Chapter 5: Resolution
When it was Jane's turn to speak, she rose to the front of the conference room. Her face was still flushed from the intense orgasm she had just missed out on, but she tried her best to compose herself. She cleared her throat and started her presentation, going over the key points she had prepared. But it was hard to focus, with her body still humming from the denied pleasure.
As the presentation went on, Jane couldn't help but let her mind wander to the intense sexual encounter that had almost taken place in her boss's office. She imagined him on his knees, his tongue exploring every inch of her pussy as she writhed in ecstasy.
Focusing on the presentation took a herculean effort. Just as she was wrapping up and waiting for questions, her vibrating panties sprang to life on the highest setting.
Jane's breath hitched as the sensations began to build in her core.
"Ms. James, can you take some questions from the audience?" asked a catcall from the back of the room.
"Jesus Christ! Not now!" Jane thought to herself, desperately trying to regain her composure as her body began to tremble with desire.
"Of course! Ask me anything," she replied steadily, her voice calculated and controlled. But on the inside, she was a volcano building and close to eruption.
She felt her cheeks grow hot and she fought back a blush. The man waved his hand to get her attention. "Yes, Ms. James, I have a question," he said with a wicked smirk on his face.
Jane's nipples hardened almost painfully at the sound of his voice. Fuck, did he have to sound so sexy?
"Yes, sir?" She replied, trying to maintain some semblance of professionalism.
"I noticed you discussed the role of child care in employee productivity a few minutes ago.
Would you elaborate on that?"
Jane hesitated, "Yes, of course," she said, adjusting herself in her seat to deal with the throbbing. "Child care is a critical issue that affects employee productivity. When employees have children, they often struggle to balance their work and family responsibilities. They have to leave work early or arrive late to take care of their kids, take days off when their kids are sick, and even work from home occasionally.
All of these factors can lead to decreased productivity for the employee and the company as a whole. "
Jane shifted in her seat, feeling the wetness between her legs spreading to her thighs as she kept answering questions. Having been so close to an orgasm for hours, Jane's was incredibly sensitive and the vibrating panties were dangerously close to making her cum.
"Not now! I cant have an orgasm in front of the whole board! Fuck. I'm so close, i don't know if I can hold on", she thought to herself.
She tried to refocus her attention on the questions, but her body was in a state of complete arousal. Her nipples were harder than they had ever been, and she could feel the heat radiating from between her legs. She couldn't believe she was about to have an orgasm in a room full of people, but she couldn't seem to stop it. She felt her climax building deep within her core, and she knew there was no turning back.
Just as Jane panicked about the huge orgasm she was sure was about to hit her, the panties shut off. She grunted with frustration. The panties stopped vibrating, bringing her right on the brink. Jane tightened her thighs around her hand, cursing at the sensation of frustration coursing through her veins.
Luckily, there were no more questions and the board started to leave the room.
A commotion from the conference room door caught Jane's attention. She looked up just in time to see her boss burst into the room, eyes scanning the crowd for her. When he spotted her, he motioned for her to come over. Jane let out a sigh of relief that she hadn't cum in front of the whole board, but the pent-up frustration only intensified her need for release.
She glanced over at her boss, who was giving her a 'let's get out of here' look. She nodded, and together they slipped out of the conference room unnoticed.
The two of them made their way to his office.
"That was great. The board was impressed!"
"Thanks. My vibrating panties turned on in the middle and I almost came in front of the whole board!" Jane whispered, still embarrassed by the incident.
Her boss chuckled. "You're lucky they didn't notice. But seriously, I'm sorry for what happened earlier."
Jane shrugged. "It's not your fault. I was just so horny and desperate for an orgasm."
Her boss looked at her with a serious expression. "And you still are, aren't you?"
Jane nodded, unable to deny it. She was still trembling with desire, her body craving for release.
Her boss moved closer to her, their bodies almost touching.
"I can't. I'm married, " Jane exclaimed. "I can't cheat on my husband!"
Her boss looked at her with a mixture of desire and hesitation. He knew that Jane was right, but he couldn't deny the burning need to be inside of her.
"What if i just lick your pussy again," he whispered, while his hands started to pinch her clit under her skirt..
Jane's heart pounded in her chest as she felt her resistance crumbling. She knew she shouldn't do this, but she his hand on her clit was driving her insane.
Jane gasped as his mouth descended on her pussy, his tongue eagerly exploring every inch of her swollen folds. His fingers began to pump in and out of her slick channel, each thrust sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through her.
"Oh, God, yes," Jane moaned, her hands gripping the armrests of the chair as she allowed herself to succumb to the wave of pleasure.
Her boss was relentless, his tongue flicking over her clit with a skillful precision that left her breathless.
