Chapter 18

Mr. Wade flicked her stiff, aroused nipple with a bent finger, the sting making her yelp and stagger sideways.

Fate had other plans; she didn’t fall, caught by Mr. Wade, but the coffee spilled right onto his crotch.

“You slut, where’d you pour that coffee? Hmm? Clean it up!”

As Emily reached to wipe it, his already rock-hard cock throbbed under her touch, her saliva-slicked big tits jiggling with each movement.

“Ouch! You wiped so hard, now my cock’s all swollen. What are you gonna do about it?” Mr. Wade whined, though his face showed pure dominance.

Emily opened her mouth to explain, but Tyler cut in coldly, “You mess up, you fix it.”

“Yeah, just rub it and it’ll go down!” Mr. Wade grabbed her hesitant hand, placing it on his pants over the massive bulge, smiling gently. “Unzip it, give it a good rub.”

Knowing Tyler wouldn’t help, Emily had no choice but to obey Mr. Wade.

She fumbled with his belt but couldn’t get it undone. Neither man offered assistance, so she just unzipped him, her hands shaking.

As her small hand slipped inside, she realized Mr. Wade’s cock felt even thicker than Tyler’s.

It bulged in his briefs; she tugged them down at the waist, and the veiny monster sprang out, nearly slapping her face.

She tried to squat, but Mr. Wade pressed her down, and she ended up kneeling steadily on the carpet. When she moved to stand, he drawled from above, “Hurry up, or it’ll take more than a rub to fix.”

She got the hint, gripping the dark red shaft with both hands. The veins felt rough, the heat pulsing against her palms.