Unspoken Pleasure

James' eyes shot over to the phone on his desk. The intercom opened unbidden. "Your meeting, Mr. Campbell?" Melanie asked. Her voice was harsh and overloud through the phone. James reached to turn down the volume, but the mouth around his dick held him in place.

Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.

"Yes, Molly and I are, um, finishing something up. Be out in a second." How had fifteen minutes passed so quickly? James looked over at his screen. Twenty minutes! He was already late.

"I'll let the team know you're behind," Melanie said.

Slurp. Slurp. Slurp. Molly wasn't stopping. Not even slowing. And her happy little grunts seemed to be getting louder. Was his baby girl really going to do this to him?Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"He's almost there," Molly called out from under the desk. She cupped her father's balls as she said it, as if checking to confirm her prediction. Then she went right back to sucking. She wrapped her fist around her father's shaft, but she didn't stroke with it. Instead she held the skin back and taut, holding back his climax while she bathed his cockhead with her saliva.

The intercom clicked, like Melanie had hung up. James reached over to switch off the phone, to prevent his assistant from accidentally listening in, but instead he knocked the whole apparatus onto the floor. It tumbled with a loud crash. Molly didn't even look up.

There was a firm knock on the door. "Mr. Campbell? You OK in there?" The door cracked open. Molly loosened her grip on James' dick. One stroke. Two.

"Oh!" James couldn't contain the gasp as, just like that, his cock spewed out.

At the same moment, as James dumped his pleasure down his baby girl's throat, Melanie stepped fully into the room.

"Phone... dropped..." James said, the words barely coherent. He lay back in the chair. The orgasm was still racing through him. "Where's Molly?" Melanie asked, confused. The buxom blonde popped up from under the desk like a happy little jackrabbit.

"Got it!" she said. James looked up and saw his daughter was holding the phone in the air like a dirty Statue of Liberty. Her hair was mussed to heck and her blouse was still too open by about three buttons. For the first time, James was happy his office was always a bit on the dark side.

"They cancelled the meeting," Melanie said, "I told them your daughter was here and they pushed it back to next week."

"Oh. OK," James said. Molly put the phone back on his desk and ran her fingers through her hair. James realized his pants were still down around his knees. His thighs were cold. His penis hung limply in the open air. God, this wasn't going to get better, was it?

"You have something on your chin," Melanie said, pointing at Molly. Nope not better at all.

"Oh!" Molly exclaimed. She reached up and pulled the remains of her father's spend into her mouth with a naughty little grin. "I had a glazed donut earlier and I must have missed some."

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"Uh huh," Melanie said.

James sat a little straighter. But not too straight. This was so bad! "Anyway," he said, trying to keep his voice deep, "Meeting's cancelled. So that means we can go get lunch, right?" "I'll update your calendar," Melanie said.

"Block out the next two hours," James said, "I want to spend as much with my daughter as I can. That is, spend as much time with her. Lord, what is wrong with me today?"

The three of them all laughed nervously. Melanie nodded and tapped at her phone. She walked out of James' office, pulling the door closed behind her. "God, that was close," James said.

"She's super cute," Molly said, staring after Melanie. "I don't have any competition here do I?"

"I don't think she'd be into that," James said, "To her, I'm just a strange, scary, old man."

"Oh, I doubt that," Molly said, "Everyone loves my super sexy Daddy. Besides, you didn't see the way she was looking at us before."

"You mean with cum dripping out of your mouth and your bare breasts hanging out of your shirt?" James asked.

Molly looked down and seemed to notice her open blouse for the first time. "Oops!" she said and quickly buttoned up. "So, you said you wanted to get lunch?"

"One meal wasn't enough for you?" James asked.

"I am a growing little girl," Molly said. She sat down on the desk and winked at her father. Her butt bumped against the picture of herself in that chorus outfit. When did that innocent little girl in the picture transform into the minx sitting on his desk?

"Actually, I was thinking we should order in." James said, wrapping his arm around Molly's waist and pulling her close to him. "That way I can eat... out."

"Oh Daddy!" Molly said a bit too loudly. James couldn't hear, his head was already buried between his blonde baby girl's thick thighs.