movements.
“Not fair, brother,” Ryan said. He released my
nipple from his mouth and unzipped his trousers, too. He
masturbated and I watched as Riley continued playing with my pussy.
His strokes got faster; my hips moved back and forth to meet his
pace and my walls clenched around his digits.
I was close to the climax. Pleasure tightened
at my core and I thrust my hips against his fingers like a bitch in
heat. “Harder, harder, please,” I pleaded as I moaned. I didn’t
even care if Gordon could hear me.
The pleasure built up inside me. I squeezed my
thighs together, longing to release it.
And then, Gordon lowered the divider slightly
and said, “We’re here.”
I didn’t care if we had arrived at the office,
I wanted to fuck. Desperate to come, I tried to make the twins
continue. I bent over to kiss Ryan on the lips, but he stopped me
by putting his hand over my mouth.
Riley pulled his fingers out and reached for a
piece of tissue. I removed my hand from his shaft, flabbergasted
that we’d stopped so abruptly.
“That’s it?” I asked, my cunt still aching for
release.
“Yep,” Ryan said, zipping his pants up.
“That’s it.”
Blood rose to my cheeks as I fumed. They were
playing me for a fool!
Riley turned to me as he smiled slyly. “Unless
you want more.”
I was already buttoning up my shirt and
tidying up my hair. “Absolutely not.” Like hell they were going to
make me beg after such humiliation. I might’ve acted like an easy
whore around these two very attractive twins, but I sure as hell
wasn’t going to admit it out loud.
Ryan opened the door. “Off you go then. What
time do you get off?”
“Six in the evening. Why?”
“Wait for us here. We’ll pick you
up.”
I rolled my eyes at him. These guys weren’t
worth all that trouble… maybe. “Uh, no, you won’t. I’m going home
by myself.”
He smacked my butt when I was trying to get
out of the car. “We’ll be here at six, whether you like it or
not.”
“Whatever.”
Before I even took ten steps, I heard the
twins shout, “Hey, Scarlet!”
“What!” I screamed, already at my boiling
point.
Ryan dangled the wallet in front of me. “You
forgot this.”
I let out a sound of annoyance and snatched
the object from him. “Thanks, now leave.”
“As you wish, princess.”
***
Kristie was acting like a busybody as she
always did. “I want all the juicy details.”
“I don’t have any.”
She tapped her pen on my desk and leaned in
closer. “Don’t lie, I’ve seen you on the papers.” She checked her
surroundings for people and then whispered, “How big were they? You
can tell me that, at least.”
I showed her the most disgusted reaction I
could conjure. “Kristie, that’s very inappropriate.” I frowned and
shook my head in disapproval, and then I leaned over, too, and
grinned cheekily. “Really big,” I replied in a hushed tone. “But
anyway, I don’t remember a thing except for Saturday morning”—I
left out the part about the car ride—“I got drunk on Friday night
and next thing I knew, I was waking up to a couple of naked
men.”
“You forgot what happened?
Seriously?”
“I wouldn’t have slept with them if I was
sober and conscious, right?”
“Hmm, yes, I can see how that makes sense. You
make a point.”
A very rude colleague of ours, Albert,
unceremoniously interrupted our hushed conversation. “Hey.” He
grinned a very unattractive grin, but from the way he was acting he
most likely thought himself attractive. “How’s the double dipper
doing?”
I deserved a medal for having enough
self-control to not punch this guy in the face.
“Peachy.”
“Must have had a lot of fun last Friday, huh?”
He wiggled his eyebrows at me. “Anyway, the boss asked me to call
you, and I don’t think it’s about something he’s happy
with.”
“Meet you at lunch?” Kristie said.
I nodded. “See you there.”
My staff and colleagues were awfully quiet
today. Usually they
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