The OF Girl
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 621
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 621 - 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
You took some time that afternoon, while Sabrina and Eric were finally more focused on work than talking through his love life, to start looking up news articles about the whole Tommy situation.
What you found was ... a little shocking.
First, Mosche actually got the story fairly correct as much as you could tell.
Tommy Tiernan had been doing a Masters in Philosophy, and he’d been murdered in what was suspected to be a professional hit gone wrong. The news articles made a point of showing how much Tommy looked like the son of a local mob boss - since you weren’t from the city the name wasn’t recognizable to you - and that even the police had thought Tommy had been the guy right up until they went to give notice to the father and the son answered the door, alive and well.
The articles went on to acknowledge that Tommy had, in fact, simply been out for a walk in the city when he’d been attacked. He’d been shot five times at close range by the assailant and had likely been dead within moments. They didn’t mention if he’d had THC or anything else in his system, but considering he’d been pretty clearly murdered and not in an accident, that probably wouldn’t have mattered much to the cops or coroner.
You tried looking for any news of the case moving forward, but other than a small, buried article about ‘Assassin Still At Large’ a couple of months later, there didn’t seem to be any follow-up from the media. Then, pushing your luck on how long you were durdling around instead of getting work done, you did some more research on the guy Tommy was supposed to be.
‘Entitled Asshole Nitwit’ was where you landed, only because you weren’t sure where ‘Criminal’ should have fit into the description grammatically. The guy seemed to have been in the news perennially for getting into very public fights, getting into accidents with expensive cars, and an early possession charge that sounded an awful lot like it had been knocked down from possession with intent to distribute based on the writing of the journalist.
You compiled the links to the most interesting and thorough articles and saved them to send to the girls ... soon. Gemma was asleep, after all, and it wouldn’t be fair to tell Sabrina first, would it?
Sabrina looked over at you suspiciously when you coughed and covered your mouth to stop from snickering.
Then you got back to work ... for about thirty minutes before you got a text.
A very explicit text.
‘Hey John. I would like to sext with you and then send screenshots to my paypigs. Are you available?’
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