Role Play

"3 pm, WM conference room 9, business casual, don't be late."

Those were Binnie's curt instructions before she hung up on you with a click. You gulp, knowing that she is collecting her due on you having fun with all the other members. You were excited with what she might want to do, but the thought of doing it in her company's conference room terrifies you a little. You ask the other members about her, but they either feign ignorance or Binnie has kept her plans from all of them too.

Resigned to whatever she has planned you don your suit jacket, your best shirt and trousers, and head over to the group's company building. It was a weekend, so you enter the thankfully empty building without much issue. After looking at the building map and wandering through a maze of winding corridors, you end up in front of conference room 9. Unsure about what to do, you knock on the door.

"Come in." You hear Binnie's voice respond.

"Hey Binnie!" You open the door, smiling and happy to see your girlfriend again. She stands up, her icy look stops you in your tracks before her looks stops your breathing - She is dressed in a black suit jacket not unlike your own, along with matching suit pants, but underneath she is wearing a white tube top, showing off her slim abs. Her short black hair completes her CEO look beautifully.

"Binnie? Is that how you address your boss?!" She barks, snapping you out of your daze.

"I-I'm sorry! M-miss Bae?" You ask, slowly understanding what she has planned for you.

"Director, but that will do, come service me." Your eyes widen at her words as she settle back in the large conference chair at the head of the table, a thin belt tying her jacket together, not letting you see her figure underneath.

"S-service you?"

"Yes, come over here." You walk over to her, taking in the conference room - it was pretty standard - a large oval table in the middle, one nice comfy chair that Binnie's sitting in at the head of the table, and several chairs along the sides. There seem to be another door into the conference room, opposite from where you entered, you're unsure where that leads to.

Binnie taps away at her laptop, one hand motioning to her shoulders when you arrive behind her.

"Give me a massage while I work."

"Yes Miss Bae." Your hands knead at her shoulders, working the knots out of her neck. You decide to play along with her plan. "Long day today Miss Bae? You seem tense."

"Shut up, I pay you to massage, not talk." She shuts you up with an freezing remark.

Your continue to work her shoulders in silence, the only sound in the room being her fingers on the keyboard, and the occasional clearing of her throat as the two of you try to continue her role play. After a while she shrugs you off, her hands going to her jacket and sliding it off, exposing her creamy skin and delectable shoulders.

"Keep going."

"Yes Miss Bae."

You delight in feeling her soft skin under your hands, and so does Binnie apparently, unable to suppress a soft moan of satisfaction. You continue to massage her neck and shoulders, feeling the goosebumps rising on her skin while you work. Her breaths get heavier the longer you go, her shoulders rising and falling visibly, and you see her flush faintly red, spreading through her body.

Suddenly you hear an alert ring from her laptop, and she jolts in her seat, breaking the two of you from your trance.

"Newbie!" She addresses you, her tone business-like. "I have a conference call, get under the desk."

"I-I'm sorry?"

"Get under the desk, you are going to continue to service me while on the call." She scoots to the edge of her chair as you get under the desk. With a clink of her belt and the sound of fabric sliding down her legs, you see her pants and panties by her ankles. You look up from the ground and are greeted by the sight of her pink folds, already shining with her arousal. She grabs you by your head, pulling you closer to her crotch. She tilts your head up, making sure you hear her every word.

"Lick me, but you better not make me cum, if you make me cum you'll regret it." Her challenge puzzles you.

"What? Lick you but not make you cum, how do I do that?"

"That's your problem, now lick." She pulls your head in, her thighs closing in around you, and you are forced to scoot closer to her, her legs ending up trapping your shoulders from behind. You end up buried between her toned thighs, face planted wholly in front of her slit. She bucks her hips into you, making you kiss her lower lips, and you take the hint, sticking your tongue out and lapping at her juices.

You vaguely hear Binnie talking as you get to work, her thighs muffling your hearing. You're not sure how much of this is real and how much of it is her being true to her role, but you do your best to bring her pleasure, licking up and down her folds, kissing and blowing gently over her pussy. To your satisfaction you feel her legs quiver against your body, her thighs squeezing your head gently when you reach higher with your tongue, flicking her sensitive nub.

You lean in further, delving your tongue into her tunnel, running it along her walls. You feel her freeze in place as you do so, a pity you couldn't see her face contorted in pleasure as she tries to keep her voice steady. You keep at it, prodding and exploring her heat with your tongue, enjoying her taste as you do so. It is only when you feel a sharp contraction of her walls that you remember your task, and you quickly back out, not wanting to bring her to orgasm. Her thighs squeeze your head, her legs twitching against your back in frustration, her body desiring a peak even as her commands said otherwise earlier.

