With Olivia

Olivia took a moment to compose herself. Her teeth biting down on her scrunched up mouth, short breaths drawing longer and longer.

After that moment she looked up and seemed to just notice that all eyes were on her. The guys shouting had dropped away and they were all silently grinning at her. She seemed a little confused and disoriented, but Deacon helped set her straight.

"Yeah Liv, that's a great idea." He'd recovered faster from their pain, and seemed to be all fine now. "Go help you man buy us that round."

She took a moment to process his words. Like she'd forgotten it was her idea to begin with and was just now remembering.

"Y-yeah... I'll just...ummm." Slowly she started to stand, her eyes rolling back a little and twitching as she rose. Had she hit her knees on the table as well? Something had to be making standing that painful.

Finally she was standing up, her legs to the sides of Deacon's. She mouthed what looked liked a curse word silently to herself. Her eyes darting backwards.

"It's...still..." Her lips trembled, but Deacon was quick to help her out.

He grabbed her by the lower waist, his thumbs getting a little to close to her ass for my liking, and picked her up. Relief seemed to come immediately for Olivia, letting out a moan as her new employee manhandled her.

"Keep her steady guys." He said as he passed her down the booth across from me. She shuffled along with the help of her team who all seemed more than happy to lay their hands on her.

From my angle it sure looked like they were grabbing more of her ass than her waist, but I couldn't be sure. That pissed me off, being drunk wasn't any excuse for groping your boss. Then I just felt guilty, had I helped this by playing along with their demeaning pranks?

Once she was passed down the table I got out to help her along. Her legs wobbled like she might fall over at any moment, but she didn't seem to be in pain anymore.

"You alright?" I asked as we walked away from the table, my arms around her.

"Yeah... just drank a little too much with dinner. That's all..." She sounded kind of sad now that it was just the two of us, and was avoiding looking at me.

"Did those guys just grope you while you passed by? Because if they did I'll-"

"No...no... it wasn't like that. Not like your imagining it..."

"Are you mad at me for crashing the party?"

"No...well... maybe a little." She looked at me and smiled a little. Giving my chest a weak shove. "I wish you'd have told me you were coming. Idiot."

She smiled a bit wider saying that last word. Putting her hand around me and grabbing on tightly.

"Sorry, we just haven't had that much time together lately. I wanted to see you."

"I'm sorry." Her hand rubbed my side. "Everything I do.. it's... its for us right. You know that?"

"I know." I told her. "And I know this job makes you happy. I wouldn't stand in the way of that."

She seemed a lot more lucid now than she had earlier. Smiling at me with such genuine warmth.

"I love you. You idiot." She chuckled a little at her own joke.

"I love you too. And I'm not an idiot!"

"A not idiot would have texted they were coming at least."

"I hadn't planned on just walking up to the table and crashing the party. I'd wanted to just see you secretly, but well..."

"You stealthy smashed a glass. Like an Idiot." She teased.

"Okay, maybe im an idiot... but I'm your Idiot." I kissed her lips, for a moment she hesitated before returning it full ****. It was a more passionate kiss than we'd had in months, just the feeling of her tongue against mine making my cock stiffen.

Still in that passionate embrace, my desires got the better of me. My hand caressing her soft, warm thighs and only moving up from there. I knew we were in public, but the bar was dark and seedy, and as horny as I was for her there was no stopping me.

Just coming up her inner thigh I could feel how wet she'd gotten already. We'd only been kissing for a few moments, but I could feel her juices coating her upper thighs. Poor girl was a horny as I was.

My fingers dug into her bare ass and I felt her body tremble a little. She'd always loved it when I was a little rough with her. My fingers inched closer to her panties, which... huh. My hand was grabbing her ass almost completely now but in didn't feel any?

Maybe she was wearing a thong? That seemed a little to risque to wear to the office, but the alternative was she wasn't wearing any at all. And there was no way she'd sit on another guys lap without any panties on...

My fingers slowly crept towards her asshole, searching for any signs of underwear. As I got close it feeling it, I felt her hand grabbing my wrist and she pulled away from the kiss.

"So naughty." Her smile was just a little nervous. "Trying to finger me with my team just a few booths down."

"Right sorry." I pulled my hand out from under her. "Got sucked into the moment."

I looked down at my hand now that it was out of her skirt, at the wetness on it. My eyes had adjusted a little more to the darkness, but I still couldn't see perfectly. Something about it though just felt off. It didn't look quite right and it felt kinda thicker than usual...

I started raising my hand to get a closer look, but Olivia had other ideas. She took my fingers into her mouth and seductive sucked them off. Licking them clean while staring at me.

"Be a good boy and don't embarrassment me tonight." She half moaned. Popping my fingers out. "And you'll be sucked by more than just the moment tonight."

She gave me another quick kiss on the mouth, and we continued walked to the bar. I wanted to focus on the fact that she'd promised me a blowjob tonight, but another stray thought wouldn't leave my head.

"Salty." I said under my breath. Olivia looked at me a little confused, so I elaborated.

"Your lips. They're a little salty."

"Probably all the tequila." She wiped off her lips with her fist. "I know I shouldn't have, but it was just to good."

Right. Tequila. Yeah. That...that made sense...

We got the round of shots for everyone at the table and brought them back to thr table. Olivia passed them to the guys, bending over the table to reach. None of the guys tried to hide the fact that they were staring down her blouse, and she either didn't notice or didn't say anything...

My head still turning, I went to grab one for myself but was stopped by Chase.

"Hang on their buddy. We were all thinking of going back to Deacon's penthouse after these shots, so we'll need you as DD." He took the glass from me and handed it to Olivia.

Everybody cheered each other and downed their shots, Olivia taking two at one time. I stood by wordlessly as that creeping feeling of anxiousness came over me. My body once again telling me this was a situation I should be fighting from.

But... I was just being too in my head. Letting the shitty rumors Anderson was going on about colour my thinking. There wasn't anything else going on here... there couldn't be...

"Come on everybody!" Chase slammed his hands down onto the table.

"Three guys have to ride with Josh, and the rest of us get to ride his wife!