"Grace, there’s a problem."
Having just changed into his uniform, Miles opened the door and called out to Grace, who was scrolling through her phone while leaning back in her chair as if thinking about something.
"Huh?"
At his voice, she promptly turned to him, and her eyes instinctively flickered to his pants.
"What’s the problem?"
The words drifted out of her mouth absentmindedly, falling silent as she stared at the problem.
"It’s quite eager, so it’s all pumped and doesn’t want to stay docile," Miles said, holding the eye-catching bulge in his pants as he walked toward her.
Grace followed his every movement, her eyes glued to his big bulge, showing just how deeply she had missed it. Although he had dealt with her using just his tongue and fingers, it couldn’t compare to the feeling of his cock inside her, dominantly ruining her while he pulled her hair from behind.
Grace’s composure melted like snow before a burning coal, and a rare smile spread across her lips.
"What a huge problem. Come here, bad boy."
Grace didn’t hesitate to leave her seat and go down on her knees, instantly reaching one hand to touch it and the other already grasping the waistband of his pants.
"Oh—hmmm."
She touched it and exclaimed, feeling the heat from it send a jolt through her body.
Inhaling with her nose close to it while rubbing the bulge, her other hand impatiently started to pull down his pants, and before he could say jack, the beast sprang up from its cage, bouncing ramrod-straight like a spring while pointing arrogantly at the face of its benefactor.
"Oh my goodness. Hmmmmmmm. I’ve missed you," Grace breathlessly said, reaching her hand to grab the dry, seething rod.
"Argh!"
Miles groaned the moment her hand came in contact with it. Her fingers wrapped tight around it like it was a priceless treasure while stroking it down to the base.
Her other hand didn’t stay idle either; it reached for his dangling jewels, rubbing them between her fingers as she stroked his dry shaft three times.
"Hmmmm."
She hummed at the pulsating feel of it in her palm and quickly leaned closer. Her mouth opened and her lips welcomed him. First latching firm around the tip of his cock, she impatiently guided the part of him she wanted to taste. In a second, six inches filled her mouth and made her cheeks puff at their limit.
"Hmmmmmmmm."
Latching tight around it, she used the moment to catch her breath and began moving her tongue to lubricate the pulsing, dry skin with her saliva.
"Arrrrgghhg!"
As a reaction, Miles groaned sharply, staring at the ceiling as he instinctively placed his hand on her head.
Burp! Gurk! Reverberated through the office as she sucked his cock like a child sucking its mother’s nipples.
The heavy and hard meaty feeling of his cock made her gnaw on it lightly while sucking.
Catching her breath, she stayed still and stroked the base repeatedly before holding it tightly and beginning to move her head back and forth in opposite directions.
"Mmmmmmmmmphh."
Slurp! Gluck!
Grace moved her head back and forth. One moment, close to a thick seven inches would disappear in her mouth as if devoured, and the next moment, she would pull back, exposing the thick, slimy surface covered in pre-cum and her saliva.
Slurp! She would swallow it and release a Glurk! sound when she reached the edge of her throat.
Moving back and forth, she quickly increased her pace, and so the slurp, gurk, and Arrggh sounds in the office multiplied.
Miles groaned, stiffly holding her head as she sucked his cock like her favorite popsicle.
Slowing down, she stared at him slutty-like and tightened her hold on his cock, then slowly pushed her head past the barrier, deep-throating an inch of his cock.
Tears rolled from the corners of her eyes, and her face cracked with submissive bliss that she wanted to fill her throat with his cock.
"Gurk!"
"Arrrgghh!"
"Ahhhh—gurk! Hmmmm."
"Fuck! Grace, I fucking love you. Arrgghh!"
The slow and monotonous way she held his cock in that tightness of her throat completely triggered Miles to the point of confessing his feelings—the height of pleasure where many great men had made great mistakes by promising a mansion, car, and even signing off their whole wealth to the woman.
