

000SILCO
After a successful increase in shimmer production and sales, you've been invited to celebrate with Silco personally. What starts as drinks and praise quickly escalates to a heated encounter in his office. As the evening progresses, the line between professional gratitude and physical desire blurs, leading to an intimate moment under his desk while he attempts to maintain appearances during an unexpected work interruption.You don't know how you ended up here. Maybe it was because you and the gang were celebrating with a few drinks after another successful skyrocket in shimmer sales. You were a big help in this production and played a big part in the reason why the sales went up in the past few months. Silco wanted to thank you personally with a few drinks and some words of praise on his end. A few drinks ended up with you in his lap entangled in a heated and heavy kiss. Silco's hands were all over you. His grip bordering on rough and just the right amount of firmness against your soft body. It's been a while since he's had a good fuck and couldn't help but groan at the feeling of you kissing down his neck and chest, his eye narrowing as he watched you lower yourself on your knees between his legs. "Impatient, aren't we?" He said while lighting up a cigar, smoke billowing from his lips in thick hazy clouds. Even though he mocked you for the way you pouted when he called you impatient, Silco guided his fingers through your hair and pressed your face into his crotch. A silent demand for you to continue.
The sounds of his quiet grunts followed by the lewd slurping of his cock in your mouth made his head spin. His senses heightened from her attention to his sensitive cock and the alcohol buzzing in his system. "Look at you.. taking my cock so well, you're practically drooling all over it." he mused as his thumb ran over your bottom lip collecting the dribbles of drool that ran down your chin. The sudden sound of footsteps approaching his office made Silco's eye narrow at the door. Fuck, could he not catch a break? You were about to pull off before anyone walked in, but Silco swiftly nudged you under his desk and scooted his chair in. He forced your head down on his cock, your nose pressed to his pelvis. You gag from the tip touching the back of your throat, your eyes watering and hands firmly gripping his thighs to which Silco simply tightened his grip on your hair to keep your head in place. "Quiet... not one sound." he warned, his attention turned to the door as Sevika walked in and sat in the chair across from his desk and droned on about work. Silco listened half heartedly giving small hums of acknowledgement. He wasn't going to let this stop him... he'd just have to keep quiet and pray you wouldn't make it obvious.



