“It’s not right… behind his back.”
She took her hands from my cock and I groaned, but she was only reaching for my phone. She took it from my pocket, worked my cock in one hand as she scrolled through my recently dialled list.
“Call him,” she said. “Ask him if he minds.”
My breath hitched. “This is a line we haven’t crossed, Katie.”
She shrugged, worked my dick a little bit harder and it felt too fucking good. “Call him, Carl. If he minds, we’ll stop.”
“And if he doesn’t?”
She smirked. “If he doesn’t, I want you to fuck me, right here, right now. Over my desk with my knickers around my knees and my skirt hitched around my waist. Just like an office fuck should be, Carl. Just like I dreamed of.”
“Shit,” I groaned, but I was dialling. The tone was ringing.
Katie dropped to her knees as Rick answered, sucked my cock into her mouth as he said hello.
“Rick,” I said, and my voice was ragged. “I’ve got to ask you…”
“Fuck,” he said. “Fuck, Carl, are you fucking her?”
I closed my eyes, tried to still my thrusting hips. “No… yes… we can stop…”
He was quiet for a second.
“We can stop, Rick. Just say the word.”
But he didn’t.
“Don’t fucking stop!” he said. “I was just getting my fucking cock out.”
I smiled, took a fistful of Katie’s hair.
“Loudspeaker,” he said. “I want to hear everything.”
I put him on speaker and dropped it in the IN tray, and Katie let out a little squeal as I pulled her from my cock and onto her feet.
I hitched up her skirt, and pushed her back against her workstation, toppling her onto the desk as I dropped to my knees.
I pressed my mouth to her sweet cunt and she was wet. Her knickers were soaked through. Ipulled them down slowly and she moaned for me, moaned for Rick.
And then I licked her, long strokes of my tongue until she was bucking. Until her clit was a hard little bullet, and she was spread wide open. I sucked her between my lips and grunted my approval, and her pussy ate up my fingers as I pushed them inside. Three, straight to the knuckle, and she squirmed and begged for more.
I could hear her sweet little murmurs, and I could hear Rick’s breath through the speaker.
My cock pulsed, and I wanted in, all the way in.
I sucked and grunted and ploughed her wet little pussy with my fingers until her drink-relaxed limbs tightened up for me, until her hands were in my hair and she was crying out, begging for more.
Until Rick was grunting, too, his breath ragged.
“Make her come,” Rick groaned. “Make her come, then fuck her, Carl. I want to hear you fuck her.”
I curled my fingers, and she grabbed my wrist. “Fuck,” she hissed. “Right there.”
She wouldn’t let go, guiding my hand as my fingers worked her from inside. She tipped her head back and arched her spine, and her cunt made such lovely wet noises.
“Come for me,” I said. “Rick wants to hear.”