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"Now let's see how your vendor relations are," Carla smiled, and moved away from Bob's chair. He watched he slowly remove her jacket and blouse as he shook his head and sat up. She was wearing a front-fastened bra, and as he watched she unsnapped it and pulled it off, freeing a pair of freckled globes with reddish-brown crinkled areolae. Bob noticed that what Carla had done with his cock was put some sort of velcro strap around it, but his attention was focused on her slow striptease. "You like?," she asked, cupping her breasts and rubbing her thumbs over the nipples. She moved her hands to her skirt and slid it off, delighting in Bob's smile of delight when he saw she had nothing underneath but a garter belt and her own damp thatch. "See what you did to me?," she continued, "I think you should do something about it - like lie down on that carpet!"

Bob hustled off of the chair and lay down on his back on the floor. Carla stood over him, letting his gaze wander all the way up from her red high heels to her glistening pussy hair. She bent her knees and slowly settled down on his outstretched tongue. "Oh yeah, baby, that feels NICE!," she said as Bob started lapping at the proffered flesh. He used his thumbs to part her labia and swabbed her up and down, savoring her arousal and rubbing the bridge of his nose against her budding clit.

She sighed and pressed down harder so he had to work to keep enough air to breathe. He prodded the tip of his tongue at the entrance to her pussy, which flared just enough for him to wiggle the tip inside. Carla was kneeling now, squeezing her left breast rhythmically as she rubbed herself on Bob's face. She stood up, briefly breaking contact, then turned around and kneeled over him again. Now Bob had direct aim for his tongue, lapping her labia before insinuating it into her pussy again. He rubbed her clit with one finger as Carla started moaning and toying with his nipples.

He was already hard, but the cock strap made sure nothing would happen too soon for her. Soon she started shaking, pushing back against his tongue and urging him on by stroking his balls. Bob worked harder, licking and sucking her juices out until she cried out and came hard on his face, panting and flushed as her muscles squeezed the life out of his tongue. Finally, she relaxed and he drew his sore member back into his mouth.

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"Stay there," she said, and turned around to face him. She rubbed her nipples so Bob could see them become dark and hard, then licked her finger and started slowly stroking her clit, humming to herself as her eyes closed in passion. When she opened her eyes, she bent her knees and settled down on his erect cock, taking him into her slowly so he felt every inch of her hot wet flesh around him. She reached back and stroked his balls, and Bob jerked his hips, his cock pulsing in want even through the strap.

Carla smiled, and started moving up and down, diddling her clit with one hand as she used him as a living dildo, bringing herself back up to a peak until she was once again flushed deep red and panting heavily. As she started moaning, she jerked the strap loose and Bob thrust his now-free cock with all his pent-up energy deep into her, pushing her into another orgasmic plateau as his cock, responding to the overstimulation, sent stream after stream of cum pulsing out of him. His eyes glazed over as Carla slowly began to come down from her passion, still moving slowly on his cock as their combined lust dripped slowly down between his legs to the carpet.

Carla bent forward and laid on top of him as they relaxed languidly, stroking each others' bodies. He played with her nipples, enjoying her quiet gasps of pleasure at his light pinches. She rubbed her foot up and down his leg, massaging him with her toes until the heard the sound of his wristwatch alarm. "I have a lunch appointment," he said, "much as I hate to move right now." She laughed at that, and sat up to move but he held her there, just sitting in his lap, as Bob stroked her breasts and slid his finger around her clit and pussy until she came, quietly shivering. Then he released her and she rose shakily to her feet.

Carla looked down at the wet spot on the floor and grinned. "I hope your cleaning staff can handle that," she said as she dressed. "So tell me, Mr. Mathews, what do you think of our... services?" Bob took a tissue to himself, looked at the red silk panties, and thought "what the hell...". He tucked himself into them before pulling on his pants, looked Carla over again, and smiled back. "I think we can definitely do some busines here," he said, "as long as you promise me that *you* will be the one who comes when it's time for training!"

Carla moved to him and kissed him, then pinched his ass as they separated. "Oh, I will *definitely* be coming," she smiled, "I wouldn't want to miss out on your... training!"