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door cracked open, Rachel smiled brightly, then narrowed her eyes and asked, “You promise what happens outside the office is our secret?” I nodded and then said, “Yes.” Rachel stood behind the door, I stepped in, and then my brain froze, my cock nearly ripped my pants, and I think my heart stopped. Rachel was completely naked with her long, flaming red hair back in a perfect ponytail.

HOLY FUCK, Rachel was naked!

I stood there for a minute, two, maybe twelve, and besides finally being certain that perfection did exist, I was willing my brain and mouth to work. I finally gasped, “Oh my God you are…” Rachel put two warm fingers on my mouth and said, “Before you compliment me, I have one question, pass or fail." I swallowed, nodded, then forced myself to blurt, “Yes, anything." Rachel blinked twice, smiled, then asked, “Do you mean that? Do you mean anything?” I nodded then Rachel said, “Promise me no one finds out about us and I will fuck you."

I blacked out.

I awoke in a huge bed with really soft sheets, the room smelled like fresh flowers, and Rachel was not only still naked, but facing me, pressed up against me, and holding me. As she smiled and rubbed my bare chest slowly, I realized two things. I was naked and I was rock fucking hard.

This was better than Heaven and I never wanted to leave.

Rachel asked me, “Are you okay now?” I inhaled, exhaled, ignored the massive urge to fuck my scorching hot boss into next week, then asked, “Will you marry me?” Rachel blushed, then smirked, “Maybe. Let’s see how you deal with my moods. I am a redhead after all.” I had so many swirling thoughts and questions, but, “Why?” was what came out first. Rachel said, “Truth? You’re hot, handsome and fit, sweet, nice and kind. You spent most of this past week hard and ridiculously failing when trying to hide it, and it’s been a long time since someone excited me without treating me like a hookup."

I don’t know why, but I felt bold, stopped fighting my urges, and moved atop Rachel’s naked elite body as I pushed and guided her to lie on her back. As she accepted me, submitted to me, and guided me where she wanted me, Rachel purred, “Mmmm, plan to spend the weekend."

I pushed slowly into Rachel’s tight, very wet, and extremely hot pussy. Either she hadn’t been with anyone in a while or whoever she had been with was smaller than me. I found out later it was both, five months since she last slept with someone and he was not as large as me. I pushed slowly into Rachel’s tight, wet furnace and she both moaned and purred as she took me deeper inside. I began to stroke when Rachel put her lips to my ear and asked, “Do you want to be my secret boyfriend?”

I fucked Rachel through an intense, loud orgasm and exploded in a blinding climax before I realized she had stoked me with that question. As we lay there, me still inside her and happier than ever, Rachel rubbed my back and said quietly, “We can do anything and everything together away from work, you can move in if you want, but we have to keep things ultra secret at work." I kissed Rachel, our first kiss, and she moaned then asked, “Wow, did you feel that spark?” I did and nodded, then we kissed for several minutes until I realized we were making love. It was even better than our hot and fast fuck moments before.

After a warm, romantic shower and a breakfast we made together, Rachel showed me just how spacious and immense her penthouse condo was, including two more bedrooms, three total bathrooms, a ginormous mounted smartTV with both an XBOX and a PS5, but the capper was the large glass walled deck with her own swimming pool and a sauna.

Correct me if I’m wrong, did she ask me to move in?

We went shopping, stopped by my apartment to get some things, and Rachel flirted, “We can fuck here if you want?” Rachel was naked before I was, she slid onto my bed, and we started out making love when she purred, “We can make love, have sex, or you can fuck me, but if you really want to experience something fuck me." I was stroking slow and deep into Rachel as my face felt hot and I tried to focus. I stared into Rachel’s eyes and nearly came as she said, “I think you should fuck me whenever you want to."

The rest of the weekend was like that, lots of sex.

Besides getting to know each other personally aside from the constant sex and making out all weekend, on Monday we made love, took a shower, then Rachel purred at the front door to her condo, “Keep things cool and secret between us at work, and I won’t wear anything when we get back here this evening. You can fuck me at will." I inhaled and asked, “So no sex at all during work? Not even a kiss?” Rachel stared at me as if I had unlocked her deepest secret, then put her lips to my ear and said, “Let me consider the cost and all possible variables. I am not saying no, and when we’re alone here or at your place, I never will." We kissed furiously, I was hard and Rachel was dazed with arousal when she exhaled seductively, “Can you fuck me quickly?”