"Just oral," she gasped. "No sex!"
Jane repeated, trying to keep her resolve as her boss's tongue continued to work its magic on her slick folds. She couldn't deny that it felt amazing, but she knew that she couldn't cross that line.
But her boss seemed determined. "OK," he replied.
He renewed his attack on her cunt.
His tongue was so agile, circling and flicking her clit in a way that sent explosive waves of pleasure coursing through Jane's body. He pressed two fingers deep into her channel, pumping in and out in a rhythm that matched the movements of his tongue. His other hand found her breast, massaging and pinching her nipple with a firm grip that sent another jolt of pleasure straight to her core.
Jane felt herself teetering on the edge, her body tensing as she was nearing her orgasm.
"Oh, fuck," she moaned, her fingers clenching in his hair as her orgasm came closer and closer.
Her boss didn't stop there, he continued his assault on her trembling pussy, licking and sucking her clit until she was a babbling mess of pleasure.
She started to feel the tell-tale signs of a huge orgasm. Her toes started to curl. She was grunting heavily.
She was helplessly twitching and moaning under the very active and talented tongue and mouth of her boss.
She was nanoseconds away from an explosive climax when her boss just stopped. He pulled away from her and struggled up onto his feet before dusting himself down.
Jane ooked a complete mess. Her skirt was still bunched up around her waist and her pussy was a dripping wet, mushy mass of pent up desire.
She was quivering, her chest was heaving and her breasts were swaying inside her open blouse.
"Why have you stopped?" she gasped.
"My jaw was hurting," he replied in a sly voice. "I thought I'd finish you off with my cock."
"I've already told you I'll not let you fuck me," she countered.
"Yes I know that my dear," he answered with a leer. "I'm just going to rub it up and down your pussy lips until you cum!"
He unzipped his trousers, fumbled around inside for a few seconds before he brought out his cock. Even semi flaccid it looked huge. He shuffled forward, bringing the head up to my Jane's pussy where he started to rub it against her slit, coating it with her copious juices.
Within seconds the his cock was erect and looked rock hard. It was bigger than any cock Jane has ever seen. Her boss then showed off by leaving it rubbing up and down against Jane's gash whilst his newly freed up hands undid the buttons of her blouse before sliding inside to have a fumble at her breasts. Eventually tiring of groping her tits through the material he unhooked her bra and pushed it up out of the way.
Her head went back and her eyes started rolling back in her head. Her back arched, which just served to push her tits further into his large mitts. And all the while he continued to rub his cock up and down her pussy just by using the sway of his hips.
He tormented her like that for a while. He was bringing her to the brink of her orgasm and then letting her down. Jane was going crazy. How many orgasm has she been denied today? Jane couldn't even keep count anymore. She felt like she was a mad, horny beast on the brink of insanity. She needed release, and she would get it one way or another.
"Please," she whispered, her mind made up. "I have to cum."
Jane pleaded, looking up at her boss through half-lidded eyes. "Please, I need to cum so bad."
Her boss smirked at her, his hands still caressing her breasts. "Fine," he said, his voice low and sultry. "I'll let you cum. But you have to do something for me first."
"Anything," Jane breathed, her body trembling with need. "Just let me cum, please."
"Let's me put it in." Jane's heart skipped a beat. "What? But you said... i can't. I'm married and I might be ovulating. Please just let me cum!"
Jane pleaded, her body trembling with need. "I'll let you cum, but you have to do something for me first."
Jane was desperate, she would agree to anything as long as she could finally reach her peak. "What do you want me to do?"
"Let me put it in, just a little bit, just the tip." He pleaded.
Jane hesitated, she knew that if she let him do that, she would have crossed a line that she couldn't uncross.
But she was so desperate for release, that she found herself nodding.
"Alright," she said, her voice just above a whisper.
Her boss grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
He started to slide the tip of his cock into her pussy while he thumbed her clit. In a second, Jane was back again on the verge of an orgasm.
Her moan was interrupted by a ring tone.
It was her husband's.
"Oh fuck, I cant answer", Jane thought.
"But he might be suspicious if i dont answer!"
Jane froze. She was on the brink of sexual bliss in the hands of another man and her husband was calling her.
"Be quiet," she whispered at her boss and answered the phone.
"Hey, baby. I got off work early, so I thought I'd surprise you. Are you hungry?"
Jane inwardly sighed with frustration. Her husband didn't know that her boss had her on a brink of a massive orgasm.
"Ugh, oof, what do you want to do", Jane exhaled as she tried to keep herself from moaning. Just then, her boss sank his whole cock into her aggressively and started pounding her with no mercy.
