Ebony sucker

The phone rang at the security desk. Bill put down his newspaper and looked at the clock. It was 8:10; everyone should have been gone by now. He picked up a pencil to log the call, then answered the phone. “Security desk, Bill speaking.”
“Hi Bill.” The woman’s voice was soft and smooth. “It’s Jayde. I’m hoping that you can help me.”
“I’ll do what I can, ma’am. What seems to be the trouble?”
“Ah, well, no trouble, so to speak. But, um, I was hoping that you could come in the conference room. My friend Mae said that you were very, uh, creative, in helping her the other night after everyone had left.”
Bill put down his pencil; his cock began to harden immediately. He couldn’t forget Mae. She was a large black woman who had called him to the conference room after hours. That night they sixty-nined on the conference room table before he fucked her from behind. Mae had said that his oral prowess would bring more sexual opportunities. Bill got up and went to the conference room. He was sure that this was one call that wasn’t going to make the log.
When he got to the conference room, the lights were dimmed and he saw no one. Bill called out, “Hello?”
One of the high-back leather chairs swung around; in it was a striking black woman wearing a coy look and high heel shoes. She wore peach-colored lipstick and a complementary colored eye shadow. Unlike Mae, she was fit with modest breasts and generous hips. “Come here, Billy,” she said, motioning with her index finger.
Bill walked across the room; his cock hardening with every step that he took. He could not believe that this woman wanted him.
“My friend Mae says you’ve got a very talented tongue.” She shifted in her chair, pulling her dress up higher on her thighs until it barely hid her crotch.