After scorching sex, another fast shower, and space kept between us for obvious reasons, Rachel kissed me softly in the massive parking garage below the condo building then said, “Go home and do whatever, then find me no later than 10am. We have a meeting." At home I packed a few things, wondered if she meant it when she offered for me to move in, then stared at myself in the mirror and asked how I got so lucky to be with Rachel. No one answered, so I smiled then drove to work. I had barely entered Rachel’s office when she shook her head slightly, frowned, then said, “John, this is Evan, the Executive Vice President of Operations."

I shook his hand, he was in his 50’s, balding, overweight and seemed like exactly what a VP should look like. I stood there unsure what to do and secretly happy that I had convinced Rachel to wear a less slutty, less distracting dress than she had planned to put on this morning. She looked amazing, it fit her, but it was more proper and appropriate than her various seduction attire I had been treated to all last week.

Did I mention we spent most of this weekend naked and fucking?

Evan was still staring at me, studying me really, then said to Rachel, “He’s perfect. Send him down to fill in for Jerry and tell payroll to give him five as a bonus for doing it." Evan walked off, I was confused, and Rachel looked like she had seen a ghost. Maybe two or three. I moved closer, she blinked, shrugged, said “Screw it”, then held me. She was warm, shaking slightly, but she put her lips to my ear and whispered, “I wish you were fucking me right now." I tensed, put my hands on her trim hips, and Rachel panted, “Listen. If I have not been clear, I will fuck you whenever, however and wherever, at will and on demand. If I didn’t think they would make me transfer you and find a new assistant, I would fuck you right now, here in this office, and then tell everyone in the building we’re engaged."

I still held Rachel’s hips as I eased back blushing, stared at her, then softly asked, “Engaged?” She blushed also and said, “You proposed and I’m still considering it." I said, “There are not enough words to tell you how perfect I think you are, but what was he talking about me filling in? And what was the five thing? Like five hundred dollars?” Rachel glanced past me at something, maybe nothing, then said quietly, “Yes, but you heard the part about me wanting us to fuck?” I moved away from Rachel, went and shut her office door, locked it, and she was wide eyed as she stared at me while her mouth opened and closed but no sound came out.

I moved closer as she put her hands on my chest and said, “If we do this, here in the office, then we are all in. Boyfriend and girlfriend, full out, all in.” I said, "I wouldn’t break up with you for any reason and I’d like you to meet my parents." Rachel blinked several times, seemed to be breathing deeply in and out, then she said very slowly, very quietly, “Yes. Yes, I will marry you."

Then clothes flew as we couldn’t get undressed fast enough.

We tried to be quiet, had to have made too much noise, and I fucked Rachel for being the hot and perfect woman that God could have only made one of. Rachel moaned in my ear, I drove her like I stole her, and then just as she came, she panted, “I belong to you now” and then bit into my neck trying to muffle her scream. I pounded into Rachel with every intention of fucking her into another zip code and then felt full body electricity as I saw stars then a flash of white before I exploded deep inside her.

We used a hand towel that I still don’t know where it came from to clean up, then got dressed and sat practically intertwined and snuggled. Rachel said quietly, “If you break up with me I might go postal. I have never felt like this about anyone and everything is so strong and seems so real." I asked her, “Do you really want me to move in with you?” Rachel immediately said, “Yes”, then exhaled and said, “And I would love to meet your parents." We kissed softly, then Rachel said, “Now I need a favor, and I say favor because I am 99 percent certain when I tell you what Evan wants, you’ll say no. You might even quit." I blinked as Rachel said, “Also, yes. He said five as a five hundred dollar bonus."

I blinked rapidly and felt dizzy.

$500 dollars?

Rachel eased away from me, held both of my hands, then asked, “Do you know what all SCPI does?” She laughed then asked, “Do you even know what SCPI stands for?” I shook my head and Rachel blushed, then said, “We’ve expanded way beyond the original parameters the last decade, heck, in the last few years. SCPI stands for ‘Soft Core Productions Incorporated’.”

What?

I asked, “Soft Core as in like Porn?” Rachel nodded and said, “Nearly 70 percent of our revenue comes from various types, kinds and versions of Porn." I think my brain stopped, froze or maybe broke. Porn? I sat there and knew Rachel was talking, but it was more like Charlie Brown’s teacher. Finally I said, “I’m sorry Rachel, I didn’t hear anything you just said. My head hurts and I can’t focus." Rachel touched my face and said, “Baby, if there wasn’t a time crunch, I would just say screw it and we would go home. I can work remotely and I would smother you with sex and kisses until you felt better." I grinned as Rachel blushed and muttered, “I mean… we’re gonna do that anyways, but… yeah."

