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"Noooo," I declared. "No sex with any Havenstone women for 75 days. When I told you later, I meant 75 days later. It is corporate policy for interns.""Pity," she sighed. "You are good to go. I'll see you tomorrow.""Cool. Maybe we can squeeze in a massage next time," I grinned. No rest for the wicked."What do you want me to massage?" she teased."I was thinking that I could start at your neck, work through your shoulders, down your back and jump to your thighs before finishing up on your calves," I offered."Are we sure that won't violate the rule about sexual contact?" she purred."Of course not. It is a public service. You have a high-stress job and need a break," I met her hungry gaze."I think this is only a ploy for you to get your hands on my body," she wiggled closer. Duh."Absolutely. It is absolutely a ploy for me to get my hands on your body," I promised."Go," she gave a throaty chuckle. I got on the elevator and...nothing happened. I didn't have clearance to go down to t

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"You have to understand you are not my number one girl, Buffy," I told her. Oh, look. She was about to treat my weenie like silly putty."I'm his number one girl," Aya declared proudly. My penis was saved."As long as I'm the first one he sleeps with," Buffy asserted."Too late," Aya said before I could find a more political way to approach the crisis."You sleep with Cáel?" Daphne teased."Yes, of course I do," Aya sighed in exasperation. "Why do all the girls keep asking me that? Where else would I sleep, but with Cáel?""Is he a wonderful and considerate bed-buddy?" Daphne teased. Ow - cock - Buffy's hands."Best Daddy ever," Aya beamed."I go to sleep in his arms to the sound of his breathing," Aya got dreamy again, damn her. "If I have a bad dream, all I have to do is touch his hand and he wraps it around me. He keeps me safe and I know he'll never let anything bad happen to me." That statement stumped all three women listening.Buffy could have had a father. Whatever relationshi

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(Still Wednesday)Katrina had left for wherever she snuck off to - I suggested to Aya it was a game room, Aya suggested it was as torture chamber - only to return when the next turn of the screws came. I was informed I had a visitor coming up by the name of Libra Chalmers plus a guest. Quickly enough they appeared. The guest turned out to be Brooke Lee."Who are these two?" Aya glibly spoke as the two Vassar girls walked into the room."Hello Libra," I greeted my almost date from last night. "Hello Ms. Lee," I said to Brooke."It's Brooke," Brooke smiled at me - she was hungry and scenting around for something remarkably like me."I'm happy to see you - oh - this is my guardian and protector, Aya Ruger," I made the introductions. "No lie, Aya has been keeping up with my workload while I've been on 'light' duty. Aya, this is Libra Chalmers and Brooke Lee, both from Vassar College. Brooke is Trent's friend and Libra had mercy on me Tuesday night and kept me from being a 'fifth' wheel."

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Brooke and Libra were more poised than I believed was warranted. Suddenly, I peeled back eleven days of experience and realized they assumed that Aya's presence was some sort of armor against violence. Whoops. Olympia Shore entered the room followed by Trent. Bright yet careless, he immediately clued in on the crisis."Brooke..." Trent mumbled. Olympia shut the door once Trent was too far inside to run."Trent, what is going on? They say you didn't list me as an acquaintance and somehow that's important," Brooke grumbled."I - um - I can explain," Trent was addressing...the room?"Be at peace, Trent," Tessa took over. This was her job and her fuck-up. "We only need your assurance that your relationship with Ms. Lee was terminated before you signed your contract with Havenstone Commercial Investments." Trent was looking for the right answer that would make everyone happy, but there wasn't one.Had he warned me yesterday that Brooke was his lady, I could have warned Brooke to NEVER come

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"So Trent, Ms. Brooke Lee's absence was more a matter of a well-established emotional detachment, not a personal oversight. We believe you," Olympia agreed."That would be correct," Trent jumped on the life preserver offered by his boss."I disagree," Katrina stood up angrily. Nice acting. I would have believed it if I hadn't already figured out the script."Katrina, Trent is an indispensable member of MY team and his progression is something I am paying close attention to," Olympia protected her body-shaped sperm dispenser."No," Tessa joined the attack."I'll take responsibility for this," Olympia challenged her associates. "I'll have Trent relocated to our East Asian section so he'll no longer be a worry for you two."They even used the word 'relocate' and Trent was still grinning like a Christmas Elf on the 26th of December. Idiot."Trent, how about we get you out of this poisonous atmosphere for a year, or two, and move you to a place where you can shine?" Olympia asked her victi

