로그인WILLIAM For some reason, I thought it was all a dream. That I had been hallucinating or that it was all in my imagination. I opened my eyes, staring at the now-becoming-familiar ceiling above me, and realized I was back at Michael's house. I was in my room. The sun was just rising so it was definitely morning.Groaning, I managed to sit up, glancing at the alarm clock that sat on the desk beside my bed.7:40 AM.I didn't want to remember what happened last night. But it was vivid in my memory like a movie I couldn't stop watching. I remembered being lured outside by a stranger who sprayed me with something that made me pass out. And then I was in the car, blindfolded. I could hear their voices. Not one, not two, not even three women.Their voices plagued me even in my unconscious state and I knew then that I shouldn't have tried to act up with my stepmom. Then I opened my eyes in that familiar basement where my life turned upside down.My stepmom walked in and she could see I was t
WILLIAM I gulped as I followed my stepmom out of the office, praying that she wasn't going to try to hurt me. Michael looked at me with worry when I closed the door behind me but I knew she wouldn't be able to hurt me here.Not in such a public space.“You smell like him.” I heard her say as she leaned against the railing and I swallowed, trying not to act like I was nervous or guilty.“Like who?” I asked, pretending not to know what she was talking about and she scoffed.“Don't play dumb with me. Has he been making advances on you?” She asked and I blinked, genuinely surprised by her question.“We stay in the same office, it's only normal if his cologne somehow mixes with mine. And no, he's not making advances on me, I don't like men.” I lied, and she stared at me for a moment, like she was trying to decipher if I was telling the truth or not.“If he makes advances at you, you have no choice but to agree.” She said and my eyes widened in sheer shock. “Think about it, getting him to t
WILLIAMThe way my stepmom pounded on the door made me flinch in fear and I glanced at Michael in worry.“Don't worry about anything,” He whispered, fixing my hair. “Just sit and act like you're busy.” He added and I nodded, making my way to my desk before settling there.He finally pulled the door open, and she stormed in, her eyes narrowed in annoyance as she first glared at me, where I was seated, before turning to Michael.“That dumb secretary of yours wouldn't let me come see after so long!” She complained, crossing her arms with a pout on her lips and I tried to keep my focus on the tablet in front of me.I tried not to wince due to how my butt felt sore but I knew for a fact that I would gladly let him fuck anywhere, anyway. It wasn't my fault I was a sex addict. A nymphomaniac didn't even love sex as I did.“I'm sorry, sweetheart,” Michael cooed, pulling her into his arms. “I was in an important meeting. As a matter of fact, I just got out of the board meeting with William, an
WILLIAM My heart was beating so loud that I was sure Michael could hear it. How could someone knock at such a time? What if they opened the door and saw us like this?The knock echoed again, and I turned to Michael, who looked relaxed as he let out a sigh. Why wasn't he worried about this? As exciting as I found it, I didn't want it to actually happen!I watched as he reached for something under his desk and when he clicked on it, I heard the door click shut.“What do you want?” Michael called out, his fingers caressing my hole and I sucked in a sharp breath, slapping my hand over my mouth.The door handle twisted but didn't open and I let out a sigh of relief that turned into a moan when I felt the tip of his cock rub over my hole gently.“Uhm, Sir,” The lady's voice called out. “A woman claiming to be your wife is here to see you.”Everything in me went rigid when I heard that and my heart nearly stopped. My stepmom was here?“Why didn't you pass the message through the telecom?” M
WILLIAM“What are you doing—” I let out a shaky moan as Michael's hands slid down my waist to my pants, stroking my cock through the clothing. “You can't do this…” “You like it when I touch you here, don't you?” He whispered, palming my cock while his nose gently brushed the spot under my neck and my knees buckled slightly.“I don't…” I breathed, lying more to myself than I was lying to him. “Let go of me. This isn't proper.”“Come on, Will.” He blew on my ear gently and I shuddered from the pleasure it sent through me. He reached for the tablet in my hands and placed it on the desk before slipping a hand under my shirt.“Mike, stop…” I pleaded, even though I desperately wanted him to continue. “This isn't right. You're my stepmom's husband.”“Are you gonna tell her?” He asked, kissing my neck softly and I sucked in a sharp breath. “She's not gonna know if you don't tell her.” He added, dragging his tongue over the sensitive spot below my ear and I moaned softly.“Still…” I moaned, p
WILLIAM The footsteps drew closer and in panic, I managed to push him off me just in time. He stumbled backward just slightly and I straightened my shirt as the lady came into view.She nodded at Michael, who didn't care if he looked disheveled, but glanced at me like I was some kind of pest on her way.“Excuse me,” Her annoying perky voice said as she stood in front of me. “I need to use the printer. You're standing right in front of it.”She obviously didn't like me and I could tell from the way she glared at me like she wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. “Sorry,” I mumbled, stepping away from the printer while I glared at Michael whose lips curved in a teasing smirk.He was doing this on purpose to make me go insane and I wouldn't let him.“Come on,” I finally heard him say. “Let's go back to my office.” He said, grabbing my hand but I immediately pulled away and shoved my hands into my pockets.“Lead the way,” I grumbled and he sneered before walking away. I glanced ba
WILLIAMI couldn't believe my ears but the nonchalant expression on Michael's face told me everything I needed to know.“Then everything you said was a lie? You want me to be the only one to call you Mike yet you aren't interested in me? You said you loved my moans. You loved my eyes. They were all
WILLIAM“What are you talking about?” I stuttered, stepping away from her but apparently she knew nothing about personal space. She stepped even closer to me, her eyes narrowed at me like I was being interrogated.“You know what I'm talking about.” She said, crossing her arms over her flat chest. “
WILLIAM Michael's car sped down the road while all I could do was watch the scenery outside the window. I hated that we had to move because I knew no one here. I wasn't even familiar with my new city. Moving from Denver to Indiana was like changing countries entirely, which made me wonder why Mich







