The OF Girl
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 619
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 619 - When you discover a fellow intern at the law office is filming amateur content, you make the rash decision to approach her about it. You couldn't have dreamed what would come from that one conversation.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Workplace MaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Small Breasts 2nd POV
“Gemma wants to know,” Sabrina mumbled around the bagel half hanging out of her mouth.
You smiled around your own mouthful of bagel as you tried to make sure you weren’t spraying the Everything seeds around the city bus. Once you’d managed to swallow you chuckled. “I know, I’m getting the same texts, baby.”
“Yes, but I’m reinforcing them,” Sabrina smirked before popping her last bite into her mouth. You were both dressed up for work and you handed her a napkin so she could wipe the melty butter grease from her fingers before it got on her cute red business dress. “I’m also reinforcing that now you’re making her sleep on it too. Which makes this cruel and unusual torture on two separate continents.”
You snorted, covering your mouth as you rolled your eyes.
“If you tell me, I’ll suck your dick,” Sabrina offered.
“Sabrina, my darling girlfriend, you already did that this morning,” you reminded her.
“Yes, but what about second blowjobs?” Sabrina asked, putting on a God-awful ‘hobbit voice.’
“Eric, make John tell me his secret,” Sabrina sighed.
“Wha’?” Eric mumbled. He’d just entered the Intern conference room, looking down at his phone. You and Sabrina had handled the morning coffee order together before coming in so he’d only needed to get there on time instead of early.
“John’s got a secret he won’t tell me and I’m going to die if he doesn’t spill,” Sabrina grumbled dramatically.
You snorted and smirked, shaking your head. She was really playing it up now, and you weren’t sure if it was because she was working herself up into her own little bratty episode so she could reclaim her roleplay in the relationship and the two of you could get a little wild that night, or because she was using it as a distraction from all the melancholy stuff going on - Gemma being gone, your last week of the internship, Emma’s visit being over.
“How am I supposed to get him to tell you?” Eric asked as he walked around her and slumped into his seat at the conference table, setting his phone down.
“Beat him up or something,” Sabrina waved at you.
Eric lifted a loosely held fist and shook it. “Argh, I’ll beat you up if you don’t tell her ... whatever,” he deadpanned.
“Sorry, baby, didn’t work,” you chuckled and said to Sabrina.
“I tried,” Eric told her.
“What’s up, Eric?” you asked. “You seem...”
“Worn out,” Sabrina finished for you, her attention finally diverted as she leaned forward and narrowed her eyes. “How was your weekend?”
Erica cleared her throat and actually blushed a little. “Uh, it was ... good...”
“Eric,” Sabrina scoffed. “You didn’t!”
“I didn’t, I swear,” Eric said, holding up his hands. “Wait, what did I not do?”
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