Catching up with work

Tuesday morning I woke up early. I planned on catching up with some work today as my mind had been elsewhere recently, and I was starting to fall behind. I pride myself on being good at my job and I felt like I'd let myself get sloppy.

I was working from home today so I sat in the kitchen working on my laptop. I could hear Lily getting ready upstairs. She was working all day today and likely staying behind for a few drinks, I'd said I might meet her after work depending on how I was feeling.

But right now, the thought of spending an evening out with Lily wasn't appealing, especially given what had happened last week. Instead, I wanted to spend time alone, maybe even go for a run to clear my head. As I heard her footsteps descending the stairs, my heart raced slightly, recalling the events of the previous night. It was as if I was experiencing a dream where I couldn't control my actions, caught in a web of jealousy and submission.

Lily entered the kitchen, a vibrant presence as always. She poured herself a cup of coffee and took a seat across from me. The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the sounds of birds singing outside. There was an unspoken tension between us, a subtle power play as we both knew how last night had changed things.

She broke the silence, her voice casual but with an underlying edge. "How are you feeling today, babe?"

I hesitated, choosing my words carefully.

"I'm okay, I guess. Just a little tired. I have so much work to catch up on today."

Lily raised an eyebrow, her gaze unwavering. "Is this your way of saying you're not coming tonight?" Her question hung in the air, uncomfortably probing.

I shifted in my chair, trying to formulate a response. "Well, I don't know yet. I'll have to see how I feel later."

Lily pursed her lips, clearly unhappy with my answer. "Well, I heard Jake was back at work today, so he'll probably be there..." Lily sipped her coffee, her eyes never leaving mine.

The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken tensions. Lily picked up her phone, checking her messages with a frown.

She finished her coffee and headed out the door with a parting shot, "Jake and James are working today, it's going to be interesting."

With that, she left, leaving me sitting alone in the kitchen. My mind was racing, replaying the events of the past couple of days. I tried to push it to the back of my mind and focused on the task at hand – working. I delved into the work, my mind focused solely on completing tasks and getting everything sorted. My thoughts drifted to Lily's statement about Jake and James.

As the day wore on, I found myself growing increasingly restless.

Despite my best efforts to focus on work, my thoughts kept drifting back to Lily and the complex dynamic we were now navigating. I sent her a text asking how her day was, but there was no reply.

I opened my phone and scrolled mindlessly, eventually ending up looking at the picture of her from last night. Seeing the picture made my heart race, the memories flooding back to me. I rubbed my cock through my pants as I thought about what Lily had done to me. It felt almost wrong, yet so hot at the same time. The thought of her pleasuring herself, using someone else's cock as a prop, invading every fibre of my being.

I closed my eyes, allowing the feelings to wash over me. It was intoxicating, yet terrifying. A mix of jealousy, arousal, and fear coursed through my veins. I needed a release if I was going to get back to my work.

I pulled my cock free and started jerking while sat at the kitchen table. I examined the picture closely, taking in every detail of her body.

My hands gripped my cock tightly, my pulse racing. I imagined her touching herself, her fingers stroking her pussy as she told me how much she loved Jake's cock. The thoughts consumed me, pushing me further into a state of arousal.

My fingers moved faster, and I could feel my orgasm approaching quickly. I could see Lily in my mind, the image burned into my brain. My phone went off in my hand. Taking me by surprise.

'Look who's at work today' it read, attached was a picture of Lily and Jake stood together.

I held my breath, unable to look away from the photo. It was like my own personal torture chamber. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy mixed with desire as I studied their faces.

The thought of Lily being intimate with Jake sent shockwaves through my body.

It was too much for me to handle. With a few hard strokes I unleashed my pent-up frustration, the feeling of release finally granting me some relief. I shot my load, a deep moan escaping my lips as my body convulsed with pleasure. My thoughts returned to the present moment, my surroundings, and the ever-growing anxiety about Lily and Jake.

I looked down at my T-shirt and shorts, they were both covered in my ejaculate. I quickly grabbed a towel and cleaned myself up. Then I looked at the picture again, my mind consumed with jealousy and arousal.

Feeling dirty and confused, I went to grab a change of clothes. I decided to get back to work.