The next day.

Work is boring. Brain is busy. Girlfriend isn't boring. Girlfriend is fun. Black cock inside girlfriend is super fun. My brain works like this. Once home, I excitedly pester Cassidy, "So, how did you want to go about doing this? Any ideas?"

She rolls her eyes. "Always on the brain, eh?" Quiet for a moment. "Oh, sorry."She nudges me, "Aww, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. If it makes you feel any better today I masturbated to that video we watched last night." I turn bright red, "I know you love that hypnosis stuff." She nods. "Mhm. It's pretty convincing stuff. Take that as you will." She slaps her butt. I bite my lip, and she grins at me."...So, there's a few ways we can go about doing this. I did some research, too."

I raise my eyebrows, curious. "The anonymous route, or the trust route." I nod, already aware of what she means. "I prefer the trust route." She states clearly. "I think it's safer and smarter, but it is more embarrassing."

I nod, "I agree, but, the question is who? For both of us." She tilts her head, "Someone we're friends with." I think, I have a few friends at work, but none of them I find attractive, or, to be honest-- that trustworthy. I keep thinking, but notice Cassidy's face going red.

"...Do you have someone in mind for you?" I can feel blood flowing to my crotch.

She nods. "I have a coworker. He's cute. Tall. He's black, got a fit build." She shakes her head embarrassed. "He's got that nice chocolate colored skin with the cute curly hair and, he's been out drinking once or twice with the rest of the crew." A chuckle."He's been planning on going to nursing school, so I don't know if he has time..." I'm bright red. "Oh you mean Daniel." I know this guy. I've seen him before when I've visited Cassidy at work.

"I-I would die asking him about it though..." She looks away. I chuckle. "That's okay, I'll go first, though, I can't think of anyone." She's quiet, thinking. "So maybe for me we'll go anonymous. We can be smart and safe about it." I pull out my phone, "We can use some of the gay dating apps and find someone there." She nods, but doesn't seem to be listening too closely. Her face twitches, blushing.

"Can't stop thinking about Daniel that much, eh?" A soft punch to my shoulder. "I'm mad at you because you're not wrong." My heart skips a beat and my dick twitches. "I'm horny now." She states, "I just masturbated and I'm horny thinking about my coworker. In front of my boyfriend. I hate you." She laughs, nudging me again. "I-I'll think of a way to contact him."

I have no idea how to respond other than to laugh out loud. Cassidy, "Don't make fun of me! You're the one who's making me like this." I nod, blushing, "Fair, fair."

The rest of the day is fairly uneventful, but I notice Cassidy pause to blush. Head busy, I imagine.

My dreams are filled of vague, horny, cuckold-adjacent things, but sadly my work was not nearly as interesting.

At least, that was, until I got a text.