The space under the desk was small and confined, just big enough for Samantha to kneel on her hands and knees, head brushing the underside. Thomas sat on the rolling chair in front of her, his legs spread and his half hard cock lying against his leg. Samantha licked her lips before shuffling forward. She placed her hands on his thighs and squeezed, feeling the tight muscles under his cotton slacks. She rubbed her hands up and down his thighs and enjoyed the way the muscles twitched.

Samantha moved her hands slowly up his thighs towards his cock. She slide one hand under the shaft and ran her fingers across the smooth skin. Her other hand wrapped around the head with her thumb resting against the slit. She felt a little moisture under her thumb and rubbed up and down then in a circle, smearing the moisture all over the head. When the head glistened, she gave a gentle squeeze and watched a drop of precum formed in the now unoccupied slit.

She licked her lips again as she stared at the drop but chose to ignore the cloudy bead. Instead she moved her hand further down his shaft, alternating between squeezing and sliding. Thomas groaned above her, his head fall forward to stare at her hands.

Her hand hit the zipper his cock jutted out of and she reversed her direction, moving back up, stopping just below the mushroom base. Another squeeze and her hand moved down the shaft again. The light pumping earned her another groan from Thomas and his fists wrapped around the ends of the arm rests.

Samantha scooted closer and leaned in, her mouth almost touching the head of his cock. She blew out a stream of air across the head, causing Thomas to shiver and his cock to twitch in her hand. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, extending it towards the now much large drop on precum collected in the slit. She looked up at him, meeting his eyes just as the tip of her tongue pressed into the underside of the head. She kept his gaze as she cupped her tongue and ran it up the slit, collecting the precum. She pulled her head back when her tongue reached the top of the head. She tilted her head back and scooped her tongue into her mouth and groaned as she swallowed.

Letting go of the arm rest, Thomas reached out one hand to tangle into Samantha’s hair. He gently, but insistently, pulled her head back towards his now fully erect cock. She smirked at him before lowering her face and taking the engorged head into her mouth.

She placed her hands back on his thighs and sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks causing Thomas to throw his head back and groan deeply. Releasing the pressure, she poked her tongue into the slit before sucking in hard again. Maintaining the pressure, she swirled her tongue hue around the head, massaging the underside of the flared head.

Thomas lightly pushed down on the back of Samantha’s head, urging her to go down lower. Samantha complied with the silent command and slowly slid down his cock keeping her tongue pressed into the vein running along the underside. Thomas groaned above her as she slid down his length. He dropped his chin to his chest to watch her decent and moved his other hand to join the first tangled in her hair.

“Gah!” He cried out as she reached his base and swallowed around him, causing her throat to constrict around his head.

Samantha pulled up until just the tip remained in her mouth and tongued at the slit before sliding back down again. As she descended, she sucked hard, causing Thomas to buck his hips and his cock to slam down her throat. Samantha gagged at the unexpected force and pulled back just enough to get air before plunging herself back down.

She set a fairly quick rhythm of bobbing her head, making sure to alternate sucking and swallowing until she felt his balls tense under her chin. She plunged all the way down his shaft, taking him as deep into her throat as she could and sucked hard. Thomas’s hips arched off the chair and his hands clinched in Samantha’s hair as he came.

“Mmmmm.” Samantha hummed as the cum shot down her throat and filled her mouth.

Once his cock stopped twitching, Samantha slowly slid back up his cock and released the head with a soft pop. Meeting his gaze again, she made a show of licking her lips, chasing down every drop of his cum she could find.

Thomas smirked back at her and pushed his damp hair back into place. The sound of his office door opening had him tearing his eyes from hers to look at the door. One of his male staff stood in the now open doorway holding a report Thomas had requested. With a smile, Thomas tucked himself away and pushed the chair back away from Samantha and the desk.

“Thank you Samantha.” He said standing up and adjusting himself through his pants.

Samantha crawled the rest of the way out from under the desk and stood as Thomas moved to take the report from the other man. She smiled at both of them before smoothing out her skirt and sauntering out of the office door.