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Dex chuckled at the conversation, amused at the odd nature of the whole thing, but still grateful that he had the option.
“I’ve really got to get this stuff done, and then Jessie’s waiting at home for me,” he said, frowning.
“See how mean he is?” Vicky said, clutching at Eric’s arm.
“Uh-huh,” Eric deadpanned, rolling his eyes at Dex. “We’ll leave you to it,” he said, patting Dex on the back. “Take care my friend.”
“You too,” Dex said, waving happily.
“I’m getting’ that dick,” Vicky said, pointing her finger at him in a threatening manner.
“Oh, shut up,” Eric said, slapping her on the ass and spinning her around. “Leave the poor guy alone already, you dick-loving little whore.”
She laughed, waving at Dex as her husband forced her away.
“See you bud!” Eric called as they opened the door to leave.
“Bye!” Vicky added.
***
After finally getting home, Dex spent a fun evening relaxing with Jessie and even spent some time talking about their relationship. It had been on his mind since the fun they’d had the day before, but the decision to let her share her pussy had been one that he’d decided on only in the time that he’d gotten home.
It was the right one though, he knew. He loved her and knew that the arousal he felt when he’d been watching her the night before wasn’t something that was fleeting, or just for that night. Again, and again when she’d been with someone other than himself, he found his arousal growing as he watched her play. She was a slut, through and through, and he loved that aspect of her.
He honestly couldn’t wait to hear what kind of fun she would find herself getting into in the future.
Ending the evening by talking about Vicky’s ridiculous actions that day, the two had spent the night snuggling and simply enjoying being close to one another.
***
Tuesday morning…
The next day, they spoke briefly before they went off to their respective days. Jessie was going to spend time at her parent’s house that evening, so Dex didn’t expect any hot sex stories when they spoke again.
His day went about as well as the previous one had. School came first, then work and all the tickets that needed working. It was mid-afternoon before he knew it and he didn’t feel any closer to lowering the number of tickets on the board then when he’d started.
He saw his desk phone buzzing and picked it up, seeing that it was Vicky calling.
“Hey,” she said. “Still busy?”
“Heck yeah,” he said. “Can’t seem to get caught up.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” she said. “I wanted to tell you, I’m sorry for being such a shit yesterday.”
“It’s not a big deal, Vicky,” he said, chuckling. “It was fun.”
“Good,” she said. “It’s good to hear you say that. But… can I… come talk to you? Work phones and all…”
“Sure,” he said, chuckling.
He was pretty sure that she just wanted to talk, since most of the sexual adventures took place in her office and she was coming to see him. Still, he was curious to see what she wanted since she didn’t want to discuss it over their work phones.
A few minutes later, he looked up to see her walking confidently toward him. She wasn’t looking like she had mischief on her mind, though, and smiled as she stepped into his cubicle area.
“Hey,” she said quietly, looking around the room behind her at the other cubes. “Anyone else here?” she asked.
Dex nodded. “They probably can’t hear you though,” he added. “This isn’t about… what I think, is it?”
“Yes and no,” she said, lowering her voice to a whisper. “I just wanted to say, I’m sorry. I mean, my husband loved the whole story when I told him what I did and how I wanted to take you home. I just wanted to make sure you knew that I was really sorry for attacking you like I did during the meeting, and while you had so much work to do.”
Dex chuckled and waved away her fears. “I could have stopped you,” he assured her. “It was fun, and I got to put you in your place just a little.”
She smirked at him, glancing around again.
“Its funny that you put it like that,” she said. “Eric and I had a fun night after we left, both of us being so turned on by what happened yesterday. But after we were done, he told me that you needed the opportunity to do just that; put me in my place.”
“It’s just an expression,” Dex whispered. “You’re not like… my sex slave or anything.”
“Oh stop,” Vicky whispered back. “You know that’s not what he meant. You need to make me apologize,” she continued, then added, “properly.”
Glancing up in surprise, he gauged her expression and saw that she wasn’t kidding. Before he could decline or agree to anything, she’d slipped down to her knees and under the desk.
“Goddamnit,” he said, chuckling and shaking his head as she began to try and work his cock free.
“Oh… almost forgot,” she said. He felt her hands disappear and peered down. She was setting up her phone to the side of them, propping it up so that it was facing what she was doing. “Eric told me to make sure and record it for us to watch later. He also said that you could get as rough as you wanted to with me.”
Dex coughed, looking out through the exit of his cubicle, but didn’t see anyone of course. She’d kept her tone low, regardless.
He felt her hands working his cock free once again and sighed in resignation as her lips closed around the head. Realizing that she was dead set on doing this then and there, Dex decided to take advantage of the opportunity and just let her have her fun.
