Arron's plans for the evening

A few hours later, after Dave left, Arron found herself still feeling a bit sore from sitting down but she was no where near complaining, a smile on her face caught a few people by surprise but neither reason or cause was immediately obvious to anyone. For her part, Arron was not going to say anything about it. If Brooke or Cynthia suspected anything they were coy about sharing, though the knowing glances that Cynthia shot her way told Arron that she suspected something was amiss. She merely shrugged when Cynthia tried to get more out of her and turned back to her office. That was over an hour ago and the sound of the door opening and closing told her that she was now alone in the office.

The notion of taking a man in the mouth, sucking him dry, that was new to her and Arron, though try as she might, was still a bit on the fence about the whole idea. Before the move, before all of this, she was in no way anything but a straight man who loved women, wanted to be with women, and have sex with women. As a man, HE loved to suck on his wife's clit, going down on her and then fucking her with his cock until she broke the bedframe from all the bucking she did (she blamed him for it though, at the time, she had the largest smile on her face.) He also loved when she would take him in the mornings before he got up, her lips were soft and moist from just the right amount of saliva to coat him from the tip to the base. She had a way with her tongue to drive him near the point of cumming into her mouth and then halting, giving him that sheer agony of edging that drove him insane. Erin was like that.

Arron, though, was nothing like that.

Dave was the one that broke through her hesitation, though the first time she could excuse by the manner of being drunk and caught up in the moment. The second time was a random replay of the first, though she hadn't been drunk that time and it was actually the morning after. She had awoken in a strange room in bed with his arm wrapped around her, spooning against her and holding her tightly but gently at the same time. There was a moment of realization and panic but then she realized that she had fallen asleep in the jeans and top that she had worn to the bar the night before and was still wearing them. He had been a gentleman enough to keep her clothed fully and a small smile tugged on her lips. She rolled over to look at him and she smiled as he smiled back at her.

"Didn't think we'd end up here..." she began but he instead leaned forward and kissed her. Any thoughts of this being wrong passed and she returned it. One thing led to another and she found herself hovering over him, taking him into her mouth with one hand holding his erect cock steady and the other fingering and playing with his rather large scrotum. She didn't mind that he had a lot of hair, some reason it seemed more manly and more masculine, everything that she definitely wasn't, but she didn't mind. When he came, he pushed her head down and she, once again, relaxed her throat and deepthroated him, swallowing every single drop of cum.

That evening, they had made plans to meet up for dinner and ended up back at his place, kissing and making out again, though this time she decided to indulge in something and edged him not once, not twice, but four times until he literally grunted and slammed her head down while shoving his cock deep into her mouth and came for her, his cum spilling out of her mouth and down her dress. She smiled at that, relishing the change and the aggression he was showing, but still merely kept him at bay with the "maybe next time" issue.

As Arron lowered her skirt just a little, she still felt his hands gripping her waist tightly and as she brushed her ass slightly, she let out a soft moan. I'd never thought I'd like an ass fucking... she thought only half-jokingly before she picked up the needle and injected herself. It was a quick, painless procedure she had been doing and thought nothing of it as the syringe emptied itself into her body and she quickly capped it and placed it into the disposal container hidden in a side drawer of the desk where she kept her medications, locking it every night before leaving.

"Damn, what to do now..." she began as she pulled out her phone and scrolled through the list of people to contact. Dave was, sadly, now on his way out of town but he had promised to call and catch up in 2 months when he returned. William, also a bit unfortunately, had to call and cancel their date as he had been called also out of town. Brooke and Cynthia had made plans at a retreat for the weekend, Sarah was out at her aunt's, leaving her perfectly alone and bored on a Friday evening.

What to do...