Julie is enjoying her new job with Mr. Henshaw far more than she ever dreamed. At least once a day, she milks Mr. Henshaw of his creamy fluid. She loves the taste and how it slides down her throat and wonders why she refused to do it for all those years.
Julie is relatively satisfied giving Mr. Henshaw a handjob to extract his seaman. Twice though, she put the head of his giant cock in her mouth instead of resting it on her tongue as usual.
Their professional relationship has remained the same. There are interludes for mutual gratification, but after, it is back to work.
One afternoon, about fifteen minutes before Julie left, Mr. Henshaw called Julie into his office.
"Please make yourself comfortable, Mrs. Davies," Mr. Henshaw said, offering Julie a seat on the sofa.
Julie assumed Mr. Henshaw had called her in for another handjob. But Mr. Henshaw sat beside her and said he would like a chat.
"I would like to know if you are enjoying your job, Mrs. Davies," Mr. Henshaw asked in his usual mild-mannered voice.
Julie told Mr. Henshaw she looked forward to coming to work, which pleased Mr. Henshaw.
"Well, Mrs. Davies, I am more than happy with your work and the little extra you do for me."
"You are welcome, Mr. Henshaw. I enjoy that part too and look forward to it." Julie looked at Mr. Henshaw's crotch. "It seems you might be slightly uncomfortable now, Mr. Henshaw. Would you like me to take care of it?" Julie asked. Not so much for Mr.Henshaw. She wanted to hold his cock and drink his cum.
"That would be nice, Mrs. Davies. I like that you are using your initiative and so thoughtful," Mr. Henshaw said, putting his hand on Julie's knee.
That was the first time Mr. Henshaw had put a hand on Julie, and Julie found it comforting.
While Julie unzipped Mr. Henshaw's pants and freed his cock, Mr. Henshaw asked Julie if he could ask a personal question.
"Of course, Mr. Henshaw," Julie replied.
"Have you always been a sexual person?" Mr. Henshaw asked.
Julie giggled and apologized for doing so, "Sorry, Mr. Henshaw, far from it. I have never enjoyed sex."
Mr. Henshaw couldn't believe it. He wanted to know why Julie was so good with her hand and finishing him off the way she did.
"I don't know, Mr. Henshaw. The first time I saw you with an erection, I wanted to see it. It looked so big. Then when you told me what Mrs. Andrews did for you, I wanted to too. I was concerned about swallowing, but I just did it and enjoyed it."
Mr. Henshaw told Julie no matter what, he thought she was excellent and wanted it to continue. "I would like to ask though, Mrs. Davies..."
Julie cut Mr. Henshaw off. "I have a question, if I may, Mr. Henshaw. Would you mind if sometimes I used my mouth and not just my hand?"
It was Mr. Henshaw's turn to laugh, "You read my mind, Mrs. Davies. I was about to ask the same question."
Julie smiled and went down on Mr. Henshaw. She had had the head of Mr. Henshaw's cock in her mouth before but struggled after taking that and just four more inches.
After what Julie said about her inexperience, Mr. Henshaw let Julie suck him off the way she wanted. When it came time to let his load go, Mr. Henshaw warned Julie, as usual, it was coming.
Julie chose to stay down on him.
After Julie had milked Mr. Henshaw, she sat up and asked, "How was that?"
Mr. Henshaw congratulated Julie and told her it was fine.
"I will do better next time, Mr. Henshaw. I am sure with practice; I can improve," Julie said.
Mr. Henshaw told Julie he was sure she would but not to worry. He was satisfied with what she did.
That evening Julie was more than happy with herself but couldn't help but wonder why it was so easy and enjoyable with Mr. Henshaw. How different her life could have been if she had found a man like Mr. Henshaw years ago.
The following day, Julie arrived at the office first. When Mr. Henshaw came in, he said, "Good morning," to Julie.
Julie said excitedly, "Can we do it again? Please."
Mr. Henshaw wanted to prepare the morning schedule first but gave in when Julie followed him into his office and began tugging at his pants.