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She was working out how many drinks she'd have to take before she could justify to the rest of the world she was drunk when I fucked her...while she got to full enjoy the experience. Oh...was I with Libra? Not only can guys not trust me with their girlfriends, girlfriends can't trust their girl friends around me either.I've had girlfriend's roommates invite me over to rendezvous with my girl only to discover my girl was busy...but the roommate wasn't. Maybe I'm not a pig. Maybe I'm an amoeba - thoughtless and all-devouring."Let's go out for some drinks," Libra suggested. Oh, I was having a three-way. Wait!"Maybe you could call Marla?" I looked to Libra. "Honestly, I don't know either of you that well and she could help fill in some of the gaps?" Translation: Can we please make this a four-way?"Good idea," Libra blushed slightly. Yay me! It turned out that Marla could be with us in an hour.The bar scene was dead - it wasn't even five pm yet - so Libra put in an order for some liqu

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"Yes, I put her down on the application. Honesty is important in any relationship," I gave Libra sad eyes. Honesty? From me? I can't recall all the times I've looked into a girlfriend's tearful gaze and said 'No, I'm not seeing anyone else. I only have eyes for you.' I learned that 'only have eyes for you' was a nice add-on when I turned 19. Hell, I've used those lines on three different girls in one night.What can I say? I wanted to keep having sex with them."If you were seeing Marla, why did you sleep with Aunt Jeannine?" Libra groaned."I was bitter, angry and self-destructive," I 'confessed'. No, I was horny and she was a gorgeous, accessible MILF. Somewhere in the de-clothing process she threw out there that Uncle Whomever might be cheating on her. Worked for me."Do you regret that now?" Libra asked."Would you cheat on her again?" Brooke seethed."I regretted when I hit on Jeannine," I admitted. "Marla didn't deserve that." Marla purred like a cute, happy kitten. "Would I che

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Marla moaned wantonly, inspired by previous encounters with me. I didn't let myself be distracted. This was Libra's place, we all where here at her sufferance and Brooke had foisted me on her so now I was 'her' guy. By girl-logic, that meant she went first and I better let everyone know she was first. All of this ignored me and Marla's earlier romp of course.Libra was a naughty little slut. She tried to hide her hot spots from me using distractions and deceptions. It took me five minutes to figure out her game. Then I waited for the right moment."I thought you said this guy was good, Maaaaaaa!!" Libra wailed to Marla. Libra was a clit-nibbler. I took that proffered bit of delicate femininity and made it my bitch.In the first few seconds I had realized Libra was an anal virgin. A few seconds after I ambushed her I decided to do something about that. Brooke being an anal virgin was a no-brainer. Neither woman was 'that' kind of woman and they'd given Marla a tough time because of it

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"I need...ah...to coat my cock with massage oil so I can penetrate Marla the moment she's ready," I gulped. Totally false. There is no 'Golden Second' for anal dicking. I could easily lube up my dick then penetrate Marla, but I selfishly wanted to get Brooke involved in some kinkiness."Ah, okay," Brooke acquiesced immediately. She doled out three squirts of oil into her palm then began coating my condom-covered tool. Her placing her face only centimeters away while she worked my tool was...strange."You are bigger than Trent," she murmured. "Definitely thicker." It wasn't a contest that interested me, but if it made her happy.Brooke pulled back, a bit ashamed."That asshole used to make me give him blowjobs all the time," she informed us. "I can't believe he made me swallow.""I'd never treat you like that, Brooke," I expressed to her.She smiled and began to vigorously stroke my dick as a reward. Honestly, as long as the girl didn't vomit my seed on me, I could care less what she c

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Gene had a good time with Felix," Brooke continued talking as I began to work over her nipples. I hand-motioned/pleaded with Marla to put a condom on me. She gave an angry little harrumph then did as I requested. "She says they did a 'little something'," Brooke sighed happily. "She doesn't normally give it up on the first date. He must have been super seductive."Good ole Felix, batting one out of the ballpark and increasing his life-expectancy at Havenstone. Gene might become a semi-regular thing for him. Gene thought the world of Felix and Felix thought the world of Felix. Common ground is a foundation for any relationship. As I was shaking Brooke's right teat in my teeth like a famished weasel, Brooke coughed up a squeal."Cáel is doing something to me - the right something," Brooke explained her outburst. I was beginning to get the feeling that it was going to come down to Felix and me. Brian, for all his ability and willingness to play it safe, had a fundamental Havenstone flaw.

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