MasukTHE NEW SLUT IN HR (4)Drew handed Tee a drink. He didn’t wait for her to respond.“This will help, baby. Are you our little slút now?”Tee didn’t answer Drew. She just locked eyes with him, tilted her glass back, and emptied it in a few long swallows. Her lips parted in a slow smile, and she licked a stray drop from the corner of her mouth. That look on her face wasn’t shy. It was bold. Teasing.She handed the empty glass to me without looking, then dropped to her knees in front of him.She ran her hands up the insides of his thighs, slow and firm, like she owned him. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his pants, then moved up to his waistband. She looked up at him once more, her eyes daring him to tell her to stop. He didn’t.She undid his button, tugged the zipper down, and freed him. He was already hard. Her hands wrapped around the base, and without waiting, she leaned in.Her lips brushed the head. Then she opened wide and took him in all the way.Her mouth moved until her fa
THE NEW SLUT IN HR (3)"I’m still not understanding," Drew said. He was next to Tee, relaxed, arms spread wide along the back of the couch.Nicholas moved in front of her, sitting right on the edge of the coffee table. "Point it out," he said, locking eyes with Drew.Nicholas reached up and ran his finger across the logo on Tee’s shirt, right across her chest. Tee leaned forward. She didn’t blink. She gave him full access.Drew laughed. He slipped his hands around her from behind and grabbed her títs. He lifted them up and bounced them in his palms."These are my favorite part of the logo," he said, looking straight at me.Tee let her head fall back on his shoulder and laughed. Not nervous. Not shy. Like she was ready for this.Drew dropped his hands and leaned back again. That’s when it hit me. These guys weren’t just flirting. They were testing the waters in a bold, dominance way. It was the kind Tee seemed to want around. That’s why she invited them. She wanted this. I was meant to
The New Slut In HR (2)The next day, we both went to work. I couldn't focus on much of anything. All I could think about was Redd at the shop. The way she teased me the night before kept replaying in my head. I kept wondering if she was really going to wear that low-cut top she mentioned. I kept wondering if she’d actually let any of those guys see her títs.She told me she planned to ask them if they had any questions for her. That alone would open the door. And if they didn’t bite, she said she’d ask what they liked doing for fun. I knew exactly what that would lead to.I rushed home, heart thumping like I was the one being watched. I waited by the door like some fool waiting for his crush. The second Redd walked in, I could tell something had happened. She turned a little red when she saw me.“How was your day?” I asked, grinning.She tried to play it cool. “Asking them to think of questions for me might’ve been a mistake.”I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”“They were actually funny. Mo
Redd had recently been transferred to a new HR department at her job. She had been working with the sales team before. It was a pretty balanced group, men and women, and she had always blended in easily. But now, she was assigned to the machine shop. That was a different environment altogether. Nearly all men. The shift was immediate, and she felt it from the first day.That evening, she came home still dressed from work. I noticed the heels first. Her legs looked incredible in them. Then I saw the dress. It hugged her in all the right places, the neckline giving me a perfect view of her chést.Over dinner that night, I watched her closely.“So how was it?” I asked.She cut her food with more attention than necessary. “It was… something.”“Something how?”“It felt like walking into a boy’s club. Every man in there stared at me.”“You wore that dress?”She nodded. “I looked professional. It’s a work dress.”“You’re telling me not one guy looked away?”“Not one,” she said. “They didn’t
Teaching A Straight Girl To Cûm (4)I knew the second I touched her that I was already guilty of wanting more. I was not confused or ashamed about it.I wanted her open, trembling, and honest under my hands, and I wanted to hear it in her voice when she admitted she loved it.I have never been subtle about desire, and I was not about to start now.“Whoa, whoa, you okay?” I asked, slipping my finger under her chin and lifting her face.“Um… that was…” she started.Here we go, I thought.This was the moment where she panicked, grabbed her clothes, and bolted like the room was on fire."This is fúcking amazing. Wow,” Elowen Hart finished.I finally let out the breath I had been holding, relief flooding through me. She was not shocked.She was not ashamed. Rather, she was glowing. “It was my pleasure. Well, yours,” I said as I pulled my finger from inside her. Without stopping myself, I slid it into my mouth, slow and deliberate.Her eyes widened instantly.“Damn,” Elowen blurted.“Presh.
Teaching A Straight Girl How To Cûm (3)"Oh, fuck." she uttered, her eyes closing for a moment, her body reacting to the contact, not in revulsion or outrage but with pleasure.In that moment, she crossed the line as well, expressing enjoyment and pleasure while another woman's lips caressed her ear.I placed my hand on her arm and gently dragged my fingers up and down the smooth skin there, creating shivers in her and even more arousal in me."You have soft skin, Elowen, anyone can see that." I whispered in her ear before planting my lips on her supple neck.My fingers trailed along her shoulder, sending small shivers through her."Oh god!!" she breathed, arching slightly into me as I kissed her neck, soft and teasing, letting her feel my mouth moving against her.Emboldened by her moan, I pushed her head back upright so that her eyes were fixed on her reflection again.I reached around her a bit, letting a single finger touch the upper part of her breasts that her gown showed elegan