Welcome back, Lana.

"Did I interrupt something?", Maria asked.

I tried my best to keep a cool face, but couldn't help it. I was a little shocked. So was Gretchen.

Maria looked at us like a predator looks at their catch. I had to speak up. Anything.

"No... No. Great to see you again, Maria! Welcome back!"

"Yeