Alexandra was dressed up. Her hair smelled of shampoo, and was brushed so that it was parted down the middle, leaving wavy strands of blonde hair to fall around her shoulders. She had put on blue eyeliner to draw even more attention to her blue eyes. Her lips glistened with a sensual application of red lipstick. The light cotton dress was all white, which highlighted Alexandra's tanned flesh.
"Miss Wolfe?"
Alexandra looked up from her seat in the waiting area at the bank.
"Yes," she said. "I'm Alexandra Wolfe."
"I'm sorry, but Mr. Powers is unable to see you at the moment. However, you can see Mr. Burns, if you'd like."
"Who's he?"
"Mr. Burns is the vice president of our bank. I'm certain he can help you with whatever you need."
"May I see him?"
Alexandra was led to a glass-walled office toward the rear of the bank. The office, Alexandra noted, allowed Mr. Burns to oversee his employees while remaining away from them. Alexandra was well aware of how hierarchy worked in the military, but it was mildly surprising to her to find it worked in very much the same way at a bank.
"It's good to meet you, Miss Wolfe," the vice president said, walking around his desk as Alexandra was led in. He extended his hand and Alexandra shook it. "Please, have a seat and we can talk."
Alexandra took one of the two chairs that faced his desk. She crossed her legs at the knee and pulled her dress a little higher on her thighs. It couldn't hurt to show the bank's vice president a little, she thought. For a moment she pondered the effect it would have on a man like Burns if she should hike her dress up and reattach the garter straps to her white silk stockings. He'd probably cum right in his pants, Alexandra thought.
Burns folded his hands on the desk and leaned forward. He had a smile on his face, and Alexandra hated him for it. He said, "Now what can I help you with?"
Alexandra took her time, carefully describing how payments from her father and other neighbors had mysteriously been lost at the bank, or delayed so that they appeared to be late. Alexandra explained that she wasn't going to accept this kind of treatment from a bank, or from anyone else for that matter. She stated that the harassment was, going to stop, and it was going to stop immediately.
When she was finished, she looked straight into the vice president's eyes and said, "Those are the fads, Mr. Burns. It's as simple as that."
"Well, those are what you call the facts. The bank sees the facts differently. We see your father, and his neighbors, as people who owe this bank money and are consistently late on making their payments. And furthermore, the only way you'll ever get this issue resolved is if you speak with Mr. Powers, this bank's president, about it."
"Fine. Let me talk to him."
Mr. Burns smiled in an ugly, abusive way. "The only way you can see Mr. Powers is if I let you see Mr. Powers. Now tell me something, Miss Wolfe, why should I let you see him? What's in it for me?"
Alexandra glanced over her shoulder, looking through the glass to the interior of the bank. There were too many people working and milling about for her to do much of anything without drawing attention to herself. Fortunately, the glass walls of the office started at about waist high. Below that was fine, highly polished oak paneling. If she was on her hands and knees, she couldn't be seen.
Alexandra's icy blue eyes bore into Mr. Burns. As she looked him straight in the eyes, her fingertips were pulling the hem of her white dress above the tops of her, stockings.
"I can be good to you!" Alexandra whispered. Her mind was spinning, working smoothly, clicking off the possibilities of what she could do to the bank vice president without being seen by any of the employees or customers. "Mr. Burns, if you let me see Mr. Powers, I promise you that I'll be very, very grateful!"
Mr. Burns' eyes got wider. He looked down at Alexandra's legs and she uncrossed her knees. She spread her legs and slipped her right hand between her thighs, touching the pink lips of her cunt through her white bikini panties. Mr. Burns sighed softly when he saw Alexandra begin massaging her pussy, working her fingertips in a circular motion over her cunt.
"How grateful?" he asked in a quivering voice.
"So grateful that I'd give you the best blowjob you've ever had in your entire life. That's how grateful I'd be."
"Talk is cheap, Miss Wolfe. Action speaks louder than words."
