Jordan, a fellow lab member

Our momentum halts for a second, both our heads turning to the left to see who it is. In walks Jordan, our fellow lab mate and my best friend in the lab. She's got her headphones in and is looking at her phone. All she'd have to do is look up, and she would see us. Her presence turns me on even more, so much I try backing my ass up all the way to Jack's pelvis. He takes this as a sign that I'm ready to resume, and completely bottoms out inside me.

I scream out in pleasure, my loudest moan yet, as all the good feelings inside bubble up and send me over the edge once more. I feel terrible for disobeying Jack, but in that split second I just don't care. I squirt all over his dick, the first time in my life I've ever squirted, covering his shorts in my fluid. My body trembles violently, although I manage to keep my hands behind my back as Jack keeps a firm grip on my hair. I look over at Jordan, a dumbfounded look stretched across her face, and I cum once more.

Jordan stands still for a few seconds, jaw hanging wide open as she stares at the scene before her. As I shudder for a few more seconds, Jack backs up, letting his dick pop out and more of my fluid fall to the floor. I suddenly feel very empty inside, and looking back at Jack I can see he's got a disappointed look on his face. Now I'm feeling just as cold as I am empty, the warmth of his cock taken from me. I spit out my panties to talk. "I'm so sorry Daddy," I say breathlessly, still recovering from my world-shattering orgasm. "I just couldn't help myself. You felt soooo good. And then Jordan walked in and it just became the hottest thing ever."

Jack raises his hand and I flinch, expecting another slap to the face or a spanking. Instead he brings it down slowly, lightly caressing my ass. "It's okay, Slut," he says comfortingly. "I forgive you." I can't help but grin up at him, my handsome Daddy. I stand up and throw my arms around his shoulders in a big hug, unable to contain my love and excitment. I feel his arms find their way around my back as he squeezes me tight.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?" we hear Jordan shout, momentarily interrupting our special moment. We end our embrace, turning to face her. I look her up and down, unable to stop from thinking how beautiful she truly is. Even in sweat pants and a hoodie, her model-like figure shines through. Tall for a woman, her long, slender legs feel like they go up forever, stopping at a nicely-sized, fit ass. She doesn't have much in the breast department, but it doesn't really matter considering how gorgeous her face is. With long brunette hair and stunning blue eyes, she doesn't need even an ounce of makeup to turn everyone's attention in a room.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!?" she yells once more, yanking her earbuds out. I don't understand why she's so upset. I wave at her. "Hey Jordan, what's up?" I ask casually, before turning back around to hug Jack once more. I feel his cock twitch against my stomach, causing me to giggle. "M-Megan... Jack, what are you doing? This is insane. Fucking in the middle of the lab?!? Cheating on your partners!! What the hell is going on?"

I open my mouth to respond, a little confused why she's acting this way, but before I can say anything Jack speaks. "I was just showing Megan something I've been working on recently, and we got a little carried away." He takes a step towards Jordan, his barefoot landing in my puddled pussy juices. He raises his foot back up. "Oh god, see this is why I didn't want you cumming without my permission." He looks around, presumably for some sort of towel, but quickly gives up. "Slut, why don't you fucking clean your mess up? And put your hands back behind your back."

Instantly I throw my arms back behind my back as I start looking for something to clean my juices with. I see the torn remnants of my turtleneck sweater and drag it over with my foot, about to mop up the juices. "No no no, Slut, not like that," I hear Jack say as he subtly reaches for a small box on his desk. "Use your tongue." I'm taken aback a bit by the gross request.

"But Daddy I don't really want to do that. That's kinda disgusting," I reply.

"Yes you do Slut," he corrects me. He sticks his wet foot near me face.

"Omg, you're right again Daddy! You're so smart!" I start using my tongue to passionately clean the bottom of his soiled foot, dragging my face up and down from heel to toe. I pop a toe into my mouth one at a time, sucking up all the delicious flavor of my own pussy juice.

"Okay, what the actual fuck is going on?" Jordan says, clearly exasperated. "Am I dreaming? I have to be dreaming." I quickly finish polishing the bottom of Jack's foot, taking no break before diving at the puddle on the floor. My hands being behind my back make it a little difficult to balance, but as I press my face into the dirty, cum-covered floor I find I don't care. I slurp and suck with gusto, savoring the flavor of my own pussy juice mixed with the dirt on the floor.

Jack takes a step towards Jordan, bringing the box out in front of him. "Oh no, you're not dreaming. Your friend here is just... doing what she's always wanted to. Isn't that right, Slut?" I raise my head, licking my lips and smiling wide to express my content with the situation. I dive back towards the floor. "Doesn't that sound fun, Jordan? Doing what you've always wanted to?" he says, taking another step towards her.

Jordan takes a step back. "Okay, I don't know what the hell is going on, but this is not right. Megan, please stop. You're a respected scientist, why on Earth are you doing this?" I don't answer her, instead slurping up the last few drops of my cum. Finally finished I sit back on my feet, hands still behind my back as I wait patiently for what's next. "Megan, talk to me, please!" Jordan begs.

I look at the back of Jack's head, hoping he won't mind me responding. "Jordan, you don't understand. I've always wanted to do this. Like, always. Daddy-I mean, Jack, just helped me find the confidence to do it." I notice him take another step toward Jordan as her focus is directed at me. "Would you want to join us? I know you've got some crazy fantasies in that beautiful head of yours," I say with a wink.

"J-Join you? N-No, are you kidding me? Fantasies are fantasies for a reason. You're not supposed to just act them out whenever you want. What would Carter think if he saw you right now? He'd be fucking deveastated. I can't believe you're doing this to him," she responds, mentioning my boyfriend. Jack has moved closer to Jordan now, but she doesn't seem to notice.

I feel anger rise up within me. "I'm not doing this to him, or for him, or even thinking of him at all. I did this because I wanted to, and it's been so much fun. I think he'd be happy for me if he saw me, happy I finally get to do what I want. Why would he feel any other way?" Jack takes another small step towards Jordan, now halfway closer to her.

"I don't even know what to say to you right now," Jordan responds. "And you!" she exclaims, turning her attention back to Jack. "I don't know how, but this is your fault. I'm gonna stop you. I'll tell everyone. You'll get what's coming to you, I promise you that." She dramatically turns and goes to exit.

"Wait!" Jack yells, causing her to pause and turn around. Big mistake. Jack has opened the box, the heavenly glow I saw earlier seemingly fill the room. I watch Jordan's eyes seem to gloss over for a split-second before returning to their prior state. Jack closes the box, stepping towards her again.

"What the fuck was that for?" Jordan asks. "You think that'll stop me?" She turns once more, heading for the door. Her hand reaches out for the handle.

"You don't want to leave Jordan," Jack states calmly, like it's a fact. Jordan freezes, her hand on the handle. Slowly she turns back around to face him.

"You're... right. I don't want to leave. But that won't stop me from telling everyone about this." She brings out her phone, presumably to call someone.

"You don't want to tell anyone," Jack says smoothly. "In fact, I think you want to stay here with us. Act out some of your own fastasies." Jordan looks up from her phone, cocking her head to the side like a puppy.

"Right again," she says slowly. She puts her phone in her pocket and starts walking in our direction. "How did you know that?"

Jack smiles, an evil smile that only looks charming to me and Jordan. He spreads out his hands, shrugging. "What can I say, I know what women want. And I love giving it to them."