Mercy

Chapter Three

"The bastard still hasn't shown up yet," Zyporrah hissed to herself as she angrily tapped on her keyboard.

The last board meeting had ended promptly at seven and Zyporrah had rushed out to call the chauffeur to gain any progress on how much longer their guest would be, only to her shock that the chauffeur was still waiting at the airport. Frantic that there had been a delay, Zyporrah then called the concierge of the airline, only to find out that his plane had landed at 5:30pm.

Their guest had arrived but had decided not to show, or provide the decency to call.

Zyporrah huffed in annoyance as she began to type a summarized report of what had occurred in the board meetings. The time on her computer screen was 9:15pm and she was more than livid that she was leaving later than expected.

"You can leave now Miss. Hayes," Joon said as he exited his office. "I feel if you stay any longer you won't have any work to do tomorrow."

"Oh! I'm sorry Mr. Mal-Chin," Zyporrah apologized as she quickly stopped her typing. "It's just I had to do something because our guest –"

"Is a complete and utter asshole, I know." Joon scowled as he peered at his silver Rolex watch. "Since I'm sure you've already typed up the reports for the board meetings, and organized my schedule for the twentieth time, you can leave and come in at 10 tomorrow, I'm sure you'll need the rest."

"Okay!" Zyporrah exclaimed happily as she quickly gathered the reports she finished and sorted them neatly at the edge of her desk then proceeded to gather her large black leather satchel bag from her desk drawer. "You ready to go?"

"I'll be staying here for the night," Joon chuckled as he witnessed Zyporrah's eagerness to leave. "Going to miss me?"

"Hah no!" Zyporrah laughed as she quickly trotted to the elevator and quickly pressed the button. "I'll make sure to have your breakfast on your desk though."

"You're so cold to me Miss. Hayes," Joon exasperated as he dramatically clutched his chest. "I know in your heart that you want to stay at your desk until morning."

"You are a goddamn lie!" Zyporrah laughed as she walked into the summoned elevator and quickly turned to Joon. "Don't work too hard sir."

Joon smiled sadly as he waved good bye to Zyporrah and retreated back into his office.

Zyporrah sighed, despite the fact that she laughed so heartily the mood was sobered quickly with Joon's sad expression. Even though she acquired a close friendship with her boss throughout the six years she had worked for him, he always had that sad closed off look whenever she left. She knew he didn't fancy her nor she him; their personalities were too dominant and pleasure in the workplace was not something they believed in. So what was it?

The ding of the elevator brought her out of her musings and she proceeded to walk out the building towards the parking garage.

Her car was a black 2018 Toyota Camry XSE that was nestled nicely in a reserved spot that Joon had graciously given her as a symbol of their friendship. As she hurried to her car, her heels cackled with each step until she heard a sound that she could yet couldn't place.

Quickly taking off her heels and slipping on her flats, Zyporrah quietly grabbed her phone, placed her bag near her car and then moved herself closer towards the sound.

As she slowly stalked towards the opposite side of the parking garage, the echoing sound grew louder and louder. Until she saw them.

Leaning on the hood of a jet blue 2018 McLaren 570S was a black haired man in a grey Armani suit moaning as a brunette in a tight beige thigh-length pencil shirt and grey blouse with layered highlights bobbed her head in between his legs.

His black hair was a disheveled mess as he roughly gripped the brunette's hair as she rapidly bobbed her head swallowing up his length as much as she could, loudly slurping and sucking  as drool loudly poured on the floor.

Zyporrah frowned, just some employees who couldn't wait until they reached an hotel to participate in extracurricular activities.  As she began to slowly creep away not wanting to disturb, she stopped when the brunette removed her mouth and groaned.

"Mr. Niles, my mouth is starting to get sore, are you close?"

"I was almost there until you stopped gorgeous, so less talking and more focusing on what you're really good at."

Niles?

Zyporrah pondered. That was the name of the guest they were expecting.

"That mother-" Zyporrah growled lowly but then quickly tried to calm down her ire.

Making sure she was out of sight, she removed the flash feature on her phone and lowered the brightness. Then repositioning her phone to the perfect angle she began to record.

She had a front row seat to this show. All she needed was about three to five minutes of footage, enough to send to Joon so that they could blackmail this bastard for wasting their time waiting.

As Zyporrah recorded, the pair were completely oblivious, too absorbed in each other's pleasure to know or care. The brunette's hair was a mess as Niles gripped hard and motioned her head how he pleased, uncaring if the poor woman could effectively breathe, only eager to reach his climax. Faster and faster he bobbed and angled her head on his length, moaning greedily as he slowly pulled her head away from his length so she could suckle on the tip then ramming his entire length without warning back inside her warm throat.

Sweat glistened on his forehead as he alternated between fast and slow speeds to bring him closer and closer to ecstasy. As the brunette moaned at the delightful abuse she was given, drool continued to spill out and splatter on her knees and the concrete floor, causing a mess that Niles fully enjoyed from his view.

His breathing hitched as he was nearing his climax, buckling his hips to shove his erection further and further into the brunette's mouth until he groaned in pleasure, dumping his seed in the back of her throat.

As he released the brunette's head in a relaxed sigh, fully leaning on the jet blue McLaren for support, Zyporrah quietly then ended the recording and crept towards the opposite end of the parking garage. When she safely made her way and settled inside her car Zyporrah decided to text Joon, wanting the opportunity to show him the video in the morning to his face.

Our guest is in the parking garage. Maybe if you hurry, you can still discuss business with him.

xZyps

Soon after she sent the message, she revved up her car and drove home, not caring if she was seen or not, she had wasted even more of her time recording such amateur porn.

She couldn't imagine anymore excitement and yearned for bed until she realized she still had to be awake for her sleepover. Zyporrah groaned in annoyance and proceeded to speed a bit faster to her apartment when Saxa and Regina were waiting.

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