Right around lunch midday on my birthday, I received a text from She Jay that read "1 hour. Yours. Basement. The Spot." Since I was in my office building, I knew what that meant. At the appropriate time, I told my workers that I was heading out of the building for lunch and wouldn't be back for at least an hour. Then, off I went to the elevator.
"The Spot" that She Jay referred to was the janitor's room in the basement. It's a semi open secret in the building that guys sometimes take their women down to the basement in order to fuck their secretaries, mistresses, or whatever during the day (it's a type A personality / Alpha Dog type of building that my new business is in so that sort of thing goes on all the time). Very few people there have what I have, though: a key to the janitor's room.
*Quick side note - always ALWAYS be nice to the soldiers in an army; never the officers. That means be genuinely nice (not that smarmy fake nice that a lot of people do) to bartenders, waitresses, salespeople, and janitors. Not only do they work hard and deserve your respect for doing their jobs, they also will do nice things for you. In this particular case, when I first moved the business to the building, I became friends with the janitors, slipped the main janitor a $100.00 bill and he gave me not only first dibs on any favors or items that came through the building but he also gave me a key to his private office in the basement. The janitorial staff has its own room in another part of the building but this guy has his own private spot, which he pimped out since he works the evening shift and no one else does. I had taken She Jay down there for some midday sex on a few occasions so she knew where it was. I walked out of the elevator and to a door tucked out of the way of the general public that lead to the basement. I opened it up and headed down the appropriately lit hallway.
When I turned a corner to the office, my Asian delight She Jay was already waiting. She had on a long winter jacket and a ladies black business dress with a white blouse so that no one would question why she was in the building. "You're late" she said, smiling and wiggling as she did. I hugged and kissed her passionately, then said (as I opened the janitor's office) "no, you're early". "I know, baby. I just couldn't wait to give you your birthday gift". "Really", I said as I quickly shut and locked the door behind us and surveyed the office.
The office was decent sized for a janitor's place. It was probably around40' x 20' with the usual chemical supplies, mops, and brooms that janitors use. It also had an old tv, dvd player, steel desk, and black leather executive couch; all of which I had given him when we did our office remodel back last year. That's how I got the key to his place. I also gave him the money to sweeten the deal and for his discretion. I sat on the couch and very quickly turned my attention back to She Jay, who had already slipped off her jacket and had tossed it on the floor directly in front of my feet like a pillow.
"Now, what gift would this be, since I didn't notce any boxes in your hands, hmmm?" I coyly said, expecting her to strip in front of me. "This" she said and pulled out a pair of handcuffs from her skirt pocket. "Hands behind your head, bitch" she commanded. I did what she told me. As my hands went behind my head, She Jay straddled my waist with her legs, leaned over, and clamped the cold steel onto my wrists. "Stay there like a good little buy and enjoy your present" she said as she got off of me and went down on her knees on top of her coat ("So THAT'S why she threw it in front of me" I quickly thought).
She unbuckled my belt and in one quick movement (with an assist from me quickly raising myself off of the couch) she pulled down my pants and underwear and had them down around my ankles. Then, with her right hand, she started stroking my cock. She spit on my cock and worked her hand up and down my growing shaft in order to lube it up while her mouth started working on the head. Her tongue made wild movements on the lip of my head, making the nerve endings dance while she teased and taunted my cock with her mouth and her breath. She slowing licked my shaft, then made her way to my balls and licked and sucked them.
I lay against the couch with my hands still behind my head, letting myself go. I started swearing, grunting and groaning like a primate. "Oh shit, fuck, damn bitch, and motherfucker" were heard coming from my mouth at various intervals of my pleasurable torture. She knew I was almost ready so she went for the quick kill. She took her thumb and index finger on her right hand, put them in a circle around my shaft, then quickly started moving them up and down my shaft like a jackhammer, making sure they hit the lip of my head with each upward motion, while her tongue and lips sucked and licked the tip of my cock.
I completely lost it. I started screaming and grunting until soon after, I shot a huge load of cum into her mouth. A nice gob came out of She Jay's mouth and started dripping down her index finger. She quickly swallowed the cum that was already fed into her mouth, then slurped the cum that escaped onto her finger into her mouth and swallowed it all; all while my body kept jerking upwards, releasing all of its cum. I collapsed into the couch. "Damn girl. That is quite possibly the best blow job I've ever had" I said, inbetween my futile gasps for air. "Thank you baby" she said "but I'm not done with you yet".....
