Sabrina reached down and her fingers found the zipper of your pants.
"You sure?" you asked, glancing to the door of the Copier room.
"Are you saying no?" she asked, giving you another one of those pouty little smirks as she pulled the zipper down.
"No, no," you said. "I just- earlier today..."
"Earlier today I was offering it to you out of fear," she said. "It was the only thing I could think of to try and get you on my side. But then you turned out to be on my side no matter what. So now, John, I'm offering it to you freely because I want to."
"Say it," you said. She hadn't actually said the words yet, and you wanted to hear them.
"Say what?" she asked coquettishly.
"Say what you're offering."
"You want me to say it?" she asked, teasing. "They're filthy words though. Maybe I shouldn't." She leaned in close to you as her fingers snaked into the front of your pants. Her lips pressed to your ear and she whispered very quietly, "I want to wrap my lips around your cock, John. Then I want to run my tongue up and down your shaft, and take it in my mouth and feel it all the way to the back of my throat. Is that OK? Can I do that for you?"
Her fingers had wriggled around and found the hole to your briefs, and she carefully pulled your hard dick out and into the air between you. Her slender fingers were smooth and just a touch colder than your swollen, raging cock, and they played lightly over the shaft as she giggled in your ear.
"Yes," you said. "Do it."
"Mmmm," she moaned, biting her bottom lip as she slipped down, lowering to her knees. Soon she was kneeling in front of you on the copy room floor, holding your dick at the base with one hand while she looked up at you with those big eyes you'd imagined in this exact position before.
You were blessed with a bigger than average dick for sure, but in her small hands you looked huge - Maybe that's how porn does it. Girls with small hands. Sabrina licked her lips, her gaze slipping to examine your cock before coming back to meeting your own.
"Can I?" she asked you for permission. A shiver ran up your body, from your legs to your neck.
"God yes, Sabrina," you said. "Just- it's been a bit, and you've been teasing me all fucking day."
"That's OK, baby," she said, her breath hot on the side of your dick as she hovered around it. "I understand."
Then Sabrina stuck out her cute little tongue and touched it to the underside base of your dick, and like she was licking a big popsicle she ran her tongue all the way from the base to the very top.
"Fuuuuuck," you groaned.
She swirled her tongue around the head, popping it just inside her mouth a couple of times like she was slurping an ice cream cone, then smacked her lips and kissed your head.
"Is that good, baby? Do you like that?"
You nodded, words stuck in your throat.
"Here, hold my hair back for me," she said, letting go of your cock for a moment to pull her long, black hair back into a ponytail. She didn't have an elastic, so you let her pass it to you and now you were holding her head right at cock level. "Perfect," she said, smirking at you from the tip of your dick. Then she slurped your head in, her tongue darting back and forth, and slowly began to blow you.
She was sensuous about it, using every part of her mouth to tease and release you. Some of the time she stared down at your dick, practically cross eyed as she focused, then she would look back up at you and your heart and dick would both clench at the look in her eyes.
"Oh, fuck, Sabrina," you grunted, struggling to hold your orgasm back. It had been more than a few months since your last female encounter, and jerking off to Sabrina last night felt more like foreplay for this moment than preparation to hold your stamina. And she'd shown you her pussy today.
That was the wrong thing to think of.
"Where?" you babbled. "Soon."
"MmmMMMmm," she hummed, still slowly sliding your cock in and out of her lips. She didn't intend to release you. 'Give me your cum,' her eyes said. She took you deep, your cock nudging at the back of her throat, and she coughed for a moment but recovered quickly, her eyes brimming slightly. She didn't, maybe couldn't, take you in like that.
Not yet at least. Another dangerous thought for holding back.
It was too much. You squeezed Sabrina's hair like a handle, and released. She was ready, and she began swallowing immediately as your first hot blast felt like it pulled from every corner of your body, straight through your nuts and out your dick. Then Sabrina was using every part of her mouth to milk you - lips and tongue, sure. That was normal. But she also used the inside of her cheeks to vary the sensations. Even her teeth, extremely lightly applied, sent shivers and tingles through you, causing you to jerk in place as you spurt your load into her mouth.
Sabrina's mouth.
Your body rolled with the last big wave of your orgasm, and all she did was keep swallowing as you kept her head still, her mouth fastened around you.
"Fuck," you said, the emphasis entirely on the F you had been holding tightly between your teeth and your lips through the whole orgasm.
Sabrina didn't give up immediately, instead she went back to bobbing slowly, and you couldn't tell if maybe she was trying to keep you hard, or even go for an immediate round two. The way she was tender about her work, delicate and pleasing, was out of this world. Eventually she was too much, and you pulled her off by your hair-handle at the back of her head.
"Auuugh," she moaned, mouth open wide, spittle dripping from her lip as she took a deep breath.
"Well," she smirked, mouth still agape even as she smirked at you again, standing open almost like a well-fucked pussy. "How was that?"