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Nicole's POV Three months later, Drey and I accompanied Silas to his office mainly because of something. We made a bet, if Silas summons the courage to fuck me in his office, I'll walk naked around the house for a week. Yeah,we all moved into a bigger house and it's been wonderful. “So let's get this started.” Drey said, smiling to himself as we all walked deeper into the building. Several workers greeted and Silas waved at his colleagues but I could see the hesitation and excitement on his face.

Exhaustion hit, but pleasure overrode. Afterwards, he held me. “Double pay starts tomorrow. Pretend nothing at work.” I nodded. “Deal.” Our secret affair began. Days: professional. Nights: wild at the club or his penthouse. He’d bend me over desks after hours, whisper filth in messages via texts.

The sting of being stood up was still there, but sitting across from this stranger — this man with kind eyes and a nervous little smile — it didn’t feel quite so heavy. They started talking. Awkward at first, then easier. He told her he owned a little bookshop. She told him she was an architect. The conversation moved fast, jumping from terrible dating stories to why certain buildings felt alive and others didn’t. Every time he laughed at something she said, her stomach flipped. The table was small. Too small. Their knees kept brushing. Each time it happened she felt that pulse between her thighs again. Stronger. She was getting wet. Actually wet, just from knees touching and the way he look

“Uh, don't worry. I'm nothing like her. She wants to own the boss for herself. I just like sex,” “Uh…” I blinked, wondering why she was so comfortable telling me this information.” “No need to look horrified…” she chuckled, pulling my cheeks like I was some kind of naive kid she found cute. She was at least as tall as me. “Leave her alone, Lily. She's here to work, not exchanging sex stories with you.” Sour face, said from behind her. Lily turned to him with an exaggerated pout. “So, workers don't have sex?” “You should be focusing on getting ready for the boss.”

I tried to pull back quickly, but his grip was a steel vice, holding me in place, right where he wanted me. The door handle turned. And then it opened. "Fucking hell..." This can't be fucking happening. I heard the distinct, heavy footsteps of two men walking in, their voices were low and absorbed in some project discussion only God knew about. I stayed frozen under the desk, his huge cock still buried deep inside my mouth, my lips stretched tight around his girth. My heart raced so fast I could feel the frantic beat throbbing against my throat. This can't be happening. These guys were right here, maybe ten feet away. They were pulling out chairs and seating down while I was kneeling on the

Her lips are as dry as can be. “But he can’t,” I add softly. She doesn’t move. So I try something else. “You wanna hear a stupid story?” She shrugs. “Back in Atlanta, I once got caught sleeping with a councilwoman’s daughter. Not caught in bed, thank God, but caught enough. She left her bra in my gym bag. Security found it while checking for weapons at the club entrance.” Dorothy blinks. I continue. “She had a thing for public sex. I had a thing for not saying no to anything with boobs and a membership card. It was a disaster waiting to happen.”

He eventually asked. "No," I told him. "So I had two men have sex with me while I was tied up in a BDSM room at work, and then I slept with the older woman, her submissive and then her husband. Then I had sex with three men at one time. Then I... pegged a man while in that BDSM room. Finally, I had sex with my female friend and two other men at the same time." Oh god, that felt good to get off my chest. But I wasn't quite done.

With the door to talking about sex cracked open, she added, "I enjoy a good sexual fantasy as much as the next woman, I guess. Which genres of stories do you like most?" "Normally it would be the hot-wife stories," Cheryl answered, "But I was reading a really hot incest/taboo story there the other day where the characters happened to be named Darlene, James, and Shannon." She looked Darlene in her surprised eyes and with a suggestive grin she added, "It's hard for me to imagine that's just coincidence. Did you write that story? Is that your taboo fantasy I was reading?" Darlene was a bit taken aback by her friend's blunt question, but her tone and the look on her face were certainly not judg

Just before she lost control he removed his fingers and she felt his hard dick inside her. “Shit!” She couldn’t stop that cry from escaping her as he fucked her hard and fast. The danger of getting caught increased the excitement. She put her shirt to her mouth to stifle her screams as she came. Dan came seconds after her, growling deeply. “We could lose our jobs over this.” Adele said panting softly as they lay recovering on the couch. “Over what?” Dan asked. “Having sex in the office during office hours, we are supposed to be working.”

"I wasn't going to give you details." Jay looked at me, and I looked back. "Okay. I was going to give you some details." "I knew it." "Not all the details." "No details." "You're weird about sex." "I'm not weird about sex." "You're being weird right now." "Because I don't particularly want to hear about Danny having sex with you." Something in his voice made me pause. Jay looked away. "He's my coworker," Jay added. "So am I." "Exactly. There are two coworkers in this story. That's twice as bad."