A Monday Morning

“Good morning, John,” Becks said with a smile as you walked up to her desk in the lobby of the building.

“Morning, Becks,” you said. “How was your weekend? Do anything wild?”

She smirked and rolled her eyes lightly. “Oh, you know, mostly just a standard weekend. I’m definitely a little more tired than usual on a Monday morning though.”

“Oh yeah?” you asked. “Same, honestly. I did a lot of cardio workouts so I’m a little achey myself.”

“Mmm, I get that. Though, to be honest, I did also have to deal with this pain in the ass yesterday. Handling him was pretty satisfying.”

You couldn’t help it and snorted a little, your mind flashing back to your cock buried in Becks’ butt as you pounded into her while she was tied up.

“Anything special going on for you or the other interns this week?” Becks continued.

“Nothing in particular that I know of,” you said. “I’m just hoping that a certain someone doesn’t end up causing more problems.”

Becks grimaced lightly at that and nodded. “Well, I haven’t heard anything yet. So either Joy didn’t find out, or she’s scheming without confronting me about it.”

You sighed. “Well, if something does come up-”

“I’ll let you know,” Becks nodded.

“I’m glad you had a good time over the weekend,” you said.

She winked and smiled. “Definitely.”

You left her and headed for the elevator. It had felt weird, sleeping by yourself last night. You were getting used to having both Sabrina and/or Gemma in bed with you, and the addition of Becks had been just another wonderfully soft body to enjoy. Being alone in bed without either of your girlfriends had almost been a little depressing.

Your cell pinged just as you were reaching your floor and the elevator doors were opening, and you checked it and quickly closed and lowered it, checking to make sure no one was around to see your shocked expression. Becks had sent you a naked selfie - the last one she’d sent you had been from her neck down during the bet with Sabrina. Sure there was now a couple hours worth of content with her as ‘Miss Lusty’ saved on Sabrina’s hard drive, but this felt like a special little gift from Becks to you. She was in bed, looking up at the camera, her face and breasts in full view as she smiled in a dreamy sort of way.

You cleared your notifications, shaking your head and smiling to yourself as you headed straight for the second conference room. You, Gemma and Sabrina were still on the ‘special assignment’ for Garrisson, and you were the first to arrive as you looked over the piles of boxes and files that the three of you were busy sorting. It had been about ten minutes of just starting to get yourself started for the day when Eric knocked on the conference room door.

“Save me,” he said as he walked in and flopped into one of the open chairs.

“Hey,” you said. “From what?”

“Working with Andy alone for another week,” Erica sighed.

“Let me guess, you’re needing to cover for him solo now and it’s a lot harder to do without the three of us to help out?” you asked.

“That and he apparently has a new girlfriend,” Eric said. “He’s been sending me pictures all weekend.” Eric took out his phone and tapped on it a few times then turned it for you to take. You looked and saw it was Eric’s texts with Andy, and Andy had sent him almost a dozen photos of him and a pretty, if somewhat crunchy-hippy, woman. There were multiple photos of them smoking up, and it looked like they were out on a farm or something.

“She’s attractive in a ‘lives on a commune and is one with nature’ kind of way,” you said.

“Dude, she’s an actual Pot Grower. Like, she works at a pot farm as a scientist making different strains of pot,” Eric said. “I think Andy might be in love.”

“So what’s wrong with that?” you asked.

“How does Andy have a girlfriend, and you have a girlfriend, and I don’t?” Eric moaned. “Look at me, I’m a catch. I’m well dressed, I look good, I come from a good family with connections, and I have a paid internship at a good law firm. I don’t understand!”

“OK, first, ouch,” you said, frowning and holding your heart at his unintended low-key disrespect. “Second, have you considered that maybe you’re trying too hard to have sex and not really trying to meet people?”

“I don’t understand,” Eric said. “I’m trying to meet people to have sex.”

“That might be the problem, Eric,” Sabrina said as she came into the conference room. “Sorry, I didn’t actually hear anything, but I assume it’s girl trouble for Eric.”

“It couldn’t be girl trouble for John?” Eric asked. “What if he’s having problems with Gemma?”

“I’d already know, first of all,” Sabrina said with a sad smile at Eric, stepping over to him and putting a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. “And also, John doesn’t have girl problems the way you have girl problems, Eric. And even if he did, he’s never bitched about them like you do.”

“Yeah, well… phooey,” Eric frowned.

“Phooey?” you asked.

“What else am I supposed to say?” Eric asked.

That got you and Sabrina chuckling. “Look, if you want to actually meet someone, I can help,” Sabrina offered. “But you need to give me access to your dating apps and permission to change things around.”

Eric hesitated a long moment, looking a little pained, then sighed and held out his phone to her. “OK,” he said. “Do your worst.”

“Don’t you mean do your best?” you asked.

“That too.”

Sabrina took the phone and went and sat in another chair down the table, starting to look through Eric’s apps, then glanced back up. “You can go to work, I’ll be a little bit,” she said.

“Fine. But I want it back for lunch,” Eric said.

“Eric, you’re not a complete basket case, it won’t take me that long to fix things,” Sabrina said.

Eric left, and you looked over to Sabrina. “You’re really going to help him meet someone?”

Sabrina shrugged. “He deserves something for everything he’s back us up on,” she said. “Plus, I think I know someone who might actually fit with him.”

“Whose that?” you asked.

Sabrina broke into a smirk. “Lucy,” she said.

“Oh, God,” you groaned. “Really?”

“Good morning, baby,” Sabrina smiled at you and pursed her lips in an air kiss.

“Morning, babe,” you sighed and laughed.

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