Thank god, she is free (Slut)

Six o'clock. Without any pressing issues, my time as Director was over for the day. Unless a critical emergency hit that required the Wards, I had no more obligations to worry about. That all fell under the jurisdiction of Head Director Piggot to worry about. I knew taking this job was the right idea!

I made a quick check of all the Wards. As it was the weekend, they had been on day patrols and most had gone home, including Dean himself. That meant I'd have no escort to the boats to preserve my modesty, but I was fine with that honestly. My skin was begging to be released from its fabric prison, and I was happy to oblige it.

My chair rolled away as I stood up, grabbed them hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head. Cool air washed over my naked skin, a relief after the burning I had subjected myself to. Almost literal, when I got a good look at myself, my skin had turned a bright shade of red especially along the main points of contact. The irritation had been worse than I thought, though it did seem to be fading quickly back to its natural pale color.

"Alright, if I'm not expecting meetings or Gallant, maybe I should keep the clothes off." I noted, already reaching for my pants.

I wiggled my hips as I slid them off and kicked them aside. My hands ran over my backside, massaging it from the pain I had **** upon it. At the very least though, as long as I barely moved at all, I could still wear clothes. Small victories I supposed.

I took both the shirt and sweatpants, folded them up, and found they fit surprisingly well in the box. Again, I would look for a proper purse in the future. At some point, probably when I tried to **** Dean, I had lost my scarf. When I stepped out of my office, I told Vanessa to ask if anyone had seen it, but that it wasn't a priority.

Making my way through the Rig was getting easier, and I had no problem getting down to the docks. To my surprise and delight, both Adam and Jenson were waiting for me at the boat. I smiled a naughty smile as I approached the two men. "So I take it the two of you are my primary bodyguards?"

"For now, director." Adam said, "We may rotate out at some point, but Jensen and I will be the ones in charge of your security for now, yes."

I nodded and stepped into the boat, "Good to know. Shall we?"

Our trip back to the dock was done in silence again, but I was antsy now. My anger and frustration at learning the truth behind Sophia still gnawed at me even though I knew I was going to be rid of that damn bitch soon. I needed to get my mind off of it, and Adam and Jensen would be perfect for that. I just had to wait until we docked back at the mainland, and then we could have some fun.

When we reached the dock and I saw the familiar white van parked there, stirring fond memories of the morning. I asked Adam, "Will I have a full escort tonight?"

"Unfortunately a bust in downtown has taken hold of most PRT resources. Adam and I were all that could be spared." Jensen answered.

I bit my lip, "Shame." and slid a hand into the box. Once the boat was secured I stood up with the box in one hand and the slut sticker in another. I slapped it on my ass, and grinned as I felt my inhibitions loosen. The first time I had used it, I was too nervous to notice, but I could feel my standards and worries melt away. No longer did I wonder 'What do I do if he asks me for sex'. Now I was wondering 'how do I fuck him when he asks for sex'.

A familiar expression returned to Adam and Jensen's faces, memories returning as I applied the sticker. I stepped up onto the dock and walked to the van, trying to saunter the best I could with each step to shake my non existent ass for them. I giggled, yes giggled, as Adam's shadow fell over me and his strong hands wrapped around my waist and breast, rubbing them with that gentleness I'd come to expect from him.

"Right here, in the parking lot?" I murmured.

I could feel him grinding his hips against my ass as he rolled my nipple between his fingers, "That's what you're here for, ma'am. We've all had a long day, we're going to fuck you long and hard until we're satisfied."

There was no time for witty reply as he lifted me up and brought me to the front of the van. I collapsed into laughter even as he set me back down and made me bend over the hood. The metal was cool against my breasts, and my hot breath sent condensation across its surface. I heard his pants hit the floor and felt him rub the head of his cock slowly up and down against my pussy lips. I quivered in anticipation, biting my lip hard and gripping the edges of the hood until my knuckles turned white.

"Uugh, stick it in already!" I pleaded.

Adam grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, "Not until I'm ready." he warned in a husky tone. My skin shivered and my heart danced; I needed his cock so bad.

He took mercy on me when, still holding my head back, I felt him slowly push his cock into me. I felt him fill me, and we moaned together until I was hilted on him. He pulled back and pushed forward slowly, eliciting another groan from me as he pushed in and out with increasing speed. Soon the steady slapping of flesh on flesh joined us in the parking lot.

At some point, Adam released my hair, letting me drop my head as he hammered away at me. I made no attempt to conceal my moans as I soaked in the pleasure; this was just what I needed to finish the day off. It was only as I felt his speed get more frantic, that my mind suddenly realized something. Where was Jensen?

I looked to the side and found my answer. He was watching us go at it, cock in hand and face a bit red from the effort. I licked my lips and said, "I...ugh... have more than one...augh! Hole, you know."

His pace slowed and he sheepishly said, "I prefer to watch."

That was enough to actually make me laugh. You learned something everyday I suppose. I wasn't going to kink shame though; I was the one getting railed over a van by my bodyguard in the middle of the docks after all.

Adam's thrusts were growing more frantic, and he reached forward to grab my chest and pull me back against himself. I reached up and caressed his face with my hands, kissing him hard as we fucked. I tightened around his cock, feeling the warmth building, we were so close, rising and rising until...

"Yeeeees!" I cried into his mouth as I felt his cock stiffen and pulse inside me. I went rigid as pleasure rolled over me, and I would've collapsed if Adam hadn't caught me. He held me close, gently, as he finished inside me. I was almost disappointed when he pulled out; I needed more.

"Jensen," I said, standing up and smiling at Adam. "You'll be driving today, since you like to watch. Adam is clearly in need of more relief."