Two of your colleagues enter the elevator

The elevator door opens to the cafeteria floor, revealing two of your coworkers: Kevin and Anne. You feel the blood drain from your face and torso --- not your cock, oddly enough --- as the two take you in.

"John," says Anne, deadpan. "Getting off?" Kevin doesn't quite manage to suppress a snigger.

"Um, uh," you protest.

Kevin enters. "Don't worry, it looks like Karen's keeping you busy. You can get to the cafeteria next time around."

Anne follows after Kevin, giving you a polite smile. "I didn't know that you and Karen knew each other," Anne says, nodding down at her.

You were nearly frightened for your life for a moment, but Kevin and Anne seem to be taking Karen giving you topless head at work very well. "Um, we just net a moment ago," you say.

Anne's eyes widen with surprise. "Really? Wow. And already you've got her giving you a blow-job. That's quick work, even for you."

You stammer. "B-but she ---" You gasp as Karen licks your cock-head.

Kevin chuckles. "Come off it John," he says, "She's not doing anything you didn't want her to on some level. We know the effect you have on the shy ladies. How is she, by the way?"

Anne looks at Kevin with a tolerant but warning look. "Careful Kevin," she says. Kevin just shrugs cheerfully.

"She's, ah, really good," you say, involuntarily.

Anne smiles at you. "Glad you're enjoying it. You should tell her, I'm sure she'd appreciate it."

"This is really great Karen," you pant.

Anne shakes her head. "No, come on John, like you mean it. Call her something degrading. She needs to know she's doing it for you."

You're completely baffled. "What?? She's like a wildflower."

Kevin shakes his head with amusement. "You're not wrong, John, but right now she certainly looks a lot like your personal slut."

Karen looks up. "It's sweet that you think so nicely of me, John," she says, looking adorimgly at you. "I bet you'd like to cum all over my chest and face," she says, giving your cock-head a lick.

"Say 'yes', John," Anne says, giving you a patient and knowing smile.

"Uh, uh, yes Karen."

"Like you mean it, you jerk," Anne chides you.

You're annoyed by Anne and Kevin commenting on your Penthouse Letters ecperience. "Yes, you whore, I want to see you covered with my cum!" you bark, more impatiently than passionately.

Karen beams up at you. "Yes John," she says beaming. She licks your cock-head, swirling it in her mouth, until eventually your body tenses. She pulls away in time for your first jet of cum to drape over her nose and mouth, and down her chest.

"Nice," says Kevin, as another jet of your semen streams forth over her cheek and collarbone. Anne and Kevin watch on as you finish cumming over Karen, whose face is frozen in ecstasy.

She looks up at you, shyly. "I hope you liked it," she says.

"Very much," you say. " --- slut," you add, as an afterthought.

"That's nice of you to say," Karen says. "I know I'm not really much of a slut though." She perks up. "Maybe I can keep your cum on my face and chest the rest of the day! You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"I'm sure he would," Anne says, smiling sideways at you.

Karen hops up and down twice. "Great," she says.

The elevator door bell rings, and Steve and Anne move to exit. "Have fun, you two," Kevin calls out jokingly.

"Actually, I should get back to work," Karen says, moving for the exit. "I'm not hungry and I think John needs a moment to think." She smiles at you. "I hope you enjoy the thought of me working all day topless and covered with your cum! You should check up on me later to check that I haven't washed off your territorial marking," she says submissively.

You look at her with complete bafflement. "Why would I expect you to do that??"

Karen's eyes widen. "Oh, I see! You wanted to use me and discard me, with no-one the wiser. Well except for Laren and Anne, though it sounds like they're happy to keep your secret. That works for me too. Well, it was nice meeting you John!" She smiles as the elevator doors close.

"Pull up your pants!" Kevin calls to you just as the elevator doors close.

You realise that you're still standing with your boxers and trousers around your legs, and pull them up.