Unfortunately, or rather fortunately...
Ding! Ding! Ding! Zzzzz!
Just then, the office landline rang, interrupting them from the bliss.
Miles and Grace both froze, his cock down her throat and her hands still on his cock.
After thinking about it for a split moment, Grace’s next action stunned Miles.
Being so money-minded, she actually chose to betray her source of income and resumed sucking his cock as the phone rang.
Slurp! Slurp!
The scene deeply stimulated Miles that he could feel himself already arriving at the peak.
The ringing landline stopped, and just when he was about to immerse his mind in the act of bliss, it rang sharply a second time, bringing Miles out from his trance so that he stopped Grace from deep-throating him.
"It must be important. Why don’t you pick it up first and we can have all the time in the world."
Miles smirked as he helped her up from her knees.
Though reluctant, Grace nodded, her lips and chin covered in thick pre-cum saliva while he stood with his cock covered in both. Fresh pre-cum drooled down.
"Hmmm. Hmm. Hmm."
Clearing her throat, Grace licked her lips with a smile directed at him before answering the phone.
"Yes?"
She barely said anything before the other line swiftly responded.
"Hello ma’am. We got a VVIP booked session, Tranquil Touch trademark massage to be precise. Client is here to see you, ma."
"Oh..."
Grace’s eyes widened slightly, recalling this was the reason she had Miles over, and quickly composed herself.
"...Yes. Lead them in."
As Grace spoke, she stared at his cock with reluctance. What’s more, knowing Miles, he was going to seduce this woman. Neither she nor Carolina had escaped his grip, so it was to be expected even if she didn’t want her reward for sucking him to be given somewhere else.
"What happened?"
Miles asked, even if he had already heard everything.
"Clients. They’ll be coming through the door any moment from now."
She hastily said, pulling up his pants while carefully bending his dragon back into its cage.
"I’m sorry," she apologized to it and did her best to cover him up, but the bulge still remained.
Clearly, anyone who took one glance at him would definitely see it.
Thinking about the fact that this client was coming with her fiancé, Grace gave up, not knowing how to hide it.
"It’s okay. I’ll stay in there, then after you excuse the dummy, I’ll make an entrance."
Miles grinned, leaving Grace speechless by how casually he could say something so sinister.
"Hehehe, don’t look at me that way. I’m a born villain; he’s just unfortunate for letting his soon-to-be wife enter my clutch."
Though he had no clue how this client looked, he didn’t care and planned to do it for the thrill of cuckolding her fiancé.
Click!
The door handle moved with a distinct sound, alerting Grace to glance at it as her heart skipped a beat.
The door was pushed open, revealing two striking figures that left Grace completely speechless.
A petite, slim, short lady held hands with a very tall, heavily muscular man who looked like he could easily crush her.
To come in through the door, the lady had to step in first, then the giant man had to bend and step in after, barely fitting through the door.
Summoning her years of experience, Grace managed to compose herself with difficulty and forced a smile at the two.
’Oh no...’ She suddenly recalled that Miles was next to her and glanced at her side to see nothing.
’Where is he?’
Stunned, she didn’t have time to ponder it because the petite short lady spoke up.
"Good day. My name is Annie and this is Max, my boyfriend." She beamed, squeeze-holding the man’s hand while glancing up at him at an 80-degree angle.
"We get this kind of reaction a lot and I have more or less gotten used to it. Right, Max?"
She asked the bulky giant, who simply nodded without being able to twitch his facial muscles.
Yet, such a reply was accepted by the petite lady, who then revealed just how much of a chatterbox she was.
"Oh, Max doesn’t talk much. We’ve known each other since high school. Aren’t we perfect for each other?"
The lady was wearing a bodycon maxi skirt that clung to her frame and a tight-fit top. She was slender at first glance, but at this moment she turned her ass to Grace and flexed her arm, which revealed her bulked muscles—her thighs and ass strongly shaped by frequent gym visits.