A Few Days Pass

The next few days passed nearly normally, well, as normally as could be expected when you work a job where one of your coworkers pulls you into side rooms for a quick fuck at least twice a day.

You have to give Claire her due she seems to have an unending sex drive. Even with fucking, you see still seems to spend a massive amount of time with the Pastor. You are still not sure how you feel about that, after all, you have to look his wife in the eye every day.

When you asked Claire if Mrs. Underwood knew about them she just shrugged. It was hardly surprising that she wouldn’t care one way or the other yet you can’t help it praying on your mind. It had gotten so bad that you were doing everything in your power to avoid even being in the same room as her now.

As if that wasn’t enough problems Claire had gone and told the Pastor that you knew about them. At first you had thought he would fire you but instead, you found yourself getting stuck on cleaning duty after one of their trysts.

That is what you find yourself doing today, cleaning up the wide pool of his cum and Claire's juices from his desk. When you had gotten this job this is pretty much the last thing you had expected to be doing.

The sound of the door clicking closed behind you snaps you back to the moment. You turn, dumping the cloth into the bucket, expecting Claire or the Pastor.

Instead, you find yourself face to face with Mrs. Underwood.