Alexandra pretended to drop something. Bending down to pick up the imaginary object, Alexandra slipped off her chair onto the floor. She stretched her body out flat, feeling the carpet scrape against her nipples through her dress. Warm tingles came from her nipples, seeping throughout Alexandra's curvy body. She realized that her nipples had grown hard and erect. It was not the creep, Mr. Burns, who excited her, it was the danger of sucking him off with so many people around who could catch her in the act. She was going to suck Mr. Burns off, taking his cock into her mouth to work her lips on his prick until he squirted his cum down her throat. She'd do it and enjoy it because it was a daring adventure, not because Mr. Burns was handsome or erotic.
Crawling on her belly, Alexandra moved as swiftly as she dared around the desk, until she was beside Mr. Burns.
"Get under the desk," the vice president said. "And you'd better suck cock as good as you say you do, Miss Wolfe. I can back out on our deal any time I want to."
"I'm the best cock-sucker in the world," Alexandra said saucily, secure in her ability to make any man enjoy one of her blow-jobs.
Alexandra waited until Mr. Burns had moved out of the way before she crawled under the brightly polished oak desk. She curled her legs beneath her, spreading her knees wide apart. She felt her clit begin to tingle, and it bothered her a little because she didn't want to get turned on by being with a man like Mr. Burns.
Alexandra's hands moved with ease as she unbuckled Mr. Burns' belt and opened his slacks. He raised his hips for a second and in that time, Alexandra tugged his pants down to his ankles. She was not disappointed when she pulled his underwear down and saw his cock for the first time. Mr. Burns' prick wasn't overly large, but it wasn't small, either. It would be a nice morsel of cock-meat for her to satisfy her oral cravings with.
"I'm going to suck you dry!" Alexandra whispered, speaking just loud enough so that Mr. Burns could hear her, but so her voice wouldn't carry out of the glass-walled office. "And when I'm finished with you, I'm going to fuck your boss until he can't see straight!"
Alexandra opened her lips and took the cock head into her mouth. She curled her tongue around the soft shaft of Mr. Burns' prick as the meat began twitching and growing. It took only a couple seconds for Alexandra to suck Mr. Burns' prick into a raging hard-on that filled her mouth completely.
"Mmmmmmm!" Alexandra moaned, determined to give the bank's vice president the best blowjob he'd ever had in his life.
When Alexandra pulled her head up, holding just the tip of the cock-head between her lips so that she could flick her tongue against Mr. Burns' pinhole, her head bumped against the underside of his desk. Alexandra cooed sultrily, finding herself getting more turned on than she had ever expected to. It was exciting to her to have her lips wrapped around a man's cock while she could get caught, at any moment, by many people.
"Ohhh! Very, very nice!" Mr. Burns sighed, speaking the words loud enough so that only Alexandra could hear what he was saying.
Sitting on the backs of her high-heeled shoes, Alexandra spread her knees wider apart. Her dress pulled up to the tops of her thighs. She slipped her right hand between her legs, hiking her dress higher still, and touched the tingling lips of her cunt through her panties. The heat and wetness of her pussy could be felt, and Alexandra shivered with delight. She threw her face down, gulping Mr. Burns' prick into her mouth until his cock-head was wedged into her throat, moaning her approval of the meaty invasion.
Alexandra struggled with herself to relax her throat muscles, and she was pleased when her lips slipped down the last couple inches of Mr. Burns' bone-hard prick. Holding all of his cock in her mouth and throat, Alexandra twisted her face around, rubbing his balls with her chin. She continued to deep-throat the bank vice president's prick as she worked her finger inside the leg-hole of her panties and thrust it between her wet, itching cunt-lips.
"Mmmmmm!" Alexandra moaned, pulling her head up to take the cock out of her throat. She sucked wantonly on the prick-tip, dancing her tongue against the clefted underside of the fleshy knob for a moment before taking her lips completely off the prick. "Goddamn it, you've got a beautiful cock! It's so hard! So hard and big!"
Alexandra was lying, of course, but she was only saying the words that she thought Mr. Burns would want to hear. His cock did excite her, but that was the only thing about him that the lusty blonde woman found appealing. But then again, every cock excited her and made her cunt-lips wet and hot and ready for excitement. Her unquenchable lust got fired up at the simple thought of having a cock.
Alexandra worked her right hand back and forth, slipping a single finger into her cunt. Warm, slick pussy-juice dribbled down her finger, and into her palm as she rubbed the fingertip in a circular motion against her erect, red-hot clit.
