Daria shrieked when she saw Alyx on the screen. She was in her office, glasses perched on her nose and earphones plugged in.
Alyx winced at her shriek. “Jesus, Daria!”
When her friend turned towards the screen, Daria remembered too late she had her fingers on her sex and shrieked again. Her hands flew to her breasts and then moved down. Her hands crisscrossed over her body several times as Daria furiously tried to decide which part she would cover first.
Nik’s powerful body rocked with silent mirth behind her. “Relax. She can only hear us.”
The words sank in, and Daria shrieked again.
On the screen, Alyx jumped in her seat. “For God’s sake, Daria,” she hissed. “You’re making me deaf.”
“Turn it off,” she whispered furiously.
But her gorgeous husband only smirked. Without taking his gaze off hers, he asked Alyx, “Did you hear everything she said earlier?”
Alyx smiled slyly. “Well...let’s just say I’m keeping count.”
Daria moaned even as her hands still kept moving over her body. She knew Alyx couldn’t see her, but with her friend’s face filling up the screen, it still felt like Alyx did.
“We’re at #3 now, I believe,” Nik told Alyx thoughtfully.
Daria covered her face in embarrassment. “Oh my God, will you two shut up?” She uncovered her face to glare at Nik. “Why are you two even talking?” Her head snapped towards Alyx. “You didn’t tell him—-” Alyx hastily shaking her head at Daria made her wish she hadn’t said anything.
Nik looked at her with interest. “What didn’t she tell me?”
“What were you, umm, talking about first?”
“Your surprise party,” he answered readily. “But obviously, that surprise is ruined now. You’ve been a very bad princess.” He mimicked her voice.
She could only stare at him. She could just die now at how cute her husband was being.
His grin vanished. “Daria, dammit.” He knew exactly what she was thinking. She had told him often enough, and it was both embarrassing and flattering, but only because it was his wife thinking he was...
He shuddered, unable to even think of the C-word. Changing the subject swiftly so she would be the embarrassed one, not him, he asked Alyx, “What do you say I raise the ante and make it ten for tonight?” As he spoke, he reached between Daria’s legs and began to play with her sex. She tried to struggle silently, pushing his hand away, only to cause his fingers to slip inside her.
Daria hurriedly covered her mouth before Alyx could hear her whimper.
Behind her, she could hear Nik smirking as he asked idly, “Do you think ten’s enough to cripple your friend and keep Daria out of trouble?” He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock.
She moaned against her hands, and her eyes squeezed shut as he started to bounce her on his cock.
Alyx patted her chin. “Mm, yeah, possible.”
“Keep count, will you?” Nik lifted her up without pulling out of her. Letting her slide to his feet, he pushed her down on the table with gentle firmness. He caught her arms behind her, and then he pushed back in.
This time, there was no way to keep her moans silent. Nik pushed his cock deeper into her, and Daria’s eyes rolled back. “Oh God.”
“Eww, Daria, that panting—-”
“I. Can’t. Help. It.” She panted each word out even as her cheeks reddened with embarrassment. She looked at Nik over her shoulder to glare at him.
He smiled back at her, disarmingly beautiful, and she was lost.
Then he pummeled her harder with his cock, and she was panting again.
“That’s it,” Alyx said from the screen. “I’m going to call Yanna in a three way so we can suffer together, listening—-”
“No, don’t—-” But she couldn’t stop panting. It was so gooooood—-
“Yuck, Daria, will you exercise more or something? You pant too much!”
The End