Mitchel,' she confided. 'Maybe I can arrange to get stuck in the elevator with them, one at a time.'
'I don't think anything's going to work with Mitchel,' Vonda said, scowling. 'Mitchel's so damn straight not even you could liven him up.'
'Let's make a bet,' Sharon said, slipping into her dress. 'If I can get your husbands to fuck me, you have to agree to party with Dan and me. Is that a deal?'
'Sure!' Liv said, winking at Vonda. 'I don't think you can do it though. Jim's only love is a bottle lately. I think he's forgotten what a cock is for.'
'Count me in,' Vonda giggled. 'If you can do something to liven up Mitchel, we'll party with you every night.'
CHAPTER FIVE
Jim looked up at his secretary, Betty, as she came into the office. She set down a tray with a glass of orange juice and three aspirins on it.
'You look like you could use this, Mr. Adams,' she said, grinning at him. 'You must have really tied on a good one after you left my house last night.'
Jim managed to grin back weakly. He picked up the aspirins and swallowed them quickly, tossing down the glass of orange juice as a chaser. Then he winced. He had a classic hangover this morning.
'Just buzz if you need me,' Betty offered. She went out quietly, but the shutting of the office door sounded like a bomb going off in Jim's head.
Jim leaned back in his chair and propped his feet up on the desk. Betty was a good secretary. She'd keep everyone out of his office until the aspirin had time to work on his headache. She'd do anything else he wanted her to do too. Jim had found that out last night. Betty was more than willing to take care of his sexual needs.
Jim smiled as he thought of last night. He wished that he'd had a little less to drink. The evening would have been a joy to remember if his head didn't hurt so badly. Betty had been a real tiger in bed, sucking his cock just the way he liked it and taking his full load of cum right down her throat.
Jim's head didn't hurt quite so badly now as he remembered how Betty had sucked his cock.
'Oooooh,' Jim groaned.
He remembered the angry look on Liv's face when he had left for the office this morning and he knew that he'd blown it again. Liv had probably wanted to fuck last night and he had certainly been in no condition to do anything. He'd have to make up for it tonight. It was a good thing that Liv was easily satisfied. At least it wouldn't take that much energy to shove his cock in and out a few times. Thank God Liv wasn't like Betty. Betty wanted to fuck all night and it was all he could do to manage to drive home after a session with her. No wonder he was so tired lately.
Thinking about Betty made Jim's cock stand up straight and tall under the top of the desk. He smiled as he thought about what he could do. He could call Betty in here right now and she would suck his cock off for him.
The thought had interesting possibilities. Jim's finger inched toward the buzzer on his desk. He pressed it firmly.
'Yes, Mr. Adams?' Betty's voice came out of the intercom. 'Did you want me?'
Jim chuckled. 'I sure do want you,' he replied, trying to act as businesslike as possible. 'Come in right away, Betty, and bring your notepad.'
Betty reached for her pad and pen. She bet that Jim wasn't going to give her any dictation. She had a feeling that what he wanted wasn't exactly business.
When Betty opened the door to the inner office, she giggled even though she was trying to be prim and proper. Jim had that look in his eyes again. She could see the lust on his face from clear across the room.
Betty sat down on the couch and picked up her notepad. She looked up expectantly. Then she let out a sexy giggle.
Jim was standing beside the desk now and he had his pants zipped down. His cock was out, pointing straight at her.
'I need something before we get to the dictation,' Jim said, winking lewdly. 'Why don't you just come over here and slip under the desk. Then I'll sit in the chair and take care of the phone while you're sucking my cock.'
Betty didn't need a second invitation. She'd always wanted to do something like this in the office.
Betty crawled under the narrow space under the desk. Then she got up on her knees, her arms straddling his legs so that her head was inches from his cock.
'Yeah!' Jim gasped as her hot breath floated out over his stiff prick. 'Just suck it good, Betty. I'll take care of all the calls.'
Betty's heart pounded in her chest. This was really kind of dangerous. Someone could walk right in the office. She hadn't locked the door.
Betty licked her lips lustily. She could see Jim's cock quivering and jerking. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick across the wrinkled surface of his balls. They quivered even harder as she licked. She could feel them getting hard and full as her tongue slipped over the hot skin. Jim loved to have his balls licked.
Betty lapped until Jim's balls was covered with a hot coat of saliva. Then she moved up to the base of his cock, running her tongue around it like she was licking an ice-cream cone. Betty took her time. She didn't want Jim to come too soon.
Betty's tongue swirled higher and higher. She made sure that she took plenty of time covering every inch of Jim's big cock.
Betty had just reached the top of Jim's cock when a soft knock sounded at the door. Jim groaned and pushed Betty's head away.
'Just stay there and don't make any noise,' he whispered. 'I'll take care of whoever it is in just a second.'
Jim pulled some papers over to the middle of his desk. He looked like he was working hard now. 'Come in,' he called.
Betty heard the sound of the door opening. She stifled the urge to giggle. They would both be in big trouble if she got caught under Jim's desk. Neither one of them could explain that.
'Where's Betty?' a deep voice asked.
Betty almost died as she recognized Herb Miller's voice. Herb was Jim's associate. He'd be sure to spread it all over the office if he guessed that she was under the desk.
'Oh, Betty just went out for coffee,' Jim replied casually, shuffling the pile of papers on his desk. 'Was it something special, Herb?'
'I just thought we could go over this report together,' Herb replied sinking into the chair next to Jim's desk. 'What do you think of the board's recommendations?'
Betty was getting kind of hot under the desk and her nose itched. She took a deep breath and let it all out, trying to control her urge to sneeze. She didn't realize what she'd done until Jim groaned. She had breathed on his cock.
'What's the matter?' Herb asked, gazing at Jim curiously.
'Uh… nothing,' Jim sputtered. 'I've just got a bum stomach today. Guess I'd better lay off drinking for a while.'
'Yeah… your face is kind of flushed,' Herb replied. 'Maybe you're getting an ulcer. My doctor says if I keep on going this way I'll have an ulcer by the time I'm forty.'
Betty almost giggled out loud. Herb always tried to make everyone think he worked really hard at the office. The secretaries knew better though. Herb was the laziest man in the office.
Suddenly Betty had a terrible urge to do something kinky. She flicked out the tip of her tongue and licked right over Jim's balls, holding back her giggle as she heard him snort through his nose.
'Uh… my stomach is really killing me, Herb,' Jim said in a choked voice. 'Why don't we go over this right after lunch. I'll probably be feeling fine by then.'
'Sure…' Herb replied. 'Anything you say, Jim. Just have Betty ring Susie when you're ready.'
There was the sound of a door closing and then Jim snorted again. 'Jesus Christ!' he chuckled. 'That's all I