I exhaled, closed my eyes, gathered myself, then asked, “So $500 bucks? That must be some kind of ask. What does he need me to do?” Rachel stared into my eyes then said, “Pose naked. A few pictures and I promise none of them will show your face." I blinked, then Rachel said, “There’s more. The photos are for a simulated sex pictorial or portfolio, so you’ll be working with Jenny, one of our most popular models." I stared at Rachel and asked, “So naked photos with a naked girl?” Rachel said, “I don’t mean to be a witch baby, but erotic photoshoots happen everyday. You recall I mentioned our revenue?”

Rachel’s desk phone rang, she touched my face, got up to answer it, spoke for a moment, then exhaled loudly, “Ten minutes. I’m sending him down there now, but Mike? John is not only my assistant and friend, he’s my boyfriend and I expect you will make sure to be patient with him." Rachel hung up and said, “We’re fully in the fire now. I have to go down to HR before Mike runs his mouth. Is it okay to disclose our relationship?” I nodded, then asked, “Will I be transferred?” Rachel said, “No. I have a wild card that I can only play once. If they even mention transferring you, I’ll give notice and quit." I gasped but Rachel said, “Trust me baby, they need me, they won’t let me quit, but I can only bluff once. Promise me you’re all in.” I held Rachel and said, “In every way possible."

Rachel was purring and breathed, “I want you to fuck me, so when you’re done with the photoshoot and I’m finished with HR and my meeting, we’re going to my condo for lunch and after we fuck, we might eat something.” I grinned, Rachel kissed me softly, then she said, “Behave down there. If you think I’m all that, and based on the way you fuck me like I’m about to expire you do, just wait until you meet Jenny." I blinked as Rachel poked me and said, “You have permission and forgiveness if you fuck her, and you’ll understand why I say that when you meet her, but you come home with me and sleep in my bed. Only my bed." I grinned and said, “I can’t wait”, but Rachel said, “If somehow by some miracle you don’t fuck Jenny, I’ll give you a blowjob that will wreck your mind."

After a warm kiss, Rachel purred, “Fuck you later” in my ear and we went our seperate ways.

I went down to the 3rd floor and saw a large sign that said ‘DIGITAL PRODUCTION’. I didn’t know what to expect, and I still have difficulty processing all of it. They had converted nearly the entire floor to various production sets including a fake bank, fake doctor’s office, fake restaurant, even a fake barber shop. Same with a store, dentist, repair garage and some kind of stockroom. Mike was in his 40’s, had long, black hair, and asked, “So you’re Rachel’s boyfriend?” I nodded as he stepped closer and said, “You should know. In the 5 years I’ve known her, she has never dated a single person from work, not even lunch or a cup of coffee." I blinked as Mike said, “Either you’re special or lucky, maybe both, but I do have one question. Do you understand what’s about to happen? Are you clear what’s going on?”

I asked very quietly while blushing, “Porn?” Mike smiled and said, “Softcore, tease and such, but essentially? Yeah, Porn." We went down a hallway, and Mike said, “So we’re skipping the casting drama, test shots and build-up. One look at Jenny naked and you should have no issues getting ready, if you get my meaning, but if you do need inspiration, Jessie is around here somewhere?” I blinked then asked, “Jessie?” Mike smiled and said, “Jessie is a master at helping our male models get ready." I blurted, “Hard?” and Mike said, “Ready, hard, stoked, erect, all semantics to me.” He shouted, “JESSIE” and seconds later a cute, hot, fit brunette in a flirty miniskirt with a tight tank top struggling to contain her massive chest came over and said, “Hello handsome.”

Jessie was barely 18 years old, 5’ 10” with long brown hair, was super fit with light blue eyes and openly flirty. She boldly held me, leaned against me, and essentially clung to me as if she were supposed to be there. Mike gave me an almost evil look then lied to Jessie, “Take John and help him get ready for Jenny. He’s doing the kitchen scene for Jerry who called out and needs some inspiration." Jessie rubbed her hand on my chest through my shirt, slipped her hand past my buttons to feel my bare chest, then put her lips to my ear and purred, “Bet me I can get you ready?” I stared into her pretty eyes, quickly wondered if forgiveness and permission transferred to Jessie as well as Jenny, then whispered, “I have no doubt."

