A love triangle solved

Anthony and Susan found themselves together by the snack table, fishing a few egg rolls and sushis to their plates, their hands touched while reaching for the chopsticks. Anthony smiled at Susan, who returned the curtsey "So do we go public?" He asked her. "Let's have some fun first before we lock that in, there's HR to involve, assistants to stop fucking and some other stuff" she glanced at him, making it very clear what she was talking about. Anthony gulped, he was wary of that issue coming up, breaking up with Jasmine might change their whole work dynamic not to mention make things rather awkward around the office, with him having to interact with her sister and cousin on a daily basis. He was hoping he could continue having both, naïve little boy.

"Of course, it'll be done, don't worry" he said, as Susan quickly grabbed his balls squeezing them. "Oh are these the powerplays that you love doing with them?" she asked assertively, she must've seen the Rashamedi at work. Anthony's face contorted in pain, stifling a "Sus" yelp. She immediately let go, "Oh, sorry babe, I thought that was something you enjoyed" she quickly apologized. "No, it's usually me who is the dominant" he answered, checking on his balls and readjusting them. Suasn laughed, she laughed audibly, not believing Anthony could dominate one of the Rashamedi cousins. He promised her that not only he could but he also did.

"Prove it let's go to your office and call Jasmine, let's see if she's a little good sub" Susan proclaimed, not waiting for Anthony's response, ditching the food and dragging him to the office. "Stay here, I'm going to call her" she ordered, Anthony saw no other choice but to comply. As much as he did have fun with Jasmine, and he was more than certain he will have fun with his new co-producer, there was something else about Susan. Like many of the women in the company she was absolutely beautiful, but she had that personality, that elusive sexy yet brilliant and giving, not trying to please everyone but standing her ground, yet at the first sign of someone struggling she will rush for aid. He knew she only grabbed him by the balls because she genuinely thought he enjoyed it. The Rashamedis reputation around the office made them seem as ballbusting dominatrices, even though Jasmine was like acting like a pet to him.

He also knew Susan wasn't that perfect, that whole thing with Jasmine was simply because she was jealous, not wanting to share Anthony's heart.

The door to the office opened, the two women came inside, Susan pulling Jasmine by her hand, a confused expression on Jasmine's face. Anthony took a look at them, they absolutely differed in looks and style, Jasmine's clothes were harsh and stylised, showing power and control, tight leather pants that showed her fabulous ass. Susan's clothes were plain, simple shirt with simple jeans that just exhumed with "nice girl" vibes. Ironically their mood and vibe were complete opposite now, with Jasmine following, a bit unsure, while Susan was full of confidence, leading.

Susan pulled Jasmine to the middle of the office, giving Anthony the go ahead. "Drop to the floor" Anthony commanded, Jasmine looked at him, then at Susan and back to him. He nodded. Both Susan and Anthony watched as the proud woman in black, who Susan watched dominating her colleagues with confidence of a goddess, dropped to the floor without saying a word, her ass sticking up, looking at Anthony for further commands.

Susan was exited, chirpped that it had worked. "Now tell her to kiss my feet" she quickly added, pulling off her converse standing barefoot. Anthony looked at her, was she really just about to humiliate Jasmine for jealousy? Was he wrong about her? "Kiss her feet, pet" he commanded, the obedient pet complied, giving Susan's feet a kiss. "Oh, this is great, we're going to have some fun now" she stated excitedly.