“I can smell your dirty little cunt,” Peter typed on his phone and smirked. Her face went red from across the conference room table surrounded by the senior staff at the law firm.

Betty looked down at her phone and from her lap, he could see her typing vigorously. “Stop it!” She looked up, trying to concentrate on the head partner giving a speech. Her mind thought about the previous night with Peter.

“I can’t help it; my dick is oozing with precum,” he wrote. “Last night was amazing, I need you now, I cannot wait for this meeting to end!”

She looked down again, her fingers moving, “I know, I am still wet, my vagina hurts, in a good way! XOXO” she typed. “But please, not now!” She looked to either side to make sure the associates flanking her weren’t reading what she wrote. His erection was clearly showing through his worsted wool slacks. He decided to cross his legs to hide it. Betty giggled at the camouflage move, knowing why he needed adjusting in his chair. “What’s the matter Peter, your cock giving you problems? I’m sure if I crawled under this table, I could take him out and suck him dry in minutes if not seconds!” 

Peter adjusted again. Now his face became flush. He knows her best talent was how she used her mouth, lips, and tongue on him. “Fuck! Now I need you to stop Betty!”

“Oh, what’s the matter, can't you take a little of your own medicine? Are you thinking about watching my tongue roll on your head, your cock disappearing into my mouth, and slowly I swallow your eight-inch dick!?” Peter could not look across at her, he knew it would be best if he concentrated on the sermon, or rather the lecture from his superior. “Reach down and rub him for me!” came across his phone.

His fingers brushed his tip. “I did, you’re making me crazy!”

She smiled and looked down again, typing, “Now pinch him for me like my teeth would.”

He looked across at her, angrily. “My turn, since you want to play dirty. Remember my tongue grazing along your clit, how I explored you up and down, reaching down to lick your tight balloon knot!” Betty clearly recoiled at the thought of his amazing tongue on and into her. Nobody gave her oral like him. She squirmed in her Aeron chair and felt his tongue exploring her ass. “Feeling my tongue in your ass are we?” He typed.

“Of course, very much like I rimmed you!” she responded. Betty smirked, knowing that made him crazy and gave him so much pleasure.

“Peter, can you add to the discussion since your lead council on this case?” The request from his superior startled him.

He was halfway into his next text when he blurted, “Fuck, I can’t take it!!” Then realized he spoke out what he meant to type. Several mouths hung open around the table while Peter began to stutter. “I’m, I’m, well…I’m sorry about that outburst, this case has me flustered and I’m quite emotional about it frankly!”

The partner looked puzzled and said, “this corporate merger has you emotionally upset? Why Peter, I am impressed with your passion for the project!” And rolled his eyes sarcastically.

“Brilliant!” Was the next text he got from Betty as he began to compose himself. “Just remember you started this,” she continued, barely containing her laughter.

He looked down to read the next text. “You must be thinking about me and our night, how we fucked for hours, how you took me anally for the first time and how much I loved it, despite the initial pain. As soon as this meeting is over, I want you in my office, ready to fuck me. My pussy is so wet, and my panties are drenched!”

Peter looked shocked by the text from Lea, his boss, sitting at the opposite end of the table.