Hell I was getting hard already and we were both dressed.

Even if I was writing this story, I could not have known or expected what came next.

In a small dressing room with Jessie touching, rubbing and crowding me, I stared at the small bed and asked, “Why is there a bed in here?” Jessie ignored my question and kept at me until my shirt was unbuttoned and on the floor, followed by my shoes and pants. With my cock stretching, bulging and straining my underwear, Jessie smiled seductively, licked her lips, then said, “Yeah, you should have made that bet." I mean I was rock hard, mostly because of her full court press of attention and affection, plus she was easily a ‘10’ if not an ‘11’ on the ‘10’ scale.

With my underwear and socks on, and my cock seriously straining my briefs, Jessie stripped so fast I didn’t see her do it. She wasn’t wearing a bra or panties, so that helped. I inhaled because her body was fit, hot, nearly perfect and then she struck like lightning. We kissed five, ten, maybe fifteen times and I was so dizzy with arousal that I was atop and inside Jessie before I realized I was fucking her. Jessie was frisky, excited and seemed to really want to fuck me, and it was addictive how eager and attentive she was despite us having just met. I can’t explain it, sex with Jessie seemed to last an hour, for sure it was several minutes.

If I wasn’t fucking Jessie like she owed me money, I was sure trying.

Jessie gripped me, pulled at me, thrashed beneath me, and her pussy was tight, wet and extremely warm. It also felt like her pussy was squeezing my cock even as I fucked her. I gave Jessie everything I had and then she had a long, loud, explosive orgasm that nearly threw me off her and the bed. I lost it in a blinding, numbing, massive eruption that dimmed the lights and tingled everywhere. I thrust and pumped into Jessie until I had nothing left and seriously wanted to take a nap. I lay there conflicted because Rachel is amazing and I know I’m lucky to be with her, but Jessie boldly seduced me, drove me past arousal and fucked me. Plus she was hot, cute, fit and sassy.

Jessie touched my head and face, moved me so that we could kiss, and she sighed, “Sorry. Even with this strange, cool job and all the perks, I don’t usually sleep around. You just really got me excited and next thing I know we were doing it." I chuckled and said, “Yeah, that’s what I was thinking." Jessie said, “I know you’re seeing Rachel. I’m cool if this was what it was, but also, if you ever want to hook up, I’m down. Besides, I’m pretty sure Rachel won’t care if we hook up" I asked, “How do you know that?” Jessie just smiled and said, “I just know”. We eased apart, wiped up, then Jessie stayed naked while she used a warm, moist cloth to thoroughly wipe and clean my cock and balls. Between being naked with her and all the attention, I was rock hard and raging by the time she grinned and sighed, “It never fails. Time to meet Jenny."

I stared at Jessie, so cute, fit and hot, and she blushed then said, “Okay, how about this. One, I’ll give you my number and INSTA info since we’re friends now. Two, call me, text me, find me and fuck me. I’m down for when, how and as often as you want.” I asked, “Do you even realize how cute you are?” Jessie straddled my lap, reached between us until she put the tip of my hard dick against her wet slit, then both gasped and moaned as I sank slowly inside her. The second time I entered Jessie felt better than the first as she settled atop me, kissed me softly, then said, “The only reason I don’t ask you out is respect for my… uh… for Rachel. From this moment on, you have a green light and complete access to fuck me.”

We made love at first, Jessie pulled at me, eased off me, laid on the bed, and then guided me until I was inside her again. We were making love, but Jessie was smiling at me seductively and I lost my mind. I growled, “A girl like you needs to be fucked” and Jessie gasped then moaned as I flat out fucked her. She came first, I spurted what I had, then Jessie held me and rubbed my back before asking if I wanted something to drink, maybe orange juice or an energy drink. We cleaned up, this time Jessie put what little clothes she had back on, and again she wiped and rubbed my cock and balls with a warm, moist cloth until I was raging erect and super hard.

Jessie grinned and said, “Just imagine being my boyfriend, we would fuck non-stop.”

DAMN!