"Suck me!" Mr. Burns hissed. His hands were folded together atop his desk, and to the bank tellers he appeared deep in thought. None of them would guess that an exquisitely beautiful young blonde was lustily taking his prick back and forth between her lips, deep throat prick until his balls felt heavy and full of cum.
Alexandra didn't stroke on his prick. She only used her lips, teeth and tongue to tantalize the throbbing prick that filled her mouth and throat. As she gulped the rigid, hot meat into her throat, she fucked her rapidly overheating pussy with a finger, driving her digit into her cunt until the heel of her palm struck hard against her curly bush of cunt-hair, mashing her cunt to send fresh, tantalizing waves of ecstasy flooding through her body.
Each time Alexandra pushed her face down over Mr. Burns' prick, the cock-head smashed against her tonsils. Alexandra's blonde hair fell against her cheeks, and her downward movement was stopped for only a moment, then her throat opened up and swelled out as fiery cockmeat pushed in deeper and deeper.
A croaking sound of contentment came from Alexandra as she deep-throated the man's prick. She held his cock down her throat for as long as she possibly could, feeling the throbbing cock bucking with tension. Alexandra had sucked off enough men in her life to know that Mr. Burns was not far away from shooting his wad of cum down her throat. Though she was enjoying giving him the blow-job as she hid under the desk, Alexandra also realized that Mr. Burns was not the man she had to please. It was his boss, the bank's president, Mr. Powers, she had to impress the most. She was anxious to get her lips wrapped around his cock. Then she would have accomplished something truly special.
"Ohhhh! You sweet bitch!" Mr. Burns whispered. His eyes were squeezed tightly shut as he felt his cock-head slipping smoothly down her throat. "You're going to make me cum! You'd better drink every fucking drop of cum, too! Do you hear me? Huh, bitch? Are you going to swallow all my cum?"
Alexandra did not take her lips off Mr. Burns' prick to answer him. She wasn't sure exactly when he was going to cum, and she didn't want to take the chance of having his prick out of her mouth when he came. She bobbed quickly up and down, no longer deep throating his prick, just working her lips up and down over the shaft while her tongue continued its tantalizing, erotic manipulations on the fiery shaft and rounded prick-tip.
"Mmmmmm!" Alexandra moaned as a tasty, salty drop of pre-cum dribbled from Mr.
Burns' piss-hole onto her tongue.
The man's eyes opened wide as he felt his orgasm beginning. He caught his lower lip between his teeth and bit down hard, doing everything he could to keep from making too much noise. Hot streams of cum raced from his balls through the overheated shaft of his prick, gushing from his piss-hole to flood Alexandra Wolfe's lustily sucking mouth with the gooey cream.
"Mmmmm! Ummmmm!" Alexandra groaned, whipping her head up and down, dragging her lips over Mr. Burns' cock-head and shaft as cum spurt from his piss-hole to splatter against her tongue and the back of her mouth.
Alexandra dutifully swallowed all the cum very quickly, sucking it down, drinking the jism like it was something very precious.
It only bothered Alexandra a little that Mr. Burns didn't give her very much cum. And though she hadn't cum herself, she had enjoyed finger-fucking herself. She pushed her lips down the shrinking shaft of the man's cock, and when the prick-tip pushed against her tonsils, the cock was no longer rigid enough to push into her throat.
Alexandra released the cock from her mouth's erotic embrace and cleared her throat. She flicked her tongue against Mr. Burns' balls and whispered, "Well, did I pass the test?"
"As a matter of fact, my dear, you passed the test with the highest grades ever," Mr. Burns, said. His entire body tingled in the pleasant afterglow of the strongest orgasm he could remember having in a long, long time. "Now, very carefully, I want you to get out from beneath the table and crawl on your belly back to your chair. You're about to meet Mr. Powers, so I suggest you fix your lipstick and makeup. It never hurts to leave a good first impression."
"My thoughts exactly," Alexandra said.
As she belly-crawled back to the chair, Alexandra was hoping that Mr. Burns wanted something from her other than just a blowjob. She loved sucking cock and gulping down sticky, gooey cum, but her pussy was aching to be stuffed with a throbbing cock. That alone would satisfy the craving that now consumed her.