Reaching down, he caressed the side of her head, his fingers stroking her scalp as she began to slide her lips up and down his quickly growing shaft. Wet slobbery noises could barely be heard just by him, so he was sure that no one else was going to be able to. Still, the thought of her doing this with another tech a few feet away was highly arousing, and he was fully erect in no time.
She reached up with her own hand, pulling at his for a moment and reminding him about Eric’s request for him to be rough with her. That hadn’t been Dex’s thing up to that point, but he was enjoying it more and more as some of his sexual partners did things to get him worked up and make him feel like they needed that very thing.
She was happily sucking, sliding her lips up and down as she looked up from her position at his feet, a look of contentment on her face. He pulled, driving her lips down his shaft, but didn’t completely impale her on him. Working up to it, he pulled her slowly deeper and deeper until he’d forced the entire length of himself into her mouth and throat, delighting in how her warm, wetness felt as it encased his throbbing organ. She gagged for a moment but was seemingly able to control herself and force it to dissipate. He let her up to breath, all the same, slobber and goo dripping from her mouth and coating the front of her work blouse.
Giving her a few seconds to catch her breath, he pulled again, working the head past her lips and against the back of her throat, pulling and driving her face down to his stomach, then holding her there. He let go, but she continued to hover where she was, working gently up and down a few centimeters for a bit longer before she slowly extricated him once again. Gasping, she licked the underside of his shaft, stroking with her saliva and using it to lube his shaft as she sucked the head.
“Shhh,” Dex chuckled, eliciting a wry grin from her before she throated him again, his hand only having to help a little. Several times they repeated the sequence, deepthroat, hover, extricate, stroke, repeat.
Voices grew closer to his cubicle, and he winced, scooting into his desk as much as he could and inadvertently driving his cock deep into Vicky’s throat. She moaned in arousal though, and he was thankful that she was okay.
“Fuck,” she moaned, sliding his cock from her throat and stroking as the voices grew louder still. She wasn’t one to be deterred though, apparently, and immediately went back to sucking his cock.
“Damnit,” he whispered, wincing as he felt his orgasm inch closer.
Chase’s distinctive voice could be heard, as well as a feminine one in conversation with him. Nicole.
“Hey Dex,” Chase said, glancing over as they walked by.
“Chase,” Dex grunted, trying to sound as normal as he could.
He heard the two pause and saw them step back into view, looking at him inquisitively.
“You okay?” Nicole asked, the two stepping closer.
Vicky wasn’t slowing, the quiet sounds of sucking and slobbering suddenly sounding like a herd of elephants crashing through a forest. She throated him again, her moans oozing out around the flesh of his engorged length. He groaned, leaning forward and resting his head on the desk, knowing the jig was up.
“What…” Nicole asked, stepping in, Chase following behind. “Oh… fuck…” she whispered.
“Oh… shit!” Chase said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “That’s… oh shit!” he said, laughing quietly.
Dex looked up, expecting to see his manager with an angry look on his face. Instead, Chase was kneeling down, peering under his desk as Nicole covered her mouth, an amused expression just visible beneath her hands.
Vicky, of course, didn’t slow.
“Jesus,” Chase said his voice a whisper. “That’s so fucking hot.”
“Get the fuck out of here, Chase!” Vicky snapped before going back to what she was doing.
Dex, helpless, couldn’t move or protest. His orgasm was close and Vicky was punishingly good at what she was doing. Again she throated him, Nicole moving to stand guard at the entrance and try to block the noises coming from the cubicle.
Chase was still staring mouth agape at Vicky as she stroked and sucked Dex’s cock. Dex grunted, forcing himself to be quiet as Vicky began to swallow his load as it burst into her mouth. With a gasp of incredible pleasure swallowing him, he felt Vicky throat him in that moment, a soft whimper the only protest as she continued taking his load directly.
Wet slurping noises soon followed and Dex realized that she had taken his cock out of her throat at some point. He was vaguely aware of Nicole and Chase talking, the former sounding irritated and commanding, and the latter seeming like he was pleading with her.
Lifting his head up off the desk, he turned, seeing Nicole holding Chase at bay with one hand and quietly telling him to go back to his office. As his senses came back, Dex saw Chase frowning as he turned and left the area.
Vicky sneakily crawled out from under the desk, grabbing her phone on the way. Kneeling there beside Dex, she spoke to the device, obviously talking to her husband. “I hope you enjoyed that baby,” she said quietly. “I can’t wait to tell watch it with you.” He saw her licking her lips and playing to her phone’s camera, cum and saliva coating her chin and her ruined shirt.
“What the hell you two?” Nicole spat.
Though he could tell what was going on, Dex was still a little out of it. He didn’t really have a good explanation, regardless, and barely managed to shove his dick back in his pants and out of sight.