Jane's body went rigid with pleasure as her boss's cock filled her completely. She couldn't believe this was happening, but she couldn't deny the intense waves of pleasure that threatened to consume her. Her husband's voice in her ear only added to the forbidden thrill of it all. She bit down on her lip, trying to muffle her moans as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge.
"That's it, baby, take it all," her boss growled, his hips slapping against Jane's ass with each thrust.
Jane's breath was coming in short gasps as she tried to stay quiet. She could feel the orgasm building deep within her core, each thrust pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the conflicting sensations of pleasure and guilt coursing through her body. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but it felt so good.
"I'm gonna cum while my husband is on the phone," she thought, unable to hold it in any longer.
Her boss had worked her up into such a desperate state that she truly believed she would lose her mind if she didn't come soon. She tried to focus on her husband's voice, but her mind was too far gone. She could feel herself pulsing and throbbing, and her body became a wild, animalistic creature ready to exploded with pleasure.
But her boss wasn't done yet. He picked up the pace, thrusting deeper and harder into her.
Jane's body trembled with each thrust, the sensation of her boss's cock filling her while her husband was on the phone was incredibly erotic. She could hear her own moans in her head, and she was sure her husband would hear them too, but she didn't care anymore.
She clenched her thighs around her boss's hips, trying to pull him deeper into her. She was so close, she could feel the familiar tightness in her core building up.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she gasped, unable to hold back the moans of pleasure any longer.
Jane became less aware of her surroundings, the office quietly dimming as she became lost in the sensations of her body being taken by another man. All Jane could focus on was Jeff's skilled cock and the growing pressure building deep within her.
"So we're good for dinner in an hour?" Her husband asked on the phone.
"Oh, god, yeah, that works" Jane cried out as she bucked her hips against Jeff's cock. She tightened her grip on the arms of the chair, arching her back as she braced for the incoming orgasm.
"Honey, are you OK?" came the concerned voice of her husband.
Jane struggled to answer, her entire world now centered on the powerful thrusts of Jeff's cock into her pussy. "I, uh, yeah, leave work early, " she stammered.
With every grunt, every growl, every thrust, she was getting closer and closer to orgasm. She wanted it so badly, she needed it. The well-deserved climax that had eluded her for weeks was finally within reach. She couldn't control the way her body was reacting, the way it was betraying her to this man.
It felt as if her pussy was alive and drenched, her hips bucking back to meet Jeff's movements.
She clawed at the chair causing the wood to start splintering, biting her lower lip to keep from crying out in pleasure..
While her husband asked her which restaurant she preferred, Jane felt the tsunami start to erupt.
Her breathing became erratic as she clutched the phone tighter to her ear, her body trembling with anticipation. She could feel the blood rushing southward, filling her pussy with an insatiable need for release.
"I don't care. You pick the restaurant, " she barely breathed into the phone.
Her thighs were shaking uncontrollably, and her boss's grip on her hips was the only thing keeping her grounded.
"Alright, sweetie. I love you," her husband replied, completely unaware of the forbidden pleasure his wife was experiencing just a few inches deeper.
"Love you too," Jane gasped, biting down on her lower lip as Jeff's hot breath tickled her earlobe.
Just as she was about to hang up, Jeff's cock twitched inside her.
The jolt of pleasure was all it took to send her over the edge.
"Oh, god, I'm going to cum," she moaned as she fumbled to hang up the phone.
Her husband said something on the other line, but Jane barely heard him. She was too lost in the wave of pleasure that was crashing over her. Jeff's thrusts became more urgent, his hips slamming into hers with a primal need.
Jane's orgasm tore through her with the force of a freight train.
She let out a guttural moan, the sound of pure pleasure echoing through the room. Her entire body trembled as she succumbed to the intense wave of pleasure.
Jane's phone slipped from her grasp, landing with a soft thud on the carpeted floor. She barely noticed, her entire world had been reduced to the feeling of her boss's cock inside of her.
As she rode out her orgasm, Jeff grunted and moaned behind her, the sound of his own pleasure mingling with hers.
He gripped her hips harder, pulling her back onto his cock as he thrust up into her. She could feel him twitching inside her, his own release on the horizon.
Jane gasped as another orgasm rolled through her, even stronger than the first. She couldn't believe what was happening, how good it felt. She had never experienced anything like this before.
Jeff's hips stuttered, his grip tightening on her hips as he emptied himself inside of her.
Jane collapsed forward, her cheek resting on the arm of the chair.
Sweat covered her brow and her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath. Her body felt like it had been turned inside out, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure.
"Fuuuuck," she moaned, the word a long, slow exhale of satisfaction.
Behind her, Jane heard her boss groan and then slump forward. His grip on her hips relaxed and she felt his cock slide out of her. She smiled to herself, basking in the afterglow of her thoroughly satisfying orgasm.
