Is This For Real?

12.41 Neil replied: "Damn...I need my huge dick sucked."

12.42 Cass: "I dont do that"

12.44 Neil: "Hah I feel the walls breaking."

12.45 Neil: "You dont have to do anything, I'll just borrow that sexy mouth of yours"

12.45 Neil: "I can't wait"

And so the conversation ended. Cass never replied to any of that.

"That's when I... that's when I came," Cass explained, blushing.

"Came? Did you... ugh... did you masturbate?" I groaned through her jerking my dick vigorously. Cass rarely masturbated, and to think she did it while chatting with the janitor at my work, the disgusting man that was Neil.

I was so turned on it was hard to comprehend. I was barely able to think straight. My whole body was trembling from the buildup during Cass' texting with Neil.

"Yeah. I got so turned on doing something taboo. I don't know what came over me! I was contemplating sending him that picture for so long. In the end, I figured you'd love being denied the conversation and then see how naughty I'd been. Fuck, he's so crass! He more or less told me he wanted to fuck my face, right to me!"

Cass increased the speed significantly as she talked, twisting her hands slightly as she worked my dick. She even slid a hand down into her pants, starting the rub off herself. Cass was now masturbating both me and her at the same time, to the thought of this mutual, vile fantasy that we now both shared.

"Lean back," I urged, desperate to fuck her.

"Can't. We're out of condoms," Cass said, looking at me with an evil grin, essentially denying me sex. "This'll have to do!"

"What if you go down on me?" I tried. I desperately needed to get off.

"But Isaac, you know I don't really like that! I think I'll just jerk you off instead, what do you say? Maybe I'll save my lips for some other cock. I mean, some other time," Cass teased, slowing her jerking waaay down.

It was too much.

"Do it," I moaned on an impulsive whim, barely thinking it through. I was barely able to keep my voice steady even. I regretted it almost as soon as I said it. But grunted hard also from pushing the fantasy even further.

"Yeah? You want me to suck his huge dick? That disgusting, smelly, filthy dude? For real?" Cass asked in disbelief. But I also could see a small fire in her eyes, a part of her that wanted me to push her.

"Yes!" I wasn't able to say anything more, I was bucking so wildly to Cass' edging strokes.

"You sure you want this?" Cass said, once again biting her lip, studying my face.

I could barely nod.

"You have to answer. And before you do, know that there is no way back once you say yes," Cass said as sternly as my thrusts let her.

I couldn't think straight. I knew it was wrong, and it was something we barely had explored ourselves. It was something that never should be discussed, barely fantasized about, especially not with the one you are about to marry. It was so wrong. But that was exactly why there was a part of both of us that wanted it.

"Yes, Cass. Please!"

That seemed to send her over the edge, me following right behind her. Cass jerked me off until I came all over her hand, coating her hand in my sperm.

*

The next day at work was brutal. The day before the weekend. I was tired as shit, and with recent events, I was even more eager to get back home to my lovely Cassandra. Her dirty talk last night was so hot, I just couldn't get enough of it. But alas, I had to endure. She even sent me more photos. She was now pretty comfortable with pictures of herself so all of them were unreasonably hot. Unreasonable because I was in no position to do anything about it.

"How you doing?" Cass asked wickedly as she joined me for lunch. "Like the pictures?"

"Hell yeah."

"So... Is Neil at work today?" Cass said. I almost spit out the water I just drank.

"Y-yes... you going to... you know?" I asked. Cass just smiled at me. "I thought it was just talk?"

"I said there was no way back, didn't I?" Cass said, teasing me further.

"But—"

"Listen. It was all talk. If you want it to be. But I have a feeling you'd prefer if it weren't. Just give the word. Last chance. Next time you see me, it might be too late."

I gulped. Just in time to hear that all too familiar roar interrupting us. I couldn't help but notice the small smirk on Neil's face as he moved around. Cass even did a rerun of Wednesday by picking the bin up for him. She even touched his shoulder as she handed it to Neil, smiling warmly at him.

Neil grinned widely, roaming her body with his eyes. Not really trying to be discrete even. My cock was rock hard by that moment. Fortunately, I had this huge desk in front of me. Neil stuck around excessively dusting and vacuuming my office more thoroughly than he'd ever done before. He was probably trying to soak in the view of my lovely fiancée's hot body.

By the time lunch was over, Cass smiled at me with a naughty smile.

"Picking up you later, 'kay?" she said with a smirk.

I was barely able to concentrate for the rest of the day. I kept wondering what Cass had in mind. What would she do? Was it all talk? I didn't think she would. All up till now had been teasing. A fantasy. Even the picture was an accident. Yet here we were, on the surface it looked like we were going to take that extra step. Though, it was beyond anything we'd ever done before.

As the work day ended, it was pretty dark outside. Even if it was springtime. And as a guy in a management position, the hours often got late, though today it was merely an hour of overtime. So when I walked out there weren't a whole lot of cars around. There was Cass' blue Camry up close. I looked around the car and saw no Cass.

"What the fuck?" I mumbled, scanning the parking lot.

Then, down by the end of the lot, almost in a secluded corner by some bushes, was another car. A sub-urban of some kind. It stood hidden from the lights, with tinted windows making it impossible to make out its interiors from a distance. I inched myself closer, anticipation wrecking my insides. I could hear my own heartbeat straight into my ears. I could barely breathe. I was scared of what I might find.