As the day would go on, Everything seemed to be going well. Sure Spike had to pull Twilight away from the slosh Pile to write up a few rejection letters and decide which was ready to go up for Ms. Harshwhinny to get a better look. Sure some books were more promising. But some were a little iffier, That was the one Spike had to reject from Twilight personally. Since she still needed training on knowing which books might be worth publishing.

The clock on the wall was reaching the end of the day. Spike felt a calming relief. While they were ready to get off and apparently, he and Twilight were having dinner with Gabby

“Come on I’ll show you were to clock out, and we’ll grab something to drink, I think I’m gonna need one.” He grumbled as he cleaned his desk up Twilight giving a thumbs up as she sneaked one of the Manuscripts into the bag. It wasn’t something work encouraged, but every once in a while, they could take one of them to get a better look just as long as they brought it back in one piece.

Spike was ready to walk off with Twilight when Ms. Harshwhinny was walking down the cubicles. Spike took a deep breath, as he hoped that she would walk right past him. Though it was clear that luck was not on his side, while he was sneaking back into his cubicle, Ms. Harshwhinny yelled for him.

“Mr. Draco! May I have a word with you!”

“I mean I’m off in two minutes couldn’t we wait for tomorrow.”

“Mr. Draco, you’ll be compensated for the time, but I want you in my office to discuss your work. We have much to talk about. Ms. Ruth can head to the clock since she’ll be off. But I’ll meet you in my office.” She turned away and walked back to the elevator. Spike just wanted to give a hard groan as he was ready just to run. Though he looked over to Twilight, who gave him a wide smile. Almost as if she had planned this.

“What did you do?” Spike asked his arms crossed while staring at the Succubus.

“Oh nothing, at all, What would I even do we’ve been working together all day.” She gave a light laugh.

“Oh, I am so getting back at you for this when I get a chance!” Spike muttered, knowing she had done something using her magic.

“For what I did nothing wrong, have fun.” Twilight stuck her tongue out teasing him even more,

“I will if I’m in trouble. I’ll get you for using that crazy Succubus magic.” He swore to god he would get revenge if there were some funny business.

“Hmm, Going give me a Spanking daddy?” She joked some watching as Spike was turning bright red. Again without saying a word, he turned around and walked off, knowing he lost this battle.

Spike took a deep breath walking over towards the Elevator. He wasn’t sure what was going to happen, as he imagined the scenario that Ms. Harshwhinny had in mind. The only thing he hoped for was that she wouldn’t fire him or worst. Ms. Harshwhinny wasn’t a delightful woman, who seemed far more serious about her work than anyone—only demanding the best.

Spike stepped into the elevator, standing there for the longest time listening to the horrible music as he was rising into the air. In many ways it was his fault, he should’ve put his foot down and got after the Succubus when he had the chance.

Once the elevator stopped, Spike stepped out, having a slight sense of balance as he made his way over to Ms. Harshwhinny’s office. He moved over to the closed door knocking on it. While he stood there for a minute waiting.

The door would eventually open up, and Spike walked in. Not realizing that the lights were dimmed down. Spike stepped into the office as Ms. Harshwhinny closed the door, For a second Spike imagined he heard a clicking sound.

“So, you needed to talk to me.”

“Take a seat.” Ms. Harshwhinny muttered as she walked from the door, taking her seat. In some ways, Spike imagined she looked like a Bond villain. All she was needed was a white cat to pet.

“Yes, I’ve been noticing some strange flux in your productivity for the last month.”

“What do you mean by that, Ms. Harshwhinny?” Spike quickly asked though Ms. Harshwhinny smiled at that response.

“Please call me Grace, you’ve been working at this company for five years,” Grace smirked more, as Spike noticed her uncrossing her legs slowly, before crossing them the other way. Her skirt was abnormally shorter than usual, and He managed to get a slight peak at per panties.

“Yeah, I got lucky when I was twenty, and got a job here.”

“Interesting, though, as I was saying before your work habit, seems to be slipping. Then there’s the fact the books you’ve presented me haven’t been good at all, and You’ve given me papers that I find aren’t adequate for the publishers.” She leaned against her desk, watching him. Spike took a deep breath as he realized her buttons had been undone and exposing her cleavage.