You go back to lighter licks, teasing Binnie, keeping her on the edge, not giving her the penetration her body is crying out for. You play with the area around her pussy, kissing her thighs, drawing circles on her flesh with your tongue, your hands gripping her thighs firmly to keep her in place. You're not sure how her call is going, but to echo her sentiment earlier, that's her problem.

Thinking she has backed off her orgasm enough you go back to her slit, dripping with even more juices than before. You lick her eagerly, poking just a little bit of your tongue into her. Her thighs quickly tighten around you again, and in your attempt to control the pace, your nose bumps into her clit, sending a small spurt of juice in your face. You decide to tease her just that little bit more, your tongue taking a quick swipe at her nub, and she splashes your face with more liquid arousal. You feel her body tremble, her knees going around your head, trying to pull you in, but you manage to deny her any further contact.

The trembling soon stops however, and her thighs finally release the muffling on your ears. You hear a "I have to go, bye." from Binnie, the call apparently over. You are shocked when Binnie pulls you up by your hair, your eyes suddenly seeing her palm, before you feel your head split open by one of her patented finger flicks.

"Ow fuck!" You shout, stunned by the sudden pain. You feel your head jerked up, looking up at Binnie from a kneeling position.

"You useless asshole, the second worst thing you could've done is make me cum, but you went ahead and did the worst thing possible!" Her hand shakes in anger, moving your head around roughly.

"W-what did I do?"

"You ruined my orgasm! Fuck you, you owe me one right now, get in the chair!"

"What, how?" You are confused, did you really bring her to orgasm with that last lick? She doesn't give you time to think however, pulling you up by your hair before shoving you into the chair. She damn near tears your pants and boxers off, your cock more than ready for her.

"Binnie wa-" She shuts you up with a loud moan as she impales herself on you, taking you all the way to the hilt. She rides you hard and fast, her hips never stop moving as she grinds down on you, her hair becoming a mess with her violent riding. The entire chain of events has your mind reeling, and seeing Binnie take complete control of the situation turns you on to no end - you hadn't seen this side of her before. She grabs you by the collar, taking your lips hungrily, her tongue plundering your mouth. Her riding gets even rougher, and you can hear her body clapping against yours as she slams and grinds into you. Her pussy grips you like a velvet glove, tighter despite her ruined orgasm.

The entire thing proves too hot and too much for you to handle, and your orgasm descends on you in a rush. With a groan against her lips you wrap your arms around her waist tightly, pulling her against you and releasing a thick load inside her. Binnie feels the sudden warmth flowing into her and breaks the kiss, snapping you out of your orgasm instantly with a stinging slap across your face.

"You can't even last long enough for your woman? Might as well get another girl!" As you mind reels from both pain and pleasure, she yells at the unknown door behind you.

"Secretary Kim, come in!" In your current state you are shocked to see Jiho come through the door, dressed in a loose white blouse and beige pants.

"You called Director Bae?" Binnie sits on the conference table, kicking you and the chair you're in away, leaving you rolling across the conference room. She spreads her legs for Jiho, a small stream of white leaving her folds.

"Clean me."

"Right away." Without a second word Jiho dives into Binnie, one hand brushing her hair back while the other spreads Binnie open further. She licks up the trail of your cum spilling from Binnie, before fully making out with her pussy. Jiho puts on a show for you, planting her tongue on Binnie’s clit and licking it firmly, driving the already on-edge Binnie to a quick climax.

"Finally! Ah yes!" With a squeal the "Director" pushes Jiho into her crotch, bucking her hips up into Jiho's face. After a minute of intense flexing, Binnie finally relaxes her grip on Jiho, allowing the supposed secretary to break away and face you, her face covered with her boss' fluids.

"Good job Miss Kim."

"T-thank you." Jiho says, taking deep breaths to recover her breath. Binnie stands up, getting behind Jiho. She forcefully strips her secretary, lifting Jiho's blouse up and over her head, removing her bra with a simple snap, exposing Jiho's petite breasts to you.

"Miss Kim here has told me she misses your cock, so I graciously invited her here today." Binnie says as she pulls down Jiho's pants, a damp spot already visible on her panties.

"In fact, I was calling her just now, I was telling her exactly what you were doing to me, until you ruined everything." She looks at you with a venomous glare, causing you to visibly flinch as she walks towards you.

She places both hands on the armrests of your chair. "So, you will make her cum with your cock, as many times as she wants, and if you cum... Miss Kim, panties." She holds her hand out behind her. Jiho obediently slides her panties off her long legs, handing them to Binnie. "I swear I will make you wear her panties on your head when you walk out of the building."

"I-I... okay." You had no other choice but to agree, even though you're not sure how long you can last - even after climaxing once, the situation was insane, and adding Jiho to the mix turned you on even more.