Your visit had been a surprise to Zenkichi. Of course, while you knew he wouldn’t have been expecting you, you also knew his usual routine. Meaning you wouldn’t be disturbing him during crunch time unless it was something really last minute - and if that was the case, you could just try again some other day.
His face was pleasantly surprised after you knocked and, preceding his call to come in, stepped into his office. But he wiped the surprise from his face quickly, trying to maintain a facade of calm.
“What’re you doing here?” he asked curiously.
“Hey, nice to see you, too,” you teased him sarcastically with a smile. Zenkichi sighed softly and you continued. “I just wanted to stop by and say hello, check in on you,” you joked.
Zenkichi laughed half-heartedly as you approached his desk, placing a palm on one corner. The teasing pleasantries carried on for a little while, a time during which you glanced subtly around the room, searching for anything you could identify as a security camera and finding nothing. Satisfied you weren’t being watched, you leaned forward, over the table, far enough to whisper to him.
“You know, I might have lied. I might just be here because I can’t get enough of you and wanted more.”
Zenkichi’s eyebrows rose instantly and a flush of red dotted his cheeks. You doubted he was embarrassed, more aghast at the scandalousness of your implication. Again he squashed the expression, but his voice was a hush when he hurriedly spoke. “W-what are you thinking?” he questioned in a stern tone, almost as if scolding you.
You glanced sidelong behind you at the office door - which you had purposefully closed - and again to the corners of the room. “I don’t see a camera or anything anywhere. What’s the harm?” you tried to convince him.
“Because. What do you think’ll happen if I got caught getting up to something in here?” Zenkichi spat back, his voice remaining quiet as if he suspected someone was already listening in.
“Well, we just don’t get caught then,” you dismissed. “Besides, everyone’ll be off at lunch. You worry too much.”
You moved around the desk, dragging the tips of your fingers along the surface before abandoning it completely. You moved your hand to take hold of the knot of his tie and leaned in to give Zenkichi a quick kiss. You let go, moving a bit closer and kneeling to slip beneath his desk.
“What are you doing ?” Zenkichi’s voice was still cautiously hushed, but you could hear the bit of flustered panic creeping in, too.
“What does it looklike?” you asked drolly, holding his wide-eyed gaze.
“Itlookslike something that could get me into hot water if anyone hears about what’s happening.”
“Hm, better be quiet then,” you told him with a slight shrug of your shoulders, before turning your attention to his pants.
Leaving him speechless for a few moments, you fussed with his belt, unbuckling it and unbuttoning his slacks. You pushed them and his underwear down far enough to reach in and pull out his, already starting to twitch and harden despite his protests. You paused, still hearing no true complaint from Zenkichi. You met his eyes and waited for him to tell you off and to stop for real. But he only nervously glanced up from you toward the door, as if double-checking that all was still clear.
Deciding you had waited long enough, and taking his continued stunned silence as your permission to carry on, you bent forward, giving his cock a few loose pumps with your hand before easing your lips over the tip. Zenkichi’s reaction was instant, one hand digging into the arm of his chair, his lips thinned and pressed together as he fought not to groan.
You slowly eased more of his growing erection into your mouth, drawing back a few times before you had taken him fully and then bobbing back down. Above you, small, muffled sounds met your ears, just barely, and in front of you, Zenkichi’s hips moved unconsciously. Had your mouth not been preoccupied, you would have grinned. Instead, you focused on taking more of his length until you were at your comfortable limit.
Sucking in your cheeks, you let your tongue relax and loll forward, moving up and down, again slowly at first. You dipped one hand into the opening of his pants, cupping and massaging his balls as you sucked. You increased your pace steadily, unconcerned with the quiet, wet noises that broke the silence of the room or the dribble of saliva down your chin.
Zenkichi stiffened abruptly, but not in the way you knew meant he was coming. You hadn’t even felt the signs yet that he was that close, so the stiffness of his body was from something else. Slowing just a bit to lessen the lewd noises, you caught the faint sound of voices. So that was his reason for being suddenly uncomfortable. It wasn’t enough to stop you though, realizing it was likely just coworkers passing in the hall. Secretly, though, the idea that those voices might be on the way to the office and you could be nearly caught in the act was thrilling. It just made you want to suck him off more vigorously and see just how well he could keep his own mouth shut while you were at it.
The voices only lingered for a minute or two, but they were enough to hold him back as long as they remained, despite your best efforts. You resumed your actions with more enthusiasm once the voices had faded, and Zenkichi had to quickly squash a groan that tried to escape. You knew from the start he would be able to control himself well enough, but you were still a bit impressed, especially the more you felt his cock throb and twitch.
His frame relaxed once the voices were gone, save for the iron grip of his hands, now on both sides of his chair. When you looked up - at least as best as you could with your mouth still stuffed full - his eyes had shut tight, and his face looked as if he was reaching for something or straining for control. You could tell he was trying to stop himself from bucking into your mouth, though he wasn’t completely successful, and his hips rolled slightly into your attentions. Fortunately, it wasn’t enough to give you trouble, acting more to encourage and arouse you.
Your pace increased again, and you made the effort to sink down a little further and stay down a bit longer, letting your tongue squirm against him to add even more stimulation. Your efforts were rewarded when Zenkichi stiffened again, though this time it was preceded by a hushed curse. He lost the fight to contain the roll of his as he came, thrusting into the heat of your mouth with each jet of cum until he was spent.
You swallowed with each pulse of his cock, straining to ensure you didn’t miss a drop, lest it act as evidence something had been amiss later on. You pulled off his cock carefully when he had no more left to give, swallowing hard once more to clear your throat and you looking up at him cheekily.
Above you, Zenkichi gave a sigh that was equal parts content and exasperation, as if the orgasm had been very enjoyable, yet he still couldn’t believe what he’d just done in his office of all places.
“See? You were worked up over nothing,” you teased, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand to clean away any stray spit or cum.
His eyes opened, and he met your eyes again, still knelt between his legs beneath his desk, your hands on his knees. “Sure, thanks. Now can you pleaseget out from under there?” he began, the previous rushed tone returned. “ Beforesomeone comes in needing something from me.”
You rolled your eyes as he went about tucking himself back into his pants and buckling his belt, but listened, seeing as you’d had your fun and needed to be going anyway. Someone who had been less familiar with him might have taken offense from his words and attitude, but you knew better than that.
“Don’t act like it wasn’t at least a littlefun,” you chastised him once you stood beside him at his desk again.
You bent down, giving him one last quick kiss on his cheek, his beard scratching at your chin a bit. You paused before you pulled away, moving to readjust the knot that you’d made askew earlier when you grabbed his tie, that he hadn’t seemed to notice.
“I’ll see you later - after work,” you promised as you made your way from his desk to the door.
As much fun as it was seeing how quiet Zenkichi could stay, later would be even more fun when he inevitably got some payback.
