Goodbye Amanda, Back to Work

“We’ll call when we’re coming up to visit,” Sabrina said, hugging Amanda tightly at the door to the buxom brunette’s apartment. You’d managed to get dressed - though you were in the same clothes from the night before - and were ‘on time’ getting out the door. Amanda had more time to get ready for her day and was currently only dressed in a robe, still glowing from your morning sex. “And if you’ve found your dream man by then we can just hang out. If not, you can come meet a couple of our other friends and get your fill of some fan-fucking-tastic sex.”

“Do call,” Amanda said, kissing Sabrina on the cheek as they hugged. Then it was your turn and she turned to you, gave you a brief look and had the audacity to blush a little before she boldly opened her robe to hug you, inviting your hands to wander. You chuckled and did as requested, hugging her tightly and letting one hand slide inside her robe to her back, while the other went lower to her ass and gave one cheek a good, firm squeeze. “But I don’t know about meeting more sex fiends,” she continued. “I feel like between you guys and Maeve I’ve had the summer of my life. Too many devils on my shoulders and not an angel in sight.”

“Your choice,” you said, pulling her a little closer as she slunk her arms up and over your shoulders, pulling you down to kiss you and feed you just a touch of tongue. Once you pulled back, the hand on her back sliding down to her hip, you looked her in the eyes.“We’d be perfectly happy just to spend more time hanging with you. Last night and this morning were both amazing.”

“Yeah, well, I guess we’ll see how I feel after a few weeks without another dose of this dick,” she smirked a little, blushing again as she brushed the front of your crotch.

You kissed her one more time, lightly this time, and then you separated.

“Dare you to see us out the door like that,” Sabrina smirked, eyeing Amanda’s naked body from between the open sides of her robe - it was a fantastic, slightly iconic view.

“I’m not crazy like you, or Gemma. Or Maeve,” Amanda smirked, covering herself back up and cinching her robe tight. “Now get out of here, you fucking rabbits.”

“So, I’m just saying,” Sabrina mused, leaning back against you as you rode the bus home. Walks of Shame felt a lot different when you were making the walks with someone else - especially when there was no shame involved whatsoever. “What if we all ended up in law school together?”

You frowned slightly. “‘We’ as in…?”

“Me, you, Gemma, obviously,” Sabrina said. “But also Amanda and Maeve. Like, we could be this big power study group, but we also have mind-blowing orgy sex to blow off steam. And then Amanda and Maeve could be together, but still get your dick whenever they wanted. Fuck, they could live with us for sheer convenience.”

“Sabrina,” you said slowly. “What you’re describing sounds an awful lot like me becoming some ancient sheikh with his harem or something equally ridiculous.”

Sabrina snorted and snickered. “OK, maybe. But you wouldn’t have some eunuch taking care of us to make sure no one puts a hand on your ladies. We’d do that for ourselves.”

“I’m not going to deny that there’s a little bit of that scenario that doesn’t sound amazing,” you murmured, hugging her a little tighter. The bus this early was still fairly empty, but not completely, and you wanted to make sure some rando wasn’t listening in. “But a situation like that would also take time away from you and Gemma that I don’t want to give away. Consider how fucking busy we’ll be with law school; would adding two more very regular partners really be a good thing?”

“John,” Sabrina cooed softly, snuggling back against you a little more. “I need to tell Gemma you turned down a harem for us.”

That had you snorting now. “Sabrina, baby, you say that like I’m not already the luckiest man in the modern world.”

“True, you are pretty lucky,” she grinned. Then she sighed. “I miss Gemma so bad.”

“Me too, baby,” you murmured. “Me too.”

Becks gave you a look as you and Sabrina rushed through the lobby. She didn’t need to say anything - you knew you were late. On your second-to-last day of work, you were showing up late. You knew it, she knew it, there was no getting around it.

“The bus,” you offered her with a shrug.

“Sure,” Becks smirked with a raised eyebrow.

“You look hot,” Sabrina added as you rushed by. “And your boobs look great!”

“Thanks,” Becks guffawed. Thankfully the lobby was empty… And they did look great in the black dress she was wearing.

In the elevator, the two of you started getting yourselves together. The bus really was the problem - not the one to the apartment, but the one coming downtown. It had broken down on an overpass and the two of you had ended up needing to abandon ship and order an Uber because the replacement bus would have taken forever to show up.

“Good?” Sabrina asked you as the elevator was coming to a stop, wanting confirmation she was presentable. You’d both jogged from the end of the street where the driver had dropped you off, which was more of a feat for her since she was wearing her thin little dressy flats with barely any soles.

“Good,” you nodded, confirming she looked professional and tidy. “Me?”

“Good,” she nodded, reaching over to unbutton one button on your shirt. “Better than good. Yummy.”

The doors to the elevator opened and you rolled your eyes at her as you bustled onto the floor and headed for the conference room. Eric looked up as you entered. “Hey guys,” he said.

You both replied quickly and got yourselves sitting down and your laptop open. Then you looked at the clock and laughed.

Forty minutes late, and no one had even noticed. Why had you been in such a rush? Andy had gotten away with being late pretty much every day. You could have shown up a half hour late on the daily and, as long as the coffee order had been delivered by someone, you doubted even Garrison would have noticed.

This really had been a great fucking internship even if you didn’t include the actual fucking that had come out of it.

“Pssst,” Sabrina hissed, getting your attention. You looked over at her and she was shaking her head, clearly thinking something along the same lines. “Love you,” she said.

“Love you too,” you answered.

“Gross,” Eric smirked.

Two days left.

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