’t pleasing him.
“Oh no! Absolutely not. You know what would help, though? If you took your shirt off.”
“Took my shirt off?! Oh my goodness! What if…what if somebody walks in?”
Roger smiled. “Nobody’s going to walk in.”
“You really think it would help?”
A crooked grin crossed his nodding face. “Oh yeah, absolutely.”
“Well…if you think it will help.” She released him from her grip, then reached down, grabbed the base of her tight sweater, and lifted it up and over her head, revealing a lacy white bra. Her breasts were spilling out over the top. The fine lace did nothing to hide her pink areolas or restrain her thick, erect nipples. Roger’s eyes widened at the sight. “The bra, too?”
Roger gulped hard. “Oh yeah, absolutely.”
She shrugged her shoulders. “Okay,” she said with the innocence of a child.
The straps slid down her arms and into her hands. She dropped it onto the sweater that was already on the floor.
“Whoa,” Roger muttered under his breath.
Dana began to massage and knead her fleshy mounds. “Do you like them?”
Roger hypnotically nodded. “Oh yeah. They’re incredible.”
“Tee hee! That’s what most men say. Wanna touch ’em?” He slowly reached out his beefy hand. “Mmmmmm,” she purred when his hand touched her hot skin. “Do you like them?”
“Oh my God, yes,” he panted. He got an evil grin. “Are you cold?’
“Oh!” she squealed when he pinched a nipple. “No. No, I’m not cold. Be…be careful with, you know, those. They’re kind of sensitive. When a guy does, you know, that, it makes me crazy. Oh!”
“So, does this turn you on, Dana? Does the feeling of my cock in your hand make you excited?”
Her face turned red. “Well, maybe a little,” she said with embarrassment.
“Just a little?” he asked with a hint of sarcasm.
Her face turned a brighter shade of red. “Well, maybe a little more. Do you…do you want me to go back to, you know, what…what we were doing?”
“Huh? Oh, right! Yes, absolutely.”
He could sense her hand had grown warmer and clammier just in that brief pause. He groped at her exposed flesh while she went back to the task at hand.
My God! He’s driving me crazy! All of this is driving me crazy! she thought to herself. A few more moments passed. She didn’t feel the familiar throbbing of man’s muscle before he’s ready to explode. “Are…are you close?”
Roger shook his head. “No, not really,” he said with a grin.
“Really? Most guys would have, you know, finished by now. Are you sure I’m doing it right?”
“Most guys? Do you jerk a lot of men off, Dana?” he asked with a slight hint of mocking.
“Oh! Oh no! Not at all! I…I’m not, you know, that kind of girl. It’s just, you know, I’ve done, you know, enough to know that a man, uh, you know, usually does it by now.”
“Well, I’m not most men, Dana.”
“Oh! I know! It’s just…I meant…”
“You know what would speed this up?”
“No, what?”
“If you sucked on it a little.”
“Sucked on it?! You…you want me to, you know, give you a…a…”
“A blow job. Yes, I want you to suck my cock. Yes, exactly.”
“Oh my goodness!” It looks so tasty! “But…but what if someone walks in?!”
“So, let me get this straight. You’re okay with someone walking while you’re topless and have my cock in your hand, but you draw the line at having my cock in your mouth. Is that it?”