Finally.
She had reached her long-awaited release.
And now, she had to hurry to dinner. She cleaned herself up and put on a nonchalant expression, trying to erase any visible clue of what had happened to her between the time she left the conference room and now.
She walked out of the office, nodding goodbye to a few colleagues, and stepped out into the evening breeze. The sun was setting, and the city skyline was ablaze with a brilliant orange hue.
Jane checked her phone; her husband had texted her that he was waiting outside the restaurant and had already ordered a table.
With a mix of relief and unease, she slipped out of her boss's office and headed for the elevator.
As the doors slid shut, she leaned back against the cool metal wall, letting out a sigh of resignation. Her body was still humming with the aftershocks of that intense orgasm, and her mind was racing with the implications of what had just happened. She felt both exhilarated and scared, knowing that what she did in her boss's office was wrong, but unable to deny the unyielding pleasure that still lingered deep within her.
Just as she was about to enter the restaurant, her vibrating panties kicked on again.
Jane's body jolted, her legs buckling slightly as she had to clench her teeth together to avoid moaning out loud. She quickly adjusted herself and stepped into the restaurant, her mind still lost in the memory of the intense orgasm she had just experienced in her boss's office just minutes ago.
She slid into the booth opposite her husband, her thoughts still swirling with confusion and a sense of slight guilt.
"Are you alright, honey?" her husband asked, his eyes filled with concern.
"Yes, perfect... Just a little flushed.", Jane lied as she tried to concentrate on the menu in front of her.
Jane, having just had a massive orgasm, was in danger of having her vibrating panties send her to another one in the middle of a crowded restaurant .
The waitress came to take their orders, but Jane's mind was elsewhere. She kept fidgeting in her seat, her body still buzzing with sexual energy.
Jane's husband noticed her discomfort and leaned in closer. "Is everything okay? You seem a little…flustered."
She looked at him, her eyes wide with panic. "I…I think I need some fresh air," she murmured and quickly stood up.
Her husband looked at her with confusion but didn't say anything.
. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, trying to discreetly turn off the tiny vibrator without attracting attention.
Just then, their meals arrived. Jane dug into her pasta, suddenly famished, while her conversation with her husband was shallow and lacked any real substance.
Her thoughts drifted to her boss's office and the explosive orgasm she'd had. She wondered if he looked as unsatisfied as she felt. She shook her head to break herself from the lingering haze of the sex.
"I'm sorry, what did you just say?"
Her husband gave her a puzzled look. "I said, did you enjoy your presentation today?"
She smiled at him and nodded. "Yes, it went really well." She took a deep breath. "But I think I need to use the restroom."
She stood up and walked towards the bathroom. As soon as she locked herself in the stall, she gave in to the urge and slid her hand into her pants. Despite just having a mind-blowing orgasm, she was already on the verge of another one.
The feeling of her own fingers on her sensitive, still swollen clit, sent jolts of pleasure through her body.
She moaned, biting her lip to keep from making too much noise. She wished she could take off her panties and give herself proper relief, but she would have to make do with this semi-public, furtive rubbing.
Her fingers worked in slow, deliberate strokes, pausing every now and then to spread her lips and expose the tender, pink flesh inside.
Jane groaned softly, her lips parted, her eyes closing as she imagined herself being fucked by her boss.
Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open, and a woman walked in. Jane gasped, scrambling to pull her pants up and wipe the evidence of her arousal off her face. She heard the woman mutter something and then walk to the sink to wash her hands.
Jane held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't afford to get caught here, and she didn't know what the woman would do if she saw her like this.
Jane's body was still trembling with pleasure, and she was sure that the woman could hear her heavy breathing.
She waited until the woman left before slowly exhaling and leaning back against the stall door. Her hand still rested in her pants, and she could feel her clit throbbing to be touched again.
Fuck it. She needed to finish what she started.
Jane quickly slipped back into her aroused state, her fingers working their magic on her swollen clit.
It was so sensitive, so tender, that it almost hurt, but she didn't care. She was so horny, she wasn't about to stop now.
She started to focus on the memory of her boss's tongue on her clit, how it felt when his fingers plunged into her wetness and rubbed her g-spot. She imagined him on his knees in front of her, his mouth latched onto her pussy as he licked and sucked her clit.
She didn't care who heard her moans anymore. Her body was writhing in pleasure as she rubbed herself, relishing in the feeling of her wetness coating her fingers.
Just as she was about to reach her peak, she heard footsteps outside the bathroom.
She froze, listening as the sound came closer and closer. The footsteps stopped right outside the stall she was in.
"Shit," Jane muttered under her breath, quickly pulling her hand out of her panties and trying to smooth down her hair.