Keeping This Secret

Monday I got the message from the upstairs suits that a huge contract was coming down, and all the books had to be on fleek. My moment to shine, they told me. A shoulder shrug, in my opinion. But I would of course remain diligent.

The evenings were at least getting lighter, as spring was truly arriving. Next week would be May even. Cass and I took the change in atmosphere as an opportunity to go for a long bike ride. I normally took the rear, as any man would. Getting the view of Cass' muscled toned ass in spandex while biking was something not to be missed.

And besides, she was way more athletic than me. Not that I'm a wimp or anything, just Cass is a former athlete at an olympic level.

Tuesday was no different. Though we were both too sore to go on another bike ride. Instead, we spent the day on the couch, massaging each other's feet and back. Gently, but to effectively address said soreness.

"How is the college going? You cooking meth yet?" I asked.

"Yeah, 97% clarity. Nah, I could bore you with the details, but I'll show you mercy. As long as you don't tell me about the books and numbers you keep."

"Fair enough," I laughed.

"Though... I have been kinda hesitating to ask you this..."

"What's up?" I asked.

"There might be a Ph.D. in the picture. And I might want to go for it. But I know you've been the sole provider so far."

"Fuck yeah! Go for it, darlin'! Congratulations. Though I don't wanna sell the hide just yet, but that sounds really promising."

Cass smiled so fucking cutely at my excitement. She kissed me on my cheek, my skin burning where she had touched.

"But then I have to know what you're writing about. When people ask I can't say I don't know if it's a damn Ph.D.!"

Cass smiled.

"One day at a time, big boy."

*

The next day we apparently were back in the grove of pictures again. When I arrived at work, Cass had already sent me several shots of her in a thong with various levels of naughty captions. For lunch, I received a selfie of her with a wide open mouth and what looked like cum all across her face and tongue. I knew it was soap, but recent events made it such a debauched picture.

"I was too hot, so I needed to be hosed down," the caption read. I couldn't help but laugh at her humor.

I even responded with a selfie of mine, just me laughing my ass off. Cass smiled with a colon P emoji.

Thursday was always the busiest day. It was at the blink of an eye that lunch finally arrived. I closed all the windows I had open on my work computer, leaned back, and waited for Cass to arrive with our food. I hoped she brought some of the pasta from last night. She made a mean chicken casserole that I couldn't get enough of.

So I sat waiting.

And I waited.

I checked my watch. Five minutes into the lunch break and no Cass to be seen. I checked my phone. Had I mixed up the days? Had she said something about being busy for lunch today? I scanned my brain.

I wonder if I had to order something. Soon Neil would show up too, making all kinds of noise. The best part of the lunch break would soon be over. I got out of my chair and headed to the door.

"Hey, Jen. You seen Cass?" I asked my secretary sitting just outside my door.

"Not yet. Do you want me to call her, sir?" Jen asked.

"Nah. Don't worry about it."

I headed back to my desk. It had now been almost ten minutes. I surely had been mistaken. Cass probably had some other things scheduled. When the clock hit 11.45 I whipped out my phone, deciding to order something. Burrito or whatever.

While waiting for my order, I decided to hit the bathroom. There was a bathroom just around the corner, it was somewhat secluded as this part of the floor was not that populated. Still, one of the three stalls was occupied, and judging by the heavy breathing and wet sounds, it was heavy business. I decided to take the furthest stall away, not wanting to sit close to the orchestra. Whoever was in there let out a huge satisfied groan as the wet sounds started to come rapidly. What the hell was going on over there?

I finished my business and hurried back to my office. Still no one there.

That's when I noticed the silence. Usually, by now the room would be filled with the roaring vacuum cleaner. But just now, without that roar, I noticed that not only was Cass absent, but Neil too.

Fuck.

I sat looking at the door, staring at it, feeling time slowly pass by.

I half expected the door to creak open at any moment now. But it never did.

Was Neil ditching cleaning my office to instead get sucked off by my fiancée? Was Cass ditching our lunch together to suck off Neil? I couldn't decide which was worse. I don't know if that was the case. Even if the absence of both of them was a coincidence or if it had anything to do with our newly discovered kinks, I couldn't help but think... What if?

My heart started racing.

My mind started to go places.

My thoughts started getting dangerous.

What if they were hooking up just as I sat here alone, more or less waiting on them? I knew Cass was smart, so it would be a clever ploy to set it up while in a period I would be aware of her whereabouts. I was on the verge of yanking my phone out of my pocket and texting Cass and checking on her. But as I picked up my phone, I hadn't even fully gotten it out of my pocket, I received a message.

It was an image. And a text just after.

"Sorry I missed lunch, I'll make it up to you. See you later, alligator." was the text. I nervously clicked the image.

The first thing I saw was the caption in big letters. "I hope my boyfriend doesnt find out"

Fuck. I moved my focus and saw the image beneath the caption. It shocked me, even if I had seen it before. It still wrecked me with jealousy, even if I had seen it before.

Once again I was treated to a monstrous image. It was Cassandra's pretty face, the love of my life, underneath a raging, broad condom-clad violett cock, with an almost angry purple look to it. Her cute face created a large contrast by how mean the huge piece of cock that rested all across her face was.

Even as jealousy coursed through me, I couldn't help but get turned on. The more I looked, the harder I got. It had happened before, but now it had happened totally without me knowing. Cass was right. The naughtiness was almost too much. Cass truly knew how to push the envelope.

Then I started to take in the surroundings of the picture. While the picture was up close, I could clearly make out the background. The tiles and the wall behind her clearly showed that it was in a bathroom of sorts. Looking closer, it certainly looked like a bathroom stall! Had Cass sucked Neil off in a public restroom? Those walls... had the same tired green tint as the bathroom just around the corner from my office!

Where I had just been.

I immediately bolted out the door and almost hurried down to the bathroom. I had just been here a mere ten minutes ago. I got some side eyes, but no one dared speak up as I barged around the corner and into the bathroom. There it was. All three stalls. This time the first one was not occupied. I opened the door.