“I- uh- I’m sorry I’ll do better.” Spike Felt himself wiggling in his seat, trying to get more comfortable, as he was trying to think of something else, older woman in bikini’s, Baseball, anything but what was popping into his head.

“I know you will, I expect it.”

“Well, If that’s it, I better get going,” Spike got up doing his best not to let a specific part of him being noticed as he walked towards the door. He tried turning the handle but found it was locked. A pair of hands grabbing his shoulders, rubbing them slowly, that stern voice over.

“Hmm, I wasn’t finished; I’ve also Been noticing how you’ve looked at me, checking out my ass and being very Unprofessional. It could get you into serious trouble…”

“Well, I’ll make sure to keep my eyes off you, if you want that, I don’t want any trouble, Ms. Harshwhinny.” He gulped some imagine this was something Twilight had caused, maybe she got into her head and convinced her about something. Sure he looked and checked Ms. Harshwhinny.

“I told you to call me Grace. Now, how about this? I’ll keep your unprofessionalism behavior, to myself, if you do me a certain favor.” Spike felt her breast pressing against his back as he turned around. Grace slowly pulled her glasses off as she watched him seductively. Her hair was falling from the tight bun as she pushed in closer. Spike could see her buttons popping off.

“What would that favor be?” Spike asked more curious while keeping himself from showing his embarrassment. While Grace smirked some whispering,

“Do a few things my ex Husband could never do, now please get on my desk.” Spike Gulped as he walked towards the desk and sat there, pushing the papers out of the way. His butt pressed against the hardwood. While Grace reached over, making sure the door was locked, and the blinds hid everything.

She walked over towards him one step at a time when she began kicking her heels off. Which seemed to bring her some relief as she moved in closer. Her hand was reaching overtaking one button off at a time as she took it off, tossing it off into the air. Which somehow managed to land on Spike’s face.

Grace took a significant step as her hips swayed back and forth as she was standing in front of him, wearing only a Bra. What Spike saw was surprising, as he had figured she had small perky breasts, but it was clear she bounded them down as she began removing her Bra revealing large plump breast.

“Hmm, staring again, naughty boy, though I suppose that’s why I bound them, make sure my coworkers remain professional. Though maybe I should punish you.”

She was standing over him her hand, reaching over caressing his legs. As she started to grab his buckle was undoing it slowly. Spike was shocked while watching it. His heart was pounding.

This can’t be fucking happening, holy fucking shit! Spike groaned hard as he watched her, His pants bulging. While Grace smirked more, her lips pressing against his pants bulge, kissing it lightly as she began pulling it down.

“Hmm, such a big fat cock!” she moved, basically forcing his pants down hard. As she let Spike’s Cock flop out, Throbbing hard as she watched it with much excitement,

“Hmm, This will do, this will do.” She licked his cock head slowly, clearly teasing him more while Spike grunted as he stayed still, her eyes on him watching his reaction as she loved every second her legs rubbing together.

“Hmm, I bet such a Naughty boy would just love if I fucking such this fat cock of yours, don’t you, but you’ve got to earn it!” Her voice was getting husky as she pulled away. Her hands were moving around as she fumbled with her pants, Practically trying to get them off as fast as possible.

Spike groaned hard as he laid on the table, looking towards the ceiling. He was waiting for more, His mind flipped and flopped, as nothing was stopping Grace. She was a woman with determination. Nothing seemed to happen as he looked around. Feeling Graces hand’s rubbing his shoulders. That was when Spike watched her pull herself over, Her crotch Right in his face as he looked at it.

Such a sight as it was well shaved, and it soon got closer to him as he looked at her beautiful pussy.

“Hmm, now, have a taste, Mr. Draco.”

“Just call me Spike.” He muttered though It seemed Grace ignored him as she pressed her to snatch right against his face. Spike knew what she wanted and smirked some.

He couldn’t remember the last time he ate a woman out, but it was a good time he got to it. He reached over, grabbing his bosses Hips and pulled her down. His tongue was soon motioning over and placing his mouth against her pussy. Taking long slow licks.

Spike’s tongue moved around in a circle, as it penetrated her tight little cunt. It was hard for his tongue even to move. Though it was a sweet taste as he moved faster, her hips were grinding against him. As Spike reached over, twisting his arms around while rubbing her clit gently. The way his Boss moaned was something thought he would hear in his life.

Wow, I mean, I’ve dreamed of bending her over this desk and fucking her shitless, but I never imagined that this would happen. A hard gasp as she suddenly moved down and grabbing his cock, with a hard grip. She jerked him off, Which caused Spike to groan. His tongue was running a bit faster as it invaded deeply within her.

His heart was pounding faster. As he suddenly grunted, as he was stifled by Grace’s Pussy. Grace had begun pushing his cock down her throat, with vigorous desire. Spike Suddenly panted hard as it felt like she was sucking a golfball from a hose. The way her tongue rolled around as she moaned harder. Spike’s hips bucked against her mouth as he licked faster.

The two seemed to enjoy pleasing the other for a good few minutes. Grace pussy seemed to only tighten around his tongue. To the point, his tongue was a slight wiggle. A hard gasp while Grace was sucking faster. Her tongue was rolling around, wrapping around. Spike Grunted hard, feeling like he was going to cum at any second.

His balls tightened when Spike suddenly realized Grace stopped while pulling her pussy away from him.

“Hmm, now for the main event.” She watched him closely, like a lioness, as she positioned herself on top of him. His cock close to her entrance. As she growled and soon Slammed herself down.

She was about to Raise herself when there was a knocking on the door. Grace moaned her though bounced in pure shock looking over,

“I’m busy! Leave me be for a half-hour!” She screamed over and found a soft,

“Ok…” Such a moment as Spike sighed in relief.

“Let’s make this quick, got it.” Grace gasped as she started pushing herself up and down, Impaling herself with his hard throbbing cock. Her hips rolling back and forth. While Spike was feeling Grace put all her weight into him. His heart pounding as he reached around grabbing her ass cheeks and helped pushed her along faster. It was clear about one thing. The two were too horny to care, and were ready to fuck as fast as they could.

He gave her a firm smack as he thrust up against Grace as she fell. And soon, they would repeat this motion over and over again. His eyes mesmerized by her enormous breast bouncing from the positive force of their movement.

A Hash grunt as everything tightened, His balls, her pussy his cock felt like it was ready to explode. Grace reached over, covering her mouth. Muffling the screams she had as her eyes looked like they were close to popping out of her skull.

Spike couldn’t hold back, feeling himself spurting his load all over her insides. He felt as though he was hitting her cervix. He began filling her up with everything he had. Grace seemed to rock herself back and forth. Unable to find the strength to pick herself up. As she soon collapsed onto of him breathing hard.

“Fuck I needed that…” She muffled on into Spike’s shoulder as he patted her back.

“Glad to be of service, boss.” He muttered feeling still confused over the whole ordeal, but would just go with the flow. They seemed to lay there for a few minutes, just feeling the afterglow with such heavy breathing. The two would eventually pull away. Grace walked over, grabbing her clothes quickly, pulling them on.

“Well, that was something,” Spike muttered while he pulled his pants back over as he messed with his belt.

“It was nice, Don’t expect this to be a daily thing,”

“Yeah, I was kind of expecting that.” Spike agreed to nod his head as he adjusted his shirt, which was slightly wet from sweat and other fluids.

“We’ll be keeping this professional Don’t expect special treatment, or a promotion or even a raise. Otherwise, we could both be in trouble… Though we can do this again at another time, maybe my place.” She walked over as Spike nodded,

“Completely sounds fair, I’d rather it be that way, and we don’t talk about it.” Rubbing the back of his head while watching Grace writing down something and handing it over to him. He looked down and saw a Phone number.

“My number, We’ll be in contact in case I get this itch again. I can always get your number from the database. I’ll let you go.” Spike nodded, putting the sticky-note into his pocket, but before he could leave, Grace grabbed him from the back of the head, giving him another passionate kiss. This lasted much longer than usual.

Eventually, they pulled away from the passionate kiss, and Spike would soon head off.

Author's Note

Happy fouth of July