The OF Girl
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 643
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 643 - 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 says she’s jealous,” Sabrina smirked a little as the two of you were getting off the bus at the stop down the street from the office.
“I know, baby, that was the group chat,” you chuckled, looping your arm with hers as you started to walk down the sidewalk. It was a beautiful August morning, the sun starting to really heat up but not yet to the point of being uncomfortable - it might be bad by the time lunch came around, but for now, even the morning crowds of downtown were refreshing instead of stifling.
“Oh, hah, I didn’t see you check your phone,” she said, giving you a shrug and a smile and then pulling you off to the side of the sidewalk out of the main flow of pedestrian traffic.
“What is it?” you asked.
She cocked her head to the side, reaching up and looping her arms around the back of your neck as she looked into your eyes. “You know, I think I’m kinda in love with you?”
“Oh yeah?” you asked with a grin. “When did you decide this?”
“Just now,” she said, grinning playfully. “I mean, I decided it before too, but just now I thought to myself, ‘I’m definitely in love with this sexy, smart, silly boy,’ so I thought I’d tell you that.”
“Well, just so you know, I was thinking about what I was going to eat for lunch,” you said, making her snort and giggle. “I love you too, Sabrina.”
She went on her toes to kiss you, and you held each other close for a long moment before you were jostled by someone passing by and separated. “OK,” she said, fanning her face a little as she grinned at you. “Maybe we shouldn’t kiss like that when I’ve got a buttplug in.”
That made you blush and laugh, checking to see if anyone was listening in, but if anyone had heard her they were already ten steps away and still moving. You gave her another quick kiss and then continued towards the office.
“Wanna come help me with the coffee order?” Sabrina asked as you were reaching the front doors. “Last time we have to do it.”
You blanched a little. “Uh ... I don’t think that’s a good idea,” you said.
“What? Why?”
You gave her a look - she was well aware of all the dirty details of your hookup with Becca yesterday. Her curious expression cracked a little after a moment of staring contest, and she started giggling.
“I’m never setting foot in that place again,” you chuckled, shaking your head.
“I know,” she said, scrunching up her nose as she grinned. “I’ll see you up there. Go flirt with Becks.”
“Love you,” you said, and you gave her a much more work-appropriate peck on the lips as you split up.
The lobby had a couple of people speaking quietly near the doors, so you knew you couldn’t be too flagrant about your flirting as you walked towards Becks at the front desk. She looked up from whatever she was working on at her computer and broke into a smile - she was wearing a cute white blouse with a high collar that played against her warm, light mocha skin and managed to highlight her bust without showing any skin. “Well, good morning,” she said as you approached. “Looking forward to later?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” you said, feigning ignorance. “Today is just another beautiful summer day, isn’t it?”
Becks rolled her eyes a little, smirking and shaking her head. “Don’t tell me I’m that forgettable.”
“Of course not,” you said, giving her a wink. “Though I don’t know who’s more excited, me or Sabrina.”
“John, please,” Becks snorted. “It’s Sabrina. Because she’s a-” she swapped to just mouthing the last words. ‘-nympho freak.’
“Well, maybe,” you chuckled.
“Maybe nothing,” Becks said. “But we do love her for it.”
“We do,” you agreed. “So, what’s your day look like?”
“Same as always,” she shrugged. “Handle bookings and appointments, answer questions, deal with delivery drivers, and try not to call you for a one-on-one meeting even though I’m already horny as shit because I’ve got a buttplug in my ass.”
You coughed, again needing to check over your shoulder to see if anyone had heard that, but realised the two men had disappeared down one of the corridors leading deeper into the first floor of the building. When you turned back to Becks, she was grinning lasciviously.
“I think I would very much enjoy a one-on-one with you, Becks,” you said. “So I can do a thorough, thorough review of your body of work. Head-to-toe inspection. Probably a public speaking element - an oral exam, you might say. And of course a thorough and vigorous probing of your ... talents and skills.”
“My talents and skills, huh?” she asked with a smirk. Both of your voices had dropped low, and she was leaning towards you more.
“Mhmm,” you hummed. Then you abandoned the game. “God, I want to put your legs behind your ears and fucking pound you, Becks.”
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