I blew my ex-boss during his zoom meeting

Once upon a time, I was in a dry spell. How? Why?! The world may never know. Lucky for me, though, a handsome prince (aka my sexy former boss Niko*) had recently reentered the dating pool (aka the fuck fest that is Los Angeles) and I thought he might be able to break my curse (aka give it to me good).

Niko lived close by and was the definition of Hot, Aloof, Tall Guy™️ you constantly say you’re over just to text your way back under. We’d transitioned our post-professional relationship into fuck buddy territory, which had waned to strictly friendship over the years. I wouldn’t say it was “desperate times call for desperate measures” on the Friday night in question, but maybe “horny times call for horny fuck friends,” so I licked my lips and sent out the ol’ “DTF?” text.

Niko was free that evening before dinner but about to hop on a last-minute Zoom meeting for his fancy studio executive job. Wiping my drool (I get randy over work stuff—the power turns me on), I saw an opportunity:

“Exactly how important is this meeting?” I asked. “So important you couldn’t possibly pull it off with a mouth wrapped around your cock under the desk?”

I was all lust and butterflies in my Uber chariot as I reread Niko’s final text to me: “Be quiet when you come in. I’ll be right there in the dining room and I’ll leave the door unlocked.” We’d timed it so he’d only have about 30 minutes left in the meeting when I arrived, figuring that was enough time to have fun edging without it feeling like actual torture (dry spell, remember?).

Holding back giggles, I walked up to Niko’s front door, my mint-green heels clopping against the glistening evening sidewalk. I love how L.A. gets crisp and cool at night—it perfectly hardens my nipples and lifts my tits, both of which looked bonkers-sexy in my teal bodycon dress. I paused and took a deep breath. I could already hear Niko on the call sounding so Daddy. This was it—we were really about to do this....

Like a slutty spy, I slowly opened Niko’s front door, immediately flushed with warmth as his eyes burned through me, my fantasy coming to life. Holy shit! There he was, all Daddy, putting in the after-hours work with his sleeves rolled up, glasses on, and a half-full whiskey sweating on a coaster just outside the camera’s view. It was almost impossible to keep myself from squealing. Fuck, I thought. This is going to be harder than I realised.

Looking down at the ground, I entered my submissive zone, softly setting my purse on a chair as I slipped off my heels and got on all fours for Daddy. As I started crawling toward him, he stopped me:

“Good girl. Stay right there,” he said, calmly and evenly so as not to alert the others on his call. “I’m on mute. Turn around and let me see,” he commanded, one eye on the screen and the other on me, his facial expression remaining completely neutral to his coworkers.

I was practically panting as I did what Daddy said, spinning on my knees to face away from him. Bending forward, I scooted my dress up a bit to let my ass bust out. This elicited a very validating grunt from the boss, confirming my instinct to go commando was spot on. I coyishly peeked over my shoulder to see the approval on his face before continuing my commute, crawling all the way under the table.

They were talking about an upcoming project on his call, the details of which don’t matter except to say that the whole thing was very interactive. In fact, as far as I’m aware, Niko didn’t have the chance to mute himself again the whole rest of the conversation. I had him right where I wanted him.

My view from under the table was spectacular: Daddy was all legs in his black jeans, spread open with his hard bulge waiting for me and the laptop’s light casting an alluring glow over my prize. Having him faceless, just a voice from above amid a focused conversation, made me want to deliver the best goddamn blow job of my goddamn life. It actually made me wonder why I ever give BJs under “normal” circumstances when this tension exists! I captured all the mental images I could as I undid his belt....

Covering my mouth with one hand to quiet my breathing, I ever so slowly pulled down his zipper, wondering who could hear and what they’d assume the sound was (probably anything but!). How the hell am I gonna get these jeans off without him looking extremely sus on the Zoom?!

I gave a tug and Niko graciously reached down to help me out. In one smooth(ish) motion, we got his pants down to his knees. Good enough for me! I yanked his boxer briefs down with much more ease—thank god, because I couldn’t wait a second longer to have him in my mouth.

At last, I put his dick between my lips and melted around him. I usually transform at first suck, lost in the special, inner calm that exists only in subspace, relaxing into the sense that everything’s gonna be okay because I have a warm cock from a hot guy filling me up. And this night with Niko was no different—I drifted away into peace as I slid down his shaft, his hips tilting up to tell me I was on the right path.

I circled my tongue around the head of his cock and nibbled him gently, easing up only when it was his turn to talk in the meeting. The meeting! I’d almost forgotten there was still a freaking live call happening inches above my head-giving head! Each time Niko was called on directly for his opinion, I had to swallow not only the dick but also my laughter as the absurdity of this whole situation had me equal parts gettin’ down and cracking up.

They’ve gotta be wrapping up soon, I thought after 15 or so minutes of delicious sucking, reaching a hand down to my pussy to play with myself. I was positively soaking—absolutely desperate to be taken and officially end my dry spell. And no sooner had I started circling my clit than Daddy started to say his goodbyes. “Perfect, I’ll wait for your email” and “have a good weekend” never sounded so good.

The second (and I mean the second!) Niko closed his laptop, I was being yanked up and out from under the table. It actually happened so fast, we almost snapped the computer’s charging cord in half in the process. Suddenly, all 5-foot-9 of me was slung over his 6-foot-3 shoulder, being carried down the hall toward his bedroom.

There were no more words; Daddy used them all up in his meeting. Instead, there was slamming—him slamming me into the bed, me slamming my fists into his chest as I primally pawed at him to fuck me harder, and his dick slamming into my ripe and ready pussy. Over and over, he pushed himself into me, giving me the pounding I so rightly earned and so badly needed. I became a blissful rag doll, bouncing only in response to his movement as I surrendered my body to my temporary keeper.

“Ugh!” I mewed, Daddy somehow understanding exactly what that meant: I was close and ready to be flipped over.

As Niko reentered me from behind, I reentered the heaven I’d missed so dearly: face down, ass up, pussy full, hand on my clit. It wasn’t going to be long now.

“I’m close!” I cried.

“Go,” Niko ordered. “Go!”

“I want you to come too!” I yelled, determined to finish the job I’d started.

His body responded, telling me it was time for us both to finish. His breathing quickened and he grunted like a man on a mission, taking me even more animalistically now. As his cock hit my sweet spot inside, I applied the perfect pressure outside until I had zero chance of staying tethered to this earth.

I exploded out of this realm and into the next, screaming pleas into Niko’s pillow for him to “Fucking fill me up!” and “Come inside me!” while my pussy juiced all around him. At the tail end of my climax, just as my grip on his dick started to relax, he thrust into me one final time and busted into the condom. I squeezed my muscles around his shaft, wanting to pull out every last drop.

This article originally appeared on Cosmopolitan Us.com in July, 2024.

Lead image credit: Mary Fama//Getty Images

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