With her miniskirt and tank top on, barefoot Jessie led me completely naked and rock hard out to where I froze and for the third time in three or four days, my brain broke. There stood the hottest, fittest, most beautiful blonde I have ever seen. She was quite literally female perfection and right up there with Rachel and Jessie as a Goddess amongst women. Jenny was maybe 19 or 20, 5’ 11” with long, light blonde hair, bright blue eyes, amazing smile, large breasts, fit, toned body, and if I wasn’t already rock hard, I would have been. She was smiling and seemed happy when her eyes locked onto my erection. Jenny visibly inhaled, she blinked twice, then she slowly surveyed my entire body before staring at me with a desire filled stare.

Mike laughed, “This should be fun. John meet Jenny. Jenny, this is John." I held out my hand to greet Jenny, but she surprised me when she pressed her warm, naked body against mine, slid a hand behind my neck, and then we kissed a spark and explosion filled kiss. Still embracing me, Jenny whispered, “Why are you so hard?” I whispered back, “Jessie.” We eased apart and realized that Jessie was perched on a stool smiling at me. Jenny was either comfortable with me already or into me as she slid her hand and arm around my waist to hold me and asked Jessie, “Are you claiming him?” Jessie said, “Yes. Well sorta. He’s with Rachel.” Jenny let go of me, stepped back a bit, blinked, looked at Jessie and asked, “Rachel?” Jessie nodded, then Jenny asked me, “You’re seeing Rachel? The Director of Digital Media?” I nodded as Jenny smiled then said, “Hmmm, this should be fun."

Wasn’t that what Mike had just said?

Then, after a long triple staredown between Jessie, Jenny and I, Mike clapped his hands and asked, “All set? Time is money and all that.” That’s when I realized that I wasn’t exactly an expert when it came to photoshoots or Porn sets, but aside from a man focused on a laptop across the room and and a woman in her 30’s who seemed to be organizing clothes and costumes on a rack, there was only Mike, Jenny, Jessie and myself in the room. And both Jenny and I were completely naked. I was smiling, smirking maybe, and Jessie asked, “What? What is it babe?” Jenny huffed, “Babe? You’ve known him for five minutes and you’re calling him babe?” Jessie shrugged, then asked, “Am I wrong? John, can I call you babe?” I smiled and said, “Yes.”

Jenny just huffed, “Whatever” and crossed her arms.

Jessie got off her stool, came close to me, slipped her warm fingers around my stiff, aching shaft, then purred in my ear, “So what were you smiling about babe?” I sighed, “You should be naked too." Jessie let go of my cock, smiled at me, then stripped as if she were allergic to clothes. Once she was naked, she poured her fit body against mine, grasped my cock, then whispered, “Don’t forget. Green light.” Jenny huffed then said, “John, come here for a sec." We were in the fake kitchen set, she was leaning against the table, her legs parted wide and inviting, and I was at my limit. Jessie rubbed against me from behind, purred, “You should fuck her” in my ear, then pushed me towards Jenny.

In any world none of this would be happening, but yet I had become lovers and a boyfriend to Rachel, fucked Jessie silly and she still wants more, and now here is Jenny, a hot blonde Goddess who seemed to be inviting me to the promised land. I stepped between Jenny’s long, tan legs, she put her hands on me, then stared me in the eyes and said, “I can’t make it any easier for you.” I was inches, maybe centimeters from entering Jenny’s wet pussy, fucking the blonde out of her, and then I froze. Rachel had given me permission and forgiveness in advance, told me once I saw Jenny I would get it, and trust me, Jenny is all that and then some.

Still…

Rachel had also offered me an unforgettable blowjob if I didn’t fuck Jenny.

It took superhuman inner strength to slowly back away from Jenny, so hot, naked, willing and fuckable. I closed my eyes, said three prayers, then said to Jenny, “Maybe we should get the pictures first? Finish the shoot first?” Even as Jenny slowly, deeply inhaled and Jessie gasped behind me, Mike said, “Now I have seen everything." Time slowed, stopped maybe, and seconds seemed to become minutes until I realized Jessie was dressed again, in what little her cute, skimpy outfit covered. Mike had his camera up and shooting as Jenny and I moved around the kitchen now. Whatever initial plan there had been for the tease themed shoot was replaced by my trying to resist Jenny and her trying to seduce me. We kissed, a couple of memorable, toe curling kisses that nearly pushed me past my limits.

