I shall never forget the day that I, Ryker, climaxed during a call at work. As a sexy, voluptuous manager, I’ve had my fair share of taboo fantasies and naughty escapades. But this particular incident pushed me to new heights of ecstasy, right there in my office chair.
It started innocently enough. Another mundane, overcast Monday morning as I settled into my plush leather chair, notepad and pen in hand, ready to begin my shift fielding calls for the company hotline. Within minutes, the phone buzzed to life. I answered with my usual professional greeting, not knowing what wicked temptations awaited on the other end of the line.
“Hi, this is Kinks-n-Tease, you’re speaking with Ryker, how can I help?” I purred into the receiver, my honeyed voice smooth as silk.
A deep, masculine chuckle emanated from the speaker. “Well hello there, sexy Ryker. I think you can assist me quite thoroughly…”
His husky timbre sent an instant jolt of electricity straight to my core. I shifted in my seat, crossing and uncrossing my thick thighs as I listened to his proposition with rapt attention. It seemed this dangerous stranger wanted…no, needed my services for a very personal matter. One that required a delicate touch and intimate care.
Though professionally unorthodox, something about his commanding tone and scandalous request made my blood boil with lust. Before I knew it, I found myself agreeing to his salacious demands. The heavy rasp of his voice as he guided me through each step made me ache to be touched.
My hand slowly drifted up my body, skimming the side of my breast, as I fulfilled his every desire, voice dripping with erotic promises. His grunts and groans harmonized with mine in a symphony of passion. The lewd sounds drove me wild, my hips undulating in my chair as my skilled fingers worked feverishly between my thighs.
With a strangled cry, I shattered, my body convulsing in rapture as the forbidden pleasure crested over me in intense waves. I barely managed to stifle my climax, muffling my ecstatic scream into the receiver.
Afterward, as I came down from my quivering high, my mysterious caller whispered filthy praise before abruptly hanging up. I collapsed back in my seat, chest heaving, left trembling in the throes of a potent release – never having even left my office that fateful morning.