"The Spot" that She Jay referred to was the janitor's room in the basement. It's a semi open secret in the building that guys sometimes take their women down to the basement in order to fuck their secretaries, mistresses, or whatever during the day (it's a type A personality / Alpha Dog type of building that my new business is in so that sort of thing goes on all the time). Very few people there have what I have, though: a key to the janitor's room.
*Quick side note - always ALWAYS be nice to the soldiers in an army; never the officers. That means be genuinely nice (not that smarmy fake nice that a lot of people do) to bartenders, waitresses, salespeople, and janitors. Not only do they work hard and deserve your respect for doing their jobs, they also will do nice things for you. In this particular case, when I first moved the business to the building, I became friends with the janitors, slipped the main janitor a $100.00 bill and he gave me not only first dibs on any favors or items that came through the building but he also gave me a key to his private office in the basement. The janitorial staff has its own room in another part of the building but this guy has his own private spot, which he pimped out since he works the evening shift and no one else does. I had taken She Jay down there for some midday sex on a few occasions so she knew where it was. I walked out of the elevator and to a door tucked out of the way of the general public that lead to the basement. I opened it up and headed down the appropriately lit hallway.
When I turned a corner to the office, my Asian delight She Jay was already waiting. She had on a long winter jacket and a ladies black business dress with a white blouse so that no one would question why she was in the building. "You're late" she said, smiling and wiggling as she did. I hugged and kissed her passionately, then said (as I opened the janitor's office) "no, you're early". "I know, baby. I just couldn't wait to give you your birthday gift". "Really", I said as I quickly shut and locked the door behind us and surveyed the office.
The office was decent sized for a janitor's place. It was probably around40' x 20' with the usual chemical supplies, mops, and brooms that janitors use. It also had an old tv, dvd player, steel desk, and black leather executive couch; all of which I had given him when we did our office remodel back last year. That's how I got the key to his place. I also gave him the money to sweeten the deal and for his discretion. I sat on the couch and very quickly turned my attention back to She Jay, who had already slipped off her jacket and had tossed it on the floor directly in front of my feet like a pillow.
"Now, what gift would this be, since I didn't notce any boxes in your hands, hmmm?" I coyly said, expecting her to strip in front of me. "This" she said and pulled out a pair of handcuffs from her skirt pocket. "Hands behind your head, bitch" she commanded. I did what she told me. As my hands went behind my head, She Jay straddled my waist with her legs, leaned over, and clamped the cold steel onto my wrists. "Stay there like a good little buy and enjoy your present" she said as she got off of me and went down on her knees on top of her coat ("So THAT'S why she threw it in front of me" I quickly thought).
She unbuckled my belt and in one quick movement (with an assist from me quickly raising myself off of the couch) she pulled down my pants and underwear and had them down around my ankles. Then, with her right hand, she started stroking my cock. She spit on my cock and worked her hand up and down my growing shaft in order to lube it up while her mouth started working on the head. Her tongue made wild movements on the lip of my head, making the nerve endings dance while she teased and taunted my cock with her mouth and her breath. She slowing licked my shaft, then made her way to my balls and licked and sucked them.
I lay against the couch with my hands still behind my head, letting myself go. I started swearing, grunting and groaning like a primate. "Oh shit, fuck, damn bitch, and motherfucker" were heard coming from my mouth at various intervals of my pleasurable torture. She knew I was almost ready so she went for the quick kill. She took her thumb and index finger on her right hand, put them in a circle around my shaft, then quickly started moving them up and down my shaft like a jackhammer, making sure they hit the lip of my head with each upward motion, while her tongue and lips sucked and licked the tip of my cock.
I completely lost it. I started screaming and grunting until soon after, I shot a huge load of cum into her mouth. A nice gob came out of She Jay's mouth and started dripping down her index finger. She quickly swallowed the cum that was already fed into her mouth, then slurped the cum that escaped onto her finger into her mouth and swallowed it all; all while my body kept jerking upwards, releasing all of its cum. I collapsed into the couch. "Damn girl. That is quite possibly the best blow job I've ever had" I said, inbetween my futile gasps for air. "Thank you baby" she said "but I'm not done with you yet".....
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