After 5 or 10 minutes of moving, teasing and posing, Jenny said to Mike, “Let’s do the faux insertion set." Mike blinked, seemed confused, then said, “Oh, the fake insertion, got it." Jessie was suddenly crowding me and purring in my ear that she was so horny and wanted me to fuck her. She was driving me crazy with attention, affection and lust, so much so that I finally gasped, “Jessie, if you don’t stop I will fuck your brains out." Jessie practically tackled me, wriggled and worked until I was inside her with her atop me, and she said, “Fuck my brains out, hurry." It’s a good thing Jessie wasn’t wearing any panties. I was holding her hips and stroking into Jessie right there on the floor of the fake kitchen set when yet another ridiculous, ‘no one will believe it’ moment occurred.

Jenny was pulling at Jessie, pulling at me, we got tangled, touching and rubbing ensued, then suddenly Jenny and I were kissing. Moments later, after clearing everything off the fake table, Jenny pulled at me and I slid slowly into the tightest, wettest and hottest pussy I have ever been inside of.

No offense to Rachel, Jessie or either of my exes.

Jenny had me where she wanted and truthfully, it was where I wanted to be… inside her.

I grabbed Jenny, held her, and fucked her for all she was worth. She was loud, interactive, all-in, and we fucked like we owed each other money. It was hot, fast, scorching and incredible. Just as I lost my concentration and came inside Jenny, she thrashed and shook, screamed, “Oh my God yes” and had one Hell of an orgasm. We were clinging to each other with Jenny perched on the edge of the table and realized Jessie was pouting while sitting on her stool. Jenny whispered, “Volunteer to work with me again and we’ll run this back." I blinked and she smiled, blushed, then whispered, “I have a boyfriend who mostly tolerates things, you’re with Rachel and from the looks of things, you also have a pet."

I looked at Jessie who was still pouting and asked, “Babe? Are you my pet?” She smiled and said, “I’m whatever you want me to be babe, especially if you call me babe." Jenny sighed, “Told you. You have a pet” and I laughed, “I have a pet." Jessie said, “Whatever. Come on and we can go clean up and stuff." Mike said, “I got most of what we needed, somehow the Fire Department didn’t get called, and the rest you can use for your ONLY FANS Jenny.” We kissed and Jenny whispered, “Get my number before you leave, maybe we can run it back without cameras and everyone around." Mike said, “We might have to revisit this for more shots, maybe without all the extra inspiration from Jessie.”

Jessie was clinging to me and huffed, “Hey” so I said, “My pet goes wherever I go” and she said, “Yeah, I go… wait… what?” Jenny was boldly wiping our combined juices from her pussy and inner thighs as I rubbed Jessie’s firm ass beneath her short miniskirt. She purred, “Don’t distract me” then said to Mike, “I work here you know." Mike rolled his eyes and said, “I know. You’re very good at what you do, but if you keep John so stoked he can’t concentrate, this could take days to get right." Jenny said, “I don’t see how that’s a problem” even as Jessie glared at her then said, “Since you want to be a jerk, Mike, no more private photos for you and the handjob this morning was your last." Jenny gasped, I inhaled, and Mike begged, “Wait. Jessie. I’m sorry honey, I was just being a jerk."

I asked, “You give Mike special photos and handjobs?” Jessie huffed, “So? I fuck you at will and let you call me your pet, are you complaining?” I shook my head but Jessie said, “You all suck” and just stormed out of the room. Jenny sighed, “Let me go talk to her” and smiled at me before she said, “Get my number from Mike. Text me and I’ll send you special photos.” I pouted and said, “Oh. I was hoping I could see the real thing." Still naked and hotter than fire, Jenny walked over to me and said, “I have a boyfriend that I really like, you’re with Rachel who is hotter than Jessie and I combined. If you want to privately discuss alternative arrangements, then call or text me.” She spun to walk off but I gently grabbed her arm, pulled her into a warm embrace, and she stared into my eyes as I said quietly, “Mostly I just want to fuck you."

Jenny kissed me warmly, sighed, put her lips to my ear, then whispered. “Great, because I want you to fuck me”, then walked off. Well, now I was hard again. I went into the small dressing room, wiped up, texted Jessie that I was sorry, then got dressed. Mike gave me Jenny’s number and I texted her, “It’s John. Can’t wait to run it back” and almost instantly got, “Sounds good, maybe sooner than you think." I smiled and went back to the 30th floor. I found Rachel behind her desk using her computer and she smiled then asked, “Want to guess how much I know?” I said, “Or I could tell you everything because the relationship with you is what I really want."

Rachel smiled and said, “I want you too baby, but what’s this I hear you have a pet?”

… to be continued.

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