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The only thing that kept me from coming with her was what I had in mind. She was still shaking out of breath when I pulled out and from under her, making her stay on her knees while I reached out for another fat bead. Somehow I remembered to wipe my cock dry. We had to change the bed sheets anyway. I kneeled behind Steph right when she tried to move. To keep her in place, I parked my pounding cock on top of her buttocks and squeezed the bead on it like that, letting some drops trickle down on her. I sat on my heels, putting my hands to work, one of them stroking my cock to spread the oil, the other rubbing those few drops on her butthole.“Oh, fuck!” she cried, raising her head like she needed more air.I wasn’t surprised to see her arch her back and push her ass against my fingers. They brushed her skin apart to reach her flesh. The way she rocked her hips granted me deeper access. I should’ve taken notice of the effect it had on her, but I had no room for deductions in my head. The
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We woke up about ten, to her phone full of texts and missed calls from her friend Zoey. We were both starving and exhausted, our heads still clouded in a hangovered way, and even if we didn’t say it, eager to try the oil again.“I can’t log in like this,” she said, dragging her feet after me to the kitchen. “I’m calling in sick.”I glanced at her. The way she raised her eyebrows was a whole speech. That was the first time we both called in sick since I’d joined her in the West Coast. I couldn’t say anything along the line of feeling under the weather, because they would make me quarantine at home for days, and they’d only admit me back into the Square after three negative tests in a week. I didn’t want to be stuck at home around the clock for so long, so I said I’d tripped on the stairs and twisted my ankle bad. One of the Square nurses told me to rest for the day and apply ice and anti-inflammatory cream, and that was it.While we wolfed down brunch, Steph obviously asked about the o
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I knew I needed to cool down, else I’d go off the moment my cock touched her ass, but I didn’t want to let her come down and stop me. So I used one of the last small beads to butter her hole and rub it. The way she shivered and moaned made my cock nod in sympathy once more. I teased her a little longer with my fingers, as to make sure she was okay with it, because she usually didn’t like me fucking her behind twice in a row.Rather than okay, she seemed eager. Just in case, I rimmed her. And her reaction told me that here too, adding saliva to the oil worked as an explosive cocktail. Soon she was trembling and begging like she hadn’t just come and I was teasing her clit, not her ass.The pull from my groin told me clearly it was time to join her fun. So I grabbed a fat bead and literally shoved it up her ass, betting she would tighten her muscles and crack it open. I was right. A moment later, while I kneeled behind her again and grabbed her hips, I spotted a thick drop trickling out
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“Here?”“Yeah, there.”“But it’s full of people!”“ITs share toilet cubicles?”“I mean the restroom! There’s a dozen guys right outside this door!”“Then you better keep it down, right?”“Please!”Big Ellie raised his eyebrows at the same time the ring’s pad started vibrating behind my nuts. My eyes fluttered closed, anticipating what was coming, no pun intended. Knowing he wouldn’t stop, I felt for the toilet lid and closed it to sit down on it.Like back on Monday, he made me rest the phone on my knee, my legs spread apart to grant him a clear view of my crotch, and he wouldn’t let me touch it. So I tried to relax and let him have his way as usual. He changed the vibrating pattern until my boner made a notorious bulge in my slacks. Then I felt the first tiny drops of oil cover the ring pad. I let my head fall back with a shaky sigh, the changing patterns working to rub my skin and spread the oil, gravity making it trickle down to my butthole. It wasn’t easy to control the impulse of
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I couldn’t sleep, either. So I waited until I was sure Steph wouldn’t wake up if I got out of bed. At the kitchen, I retrieved the ring from my bag and plugged it to my phone charger. I had no bead for it, but maybe it had a little oil left inside. I grabbed a beer and went to sit on the windowsill, waiting for the ring’s battery to get a little charge.I found Big Ellie’s text from a couple of hours later. The son of a bitch had recorded the call from the restroom and made one of his funny GIFs. It showed me sitting on the toilet, my slacks still buttoned up and my hand squeezing my outstanding boner at the exact moment when a wet dot spread over the light fabric.My own face caught my attention, the way my head had dropped back, my eyes closed and my mouth open in a silent moan. It felt weird, seeing myself at such a moment. The GIF triggered a flashback that made my lazy cock nod. There it was, the spoiled thing. Now it asked for action? Nah, I thought, leaning back and bringing on
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It took me a moment to register the trace of moisture the pad was leaving on my skin, and I only did because the echo of a ripple caught me by surprise.“Fuck yeah,” I muttered, getting mentally ready for the kind of climax I hadn’t reached with Steph over the last two nights.It was just a small, pale fraction of what it could’ve felt, but it was the best I could get at that moment, and I took it. A while later, back in bed, I was as relaxed and contented as I would’ve been only two months earlier after one of what Steph and I used to call epic fucks.I fell asleep right away. A deep, restoring sleep I sorely needed, without any dreams.But those were my last moments of content.Thursday turned out to be a dull, gloomy day. Especially because after checking my locker was as empty as the day before, I had the great idea of checking my texts. Only then I found what Big Ellie had written with the last GIF he’d sent me.“That was nice. Have a good weekend.”“What?”I realized I’d cried i
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I rushed across the inner garden to the opposite side of the building and got to the conference room right when Bill was about to close the door.“Hey! What’re you doing here?” I asked him, puzzled.“Giving the seminar?” he replied, chuckling. “Go grab a sit, we’re about to get started.”“Yessir!”A dozen techs from the other shifts were spread all over the room, leaving empty seats between them and the next person in every direction. I was thrilled to spot Tom, waving at me and pointing at a vacant seat to his left.“Dean! It’s been a while!” he said happily as we bumped fists.“Hell yeah! How are you? I didn’t expect to find you here.”“Bill Turner was my senior when I started here. I wouldn’t miss his seminars for the world.”“Seminars, plural?”“Oh, right, you’re pretty new in the company. He gives them every semester.”We kept talking as I sat by the windows, leaving an empty seat between us, but we both shut up when Bill pulled up a whiteboard and placed it by the big flat scree
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“One week is a short time for a single person to reach a development point that would allow others to appreciate the reach and scope of your project,” Bill said, catching our attention. “That’s why I want you to pair up for this. Let’s take a fifteen-minute break now. Go find your project soulmate, grab your legal brain boost of choice, breathe some fresh air and come back ready to start working.”He was still talking when my phone buzzed with an incoming text. Looked like the motivating geek had already switched back to stalker. I ignored it completely, because Bill waved me and Tom over.“You two should work together,” he told us. “You used to be into databases optimization, right, Tom?”“Yeah,” Tom turned to me. “You’re interested in databases too?”“Sure. I love data mining.”Bill nodded, smiling behind his mask as he motioned for us to walk out with him. “That’s what I call a match. Make me proud.”We grabbed sodas from the vending machine and went out to the inner garden, to spe
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