Playing the Field

Having done her duties she secretly grinned to herself with how easy she had managed to manipulate him into fast release. The right kind of make-up, remarks and he was putty in her hands. But alas he had left her largely unsatisfied which was not surprising since Ryan was hardly an _Alpha _even if she did not believe in that pseudoscience she still knew he was not nearly man enough for herself and largely men were unreliable, she could go out tonight, but she had a far better idea, "Perhaps you won't be so tired another day, I do so love when you bend me over and fuck me."

Oh she loved how he clearly was seething, but like most men he was one and done and had no argument to counter. Climbing to her feet she gave a winky kiss with a flourish before exiting stage right. Perhaps long ago Ryan could have kept her in check, but she had wrapped around her finger so tightly, she reckoned she could make him bark if he wanted. All while he thought he had the power in their dance.

Having power meant she could act upon risky things, immediately she circled around to Heather's desk and started to massage her shoulders. Michelle had moved so quickly, Heather barely had time to react which was what she had intended, "You look so tense Heather, you work so hard for that prick and get nothing in return."

They had this play for months now although it merely remained fairly tame, but Michelle ached for more than mere theatre between friends, "He is such a **** driver, would you not prefer if he was gone and could relax..."

Pausing she whispered into Heather's ear, "Naked." the middle aged secretary visible shivered biting her lip clear arousal, "Michelle, I can't I gotta finish all this." it was evident to Michelle that her partner was rather savouring the massage, with how her body seemed so much more loose, "Oh Heather, you keep protesting often, but I suspect you have fantasized about her escalating things from mere massages, I see how you gaze at me and how you dress for me." giggling her hands dipped to just above the bust as she continued to massage, sensually stroking and rubbing, "Let's be honest Heather, he can't stop me, and I know how he leers at you, imagine if I cuckold him right outside his office."

The way Heather was reacting clearly did indicate some interest, although there definite hesitation, "I... I don't know Michelle, just... you are so daring... it's really kind of... exciting, enticing even..."