I was under his desk, laughing silently. John was in his chair, cock out, and talking to his dad, his boss. He was doing his best not to give away the fact he was being pleasured, but it was becoming difficult. I was tauntingly stroking, or licking him, every so often. I could hear the conversation, and knew his dad was starting to think something was going on, but didn't investigate. "Uh. Oh God. Yes dad, I'll bring you...