“I hate you.”Photo by craigfinlay

She mocked surprise.  “Why?”

“You and your glorious cleavage.” He lowered his brown eyes and looked at the keyboard in front of him. Reaching beside he took a sip of the beer can resting there.

She smiled and shook her brunette locks behind her. “What’s wrong with my cleavage?”

“I’m supposed to be writing about blowjobs.”

“Oh, I see.”

“And you’re distracting me.”

She looked down at the low-cut black t-shirt she was sporting. “I’m sorry. I could leave.”

“NO!”

“I could do worse.”

“Um…” His hands began to dart across the keys. “I’m not sure.”

She stood and walked around the table beside to stand beside him. Lowering to her knees, she pulled the zipper down on his slacks and reached inside. Pulling the erection out, she allowed her warm breath to cascade all along it. “See, now my cleavage won’t distract you.”

Eyes wide, his fingers continued to fly.

Her mouth opened over the tip of his cock as she lowered, continuing until her tongue slipped out to touch his balls at the base.

He whimpered, but kept typing.  “Damn you.”

A giggle almost caused her to gag on the erection, but she kept going very slowly at first. Feeling him tense…and hearing his fingers move even faster…she increased the pace. A quick pull out to run her tongue from base to tip and, more importantly, catch some brief eye contact while she did it…she sensed his fingers moving faster and his erection growing even warmer. “How many words…?”

“Fifteen-hundred,” he answered in near tears.

“How many more?”

“Two-hundred and fifty.”

She smiled, straightened and lifted her top off. “You know there is a perfect reason why we evolved to have cleavage?”

His hands continued, but he briefly glanced down to see her now naked chest. “…and no doubt a reason you didn’t wear a bra…but why evolve to have cleavage?”

She leaned forward and wrapped his erection in the cleavage.

“Damn you!” He stopped typing and reached down to grab a handful of hair and push.

Obliging, but keeping him between her breasts, her mouth once again took in the tip…her pace was very quick this time and it did not take long before she felt his warm cum on her tongue. She held him in her mouth until he stopped spasming.

He leaned back with a groan.

“Did you finish?”

He cocked a Spockian eyebrow at her.

“The story, silly.”

“Yes, you’ve inspired another masterpiece.”

“Of course I did.” She pulled herself back to her feet and tugged her own slacks down. “Now can I finish?”

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