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think?’
    She chuckled softly. ‘Good point.’ Almost as though it had a mind of its own, her hand moved over her jacket to brush against her breasts. Nearly unnoticeable beneath the power suit, her hips shifted against the seat and she sat forward slightly as though she were anticipating his presentation. As he released his rapidly expanding cock and squirmed to free his balls into the cup of one hand, her eyes never left his crotch. She sat quietly with her legs still crossed. One hand had moved inside her jacket and he imagined she was stroking an erect nipple through the silk blouse.
    ‘That’s good, Alan. Well done,’ she whispered as she watched him thrust and rock against his hand. ‘You’re magnificent when you’re hard, when you’re touching yourself, stroking your balls. Everyone needs to come, Alan. They’re all waiting to shoot their wad. But only the alpha wolves get to come. Remember that. Only the alpha wolves.’
    Her jacket had fallen open to reveal her enthusiastic kneading of her breasts, the hard pinching of her nipples, and the obvious fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She fumbled with the buttons on her blouse and ran a hand inside. A sigh trembled over her lips as her hand cupped and kneaded bare flesh.
    And he was suddenly an exhibitionist in a way he could have never imagined himself – him always so conservative, always so buttoned down. He pumped hard against his hand, imagining her pussy tightening around him, imagining the slick grip of her. He shoved his trousers down over his hips until his bare arse rubbed and slid against leather.
    ‘You’re full, aren’t you, Alan?’ Her voice was becoming more breathless. ‘It arouses you what you’re about to do in that conference room, doesn’t it? Your balls ache with the weight of it, the anticipation of it. But you can’t go in there like this. You can’t think with your cock. So now’s the time to take care of it, then you’ll go in relaxed and ready. You’re almost there, I can tell. Come for me, Alan. Empty your balls for me, and it’ll be so good, I promise.’
    And just when he was about to burst, she moved next to him and caught his wad in a soft cotton handkerchief, gently wiping and stroking him clean while he struggled to catch his breath.
    ‘There, now. That’s so much better, isn’t it? You came so good. And now –’ she folded the handkerchief carefully and stuck it in the pocket of her jacket, giving him just a glimpse of bare breast as she did so ‘– you’re all set.’
    The meeting had been a complete success followed by dinner and drinks to celebrate. It was only after everyone had been safely tucked in taxis and sent home mildly but happily drunk that Alan realised he’d left his briefcase at the office. As he exited the lift, he was still thinking about the uncanny successes of the past week and wondering if sex – even solo sex – really had anything to do with it. The rustling of cloth and a moan startled him and he stopped in his tracks across from the darkened conference room. There was another rustle and a soft buzz. Cautiously, he pushed the door open and peeked inside. He was greeted by the sound of Victoria’s voice.
    ‘Either come in or stay out, but shut the door.’
    As he pulled the door to behind him, the buzzing became more prominent in the darkness.
    ‘Lock it, would you? Sorry, I forgot to. I wasn’t expecting company at this hour.’ Her voice was breathless, strained, and as his eyes adjusted to the dark, he understood why.
    She sat on the end of the conference table with her legs splayed, stilettoed feet resting on the arms of the chair at the head of the table.
    Her shirt was open and her breasts forced upward over the top of a pale lace bra, nipples at attention from the hard press. Her skirt was up over her hips and the crotch of her panties was shoved unceremoniously aside to make room for a hefty penis-shaped vibrator which was buried to the hilt and buzzing