What's next?
Late morning
Morgan rose from bed with yawn then promptly fell back before rolling onto her side to retrieve her phone from night stand beside her. She smiled seeing four messages, each from a different man.
"Hey there. Hope you're free tonight." Jack's message read.
"Made it to work babe. Thanks for this morning. I needed that! I love you. I have a late night so don't wait up." Nelson had texted.
"Where are you!?" Read one message from one of her coworkers, Clayton. "Big client in. Need those files!"
The last message was a picture from Travone of his rather impressive cock. Morgan bit her lip remembering her time with him only just last night. She had things to get done however and managed to send him a thumping heart emoji before hopping out of bed and making her way into the shower.

Morgan tried to make it a quick shower, but those damn texts only stirred up yesterday's still very fresh in her mind events. She couldn't resist it any longer.
"Oh fuck..." She moaned to herself as her hands swam over her soapy body.

Morgan remembered how thrilling it had been and how easily she had given into to her desires.
"No!" Morgan shouted, shaking her head. "God damn. I gotta get this under control."

She managed to cut her shower down to a quick thirty minutes before responding to Clayton's message.
"You know where they are. I've told you a dozen times." She fired back.
"Shit okay. Sorry! Just nervous. You know. :)" Clayton returned.
"Sure. Be there soon." Morgan assured him.
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