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Chapter 20 by Bran_Hopewell Bran_Hopewell

What next?

Dani honestly doesn't remember.

"What?" she asked, looking at the slack jawed men. She knew full well she was giving them a shot at her nipples; she wasn't wearing a bra, or panties, for that matter, because she couldn't find her favorite red ones. She'd have sworn she had them laid out to go to the club. It was then that her eye caught something in Osman's hand.

"Is that my...oh fuck, what happened?" she asked as the realization hit her that there's only one way that Osman could have that. "Did we fuck?" she asked Osman. He slowly nodded. "What about you? Did you pound my pussy too?" she asked Lee. Lee nodded slowly as well. She blushed, looked down at her feet for a few seconds and then back to the boys.

"So...how was I?" she asked.

"Fantastic," Osman said.

"Out-fucking-standing," Lee said.

Dani smiled lightly, the blush fading from her cheeks. She looked around for a second, standing just high enough to see over the wall of her cube. She nodded to Osman's hand and he graciously handed her bra and panties back to her. Without a second to lose, she popped the buttons on her blouse and peeled it off her shoulders, sitting half naked in the cubical. She quickly put her bra on, hooked it, and pulled her shirt back on.

Her heart was racing, her sex was starting to go into over drive. She couldn't believe it had happened again, but she didn't want this feeling to stop.

She grabbed the hem of her skirt and slid the zipper on the side down. Lee and Osman shifted a little bit so no one walking by would see what Dani was doing. She stood up, bent over so as not to attract attention, and let the skirt pool at her feet. The boys got a hell of a show for a second while she pulled her panties up to mid thigh and stopped, her fingers going to her sopping pussy and playing with the dark outer folds before sinking two fingers into her pink core.

"You know what," she said, gasping lightly for breath. She shook her thighs slightly and the scrap of red lace fell to the ground. Her fingers slowly pulled out of her snatch and Lee and Osman could both see them glistening in the light of the office. She licked her fingers clean, bent over to grab her skirt, and shimmied it back up her thighs before anyone was the wiser.

Dani stepped out of the lace panties and picked them up with her toes, making her skirt ride up and threatened to expose her super-heated little pussy.

"Why don't you hold on to these for me. Maybe I'll come get them later and the two of you can remind me what happened on Friday. Deal?"

Deal or no deal?

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