Chapter 82: …I’ve Been Waiting

Chapter 82: 82: ...I’ve Been Waiting

"You must have been waiting a while. You’re holding that document upside down."

"...What? Ah!"

Only after I pointed it out did Celeste hurriedly turn the papers the right way up.

"Ahem."

So much for acting calm.

I wandered around the CEO’s office, taking everything in.

There were potted plants from business partners and even a CCTV monitor showing several feeds, including our break room.

"We installed it because people kept stealing snacks. I hardly ever look at it."

"I see."

She sounded as though she were making excuses simply because I had noticed the monitor.

"Did yesterday’s meeting go well?"

We had not had much time because she had needed to leave for it.

Celeste’s gaze followed me around the room.

"Of course. It wasn’t especially difficult. The meeting went well, and the contract was finalized."

"Oh. Talking like that makes you sound like a real CEO."

"I have always been a CEO. Surely you haven’t forgotten who I am?"

She swept back her blond hair and looked at me.

Seen like that, she was every inch the career woman who ran this company.

But the fact that she had been waiting for me told the other half of the story.

Inside her was a needy female eager to please my cock.

"Of course I haven’t forgotten."

"Then could you show a little respect? I am still the CEO, yet an employee walks in without knocking and stands in front of my desk like—"

"Like what?"

I stepped directly in front of her desk and stood there with my fully hard cock straining against my pants.

The thick outline bulged along my thigh.

Naturally, Celeste’s eyes dropped to it.

The instant she became conscious of my cock, she flinched and turned away.

"Like... pushing your pants at me."

"You can’t stop staring. I thought you liked it."

"I don’t."

"I heard you came unusually early today."

"That was because I had work to handle."

"Not because you thought I might arrive early and wanted to be waiting?"

"..."

She glanced at my cock and bit her lip.

So I was right.

With a long sigh, Celeste answered, "...What else could I do? I can’t go looking for you first."

"So you waited here?"

"...Yes."

She was more honest than expected. Cute.

A CEO waiting for a staff member to arrive because she wanted his cock inside her.

The situation alone was enough to make me feel like coming.

"Good. I came early because I was thinking about my Celeste too."

"..."

It was only a little past nine-thirty.

I had skipped out on morning work and come straight here, so we had plenty of time.

I unfastened my belt.

"Unfortunately, I came so early that I didn’t get the chance to relieve myself properly this morning."

The buckle clicked.

"...Relieve yourself?"

She could not take her eyes off me as I stripped from the waist down.

My large cock swung free in the office air.

Celeste stared and swallowed.

"Yes. Is there a place for that in here?"

"The restroom is outside, at the end of the hall on the left—"

"No, Celeste. You know that isn’t what I mean."

I stepped closer and presented my cock to her.

She finally understood.

"Why go outside when there’s a perfectly good place right here?"

***

At some point, our positions had reversed.

I sat in the CEO’s chair with my legs spread while Celeste bent between them and serviced my cock with her mouth.

"Mm... When you’re about to do it, tell me. You can’t spill it."

"Don’t worry. I’m not planning to turn the office into a lake of cum."

I did plan to fill the CEO’s mouth with it.

I genuinely had been holding it in since earlier. I had rushed out that morning and forgotten.

I had considered stopping on the way here, but why bother when such a good mouth was waiting for me?

"Haa... Honestly. I was prepared to service your cock, but making me drink your cum as the first thing in the morning..."

"You don’t like drinking cum?"

"Of course I don’t."

Celeste glared up at me.

"Does receiving another person’s cum in your mouth at morning sound reasonable to you?"

When she put it that way, maybe not.

After everything I had done to her, I had half expected her to say she loved it.

"I’m doing it because it’s yours."

That was even hotter than mindless enthusiasm.

I stroked her hair as she continued sucking me.

"Mmm...?"

"You still love having your head patted."

"It means you’re praising me."

"Being praised by an employee for sucking cock makes you happy?"

"...Being praised by you makes me happy."

Another excellent answer.

After enjoying her mouth for a little longer, the pressure built.

"Ghh. I’m about to come."

"Ah! Y-yes. I just keep my mouth open, right?"

Kneeling on the floor, Celeste opened wide beneath my cock.

"Ah..."

Amazing.

Yesterday she must have radiated authority throughout her meeting.

Now she was opening her mouth obscenely wide to receive an employee’s cum.

"Stay still. Swallow as soon as it comes."

"Y-yes... Ah—"

I pressed the tip to her lips and released.

A thick stream of hot morning load poured into her mouth.

Splurt Splurt Splurrrttttttt!

"Mmph!? Gulp...!"

Celeste startled at the sensation but immediately drank and swallowed.

Some leaked around her red lipstick. I ignored it and kept coming.

"Mmm... gulp...?"

"You’re good at this. Maybe you can be my personal cum dump from now on."

She swallowed even faster, apparently pleased by the praise.

A CEO who would even drink her employee’s cum every morning ather office. Fucking hot.

I forced out the final spurts and emptied the last drops into her mouth.

Celeste managed to swallow nearly all of it.

It looked difficult, but she was surprisingly skilled.

A little had spilled on the floor. That could be wiped up.

"Mmm... gulp. Haa!"

"Finished?"

"Yes..."

"How did it taste? I’m genuinely curious."

"Salty, bitter, and thick."

She wiped her mouth with a tissue, then used wet wipes to clean the floor.

"You’re too honest. You’re supposed to say, ’Master, your cum was delicious.’"

"I’m afraid I’m not talented enough at acting cute for that. Please understand."

Fair.

Manager Selena and the CEO were both career women, and both were oddly weak at that kind of thing.

Hana would probably be excellent at it.

"...You."

"Hm?"

"Your attention wandered. Were you thinking of another woman?"

"Another woman?"

"Yes. Another woman."

After finishing the cleanup, Celeste rose and showed me something on her phone.

"Oh. This..."

"I watched yesterday’s broadcast from beginning to end."

I had expected as much.

So what?

"...I left a few comments too. Did you happen to see them?"

"Comments?"

"The ones saying I could do better than that woman."

Several messages from the stream came back to me.

Wait. The gay guy—apparently not gay—who kept claiming he could perform better...

"Will you do the same thing to me that you did to her yesterday? Right here?"

Determination flared in Celeste’s eyes.

***

"Hm-hmm."

Humming, Hana finished washing the dishes and dried her hands.

Had she forgotten anything?

She looked around and saw something on the dining table.

"Ah!"

The lunchbox.

The lunch she had prepared for her fiancé, Barry, was still sitting there.

"Honestly... I told him not to forget it."

Barry often failed to notice things around him.

Whenever she texted to ask whether she should bring a forgotten lunch, he usually told her he would buy something instead, leaving the meal she had worked hard to prepare uneaten.

If she asked this time, he would probably tell her to eat it herself.

She could not allow that today. She had made this one especially for him.

"All right."

Hana immediately prepared to go out.

If she brought it directly to his office, he would have no choice but to eat it.

Carrying the lunchbox, she headed for Barry’s company.