Olga Marie is feeling hot and bothered.

Olga Marie Animusphere was not in the best of moods. First an anomaly was detected, and shortly after it was predicted that humanity was to be wiped out. Then despite the danger, the Mage’s Association had been dragging their feet, and even with them now fully cooperating after they fully realized the severity of the situation it would take a few days for the Master Candidates to get to Chaldea. With all the work needing to be done, she hadn’t had a chance to unwind.

So it was understandably frustrating that as she reviewed the latest report on the incident, the writer of that report was sitting across the desk from her completely relaxed and with a smile on his face. And why wouldn’t he be? After all she could still hear the slurping sounds of her assistant Mashu diligently sucking his cock.

Scowling slightly, Olga once more tried to tune out the lewd sounds her normally demure assistant was making as she tried to focus. Unfortunately for her, she had just as little luck this time as she had the rest of the meeting, as the growing damp spot on her orange leggings could attest.

“Your plan is for us to have sex with the Director?” a brightly blushing Mashu asked as Norman revealed his plan.

“It’s normal for sexual release to be considered a way to relax, and with the stress of the situation on top of her normal duties, Marie could probably use some relief.” Norman explained as his hand finally released Mashu’s ass, only to move up and wrap around her shoulders to start playing with her breasts, “So it’s up to us to help her unwind.”

Mashu nodded thoughtfully, “I see…I suppose if it will help the Director to relax we should do it.”
Norman grinned, “Great! Now, Olga won’t want to just jump right in to the fun part, so we’ll need to tempt her and weaken her resistance to the idea. Since its normal for girls to get horny when watching me and other girls having sex and similar acts, once we hand over the report for her to look over you’re going to give me a blowjob.”

Olga had almost grown used to the slurping sounds of the blowjob in front of her when, after a low groan from the man and some quiet ****, it stopped. After a few moments, Olga glanced up from her review to see if they actually had stopped, only to find herself unable to look away.
Mashu’s shirt was now completely unzipped, and her bra was nowhere to be seen as evidenced by her surprisingly large and completely bare chest. Olga was broken from her stare by the sound of tearing cloth.

Her eyes following the loose red tie from where it lay between her breasts downwards, Olga quickly discovered the source of the sound. Mashu had apparently ripped a hole in the crotch of her pants, apparently in order to pull her panties to the side for some-

Oh my…

Marie absently felt the wet spot grow as she beheld her first real, live penis. The long shaft and bulbous head seemed to throb almost angrily as Mashu grasped it and adjusted it’s position…
And then it was gone, as with a cry of pain and pleasure, Mashu dropped, hilting the cock inside her.
Her assistant was still for a bit, her only movement being the heaving of her chest as she panted. But then she slowly started to move. Olga stared and Mashu moaned as the cock was slowly but surely removed, until Mashu got to just below the head and allowed herself to fall again, drawing another gasp, this time less pain filled.

She began to move faster. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up, Down. Up, Down. Up, Down, Up, Down, Updownupdown-

Olga tore her eyes away and back to the report she was reviewing. Unfortunately, if the earlier slurping sounds of a blowjob were just a little distracting, the constant moaning and slapping of flesh against flesh was even worse. Despite her best efforts, it was almost impossible to focus due to the heat between her legs. She needed to find some relief, and soon.

Glancing up again, Olga bit her lip. Mashu didn’t seem like she would notice a trainwreck at the moment, her head tilted back as continued her self-fucking. And while her partner wasn’t as out of it as she was, Mashu served as a good barrier between them.

Making her decision, Olga slowly reached down to her tights. Shifting her weight as needed, she shakily did her best to continue working one-handed as she pulled her tights down to her knees without getting up. Taking one last glance to confirm they hadn’t noticed, her panties soon followed, and her hand began its ministrations…

“Once you’ve mounted me and started fucking yourself with my dick, it would be normal for her to be to horny to focus on work. However, her pride won’t let her leave to, ah, relive herself.” By this point Norman’s wandering hand had loosened Mashu’s tie in order to get unbutton her shirt enough to get his hand under it in order to continue his groping more directly. After he started using his prana to perform a little trick he’d developed to increase the effect of his ministrations, he’d had to take his papers from the girl after she started stumbling from the pleasure she was feeling. As it was his hand holding her to his side was playing a big part in allowing her to stand. “So it would be normal for her to try and secretly masturbate while she works.”

“Aah…I see…ha…” Mashu panted. She looked so cute, trying to pay attention like a dutiful assistant while having slightly askew glasses, flushed face, and eyes clouded with lust.
“And then she’ll be right where we want her.”

The nearly forgotten report lay on the desk as Olga attention was focused on the waves of pleasure spreading through her body as her fingers pistoned in and out of her sopping cunt. She was so close…

And then she heard the chuckle of her employee. And realized that the sounds of Mashu and Norman having sex had been replaced by her own short breaths and the wet sounds her fingers made.

Marie slowly raising her eyes, meeting the eyes of Norman, staring at her over Mashu’s shoulder as her assistant caught her breath, cum leaking from where his cock still rested in her pussy.

“My, my, Olga…were you masturbating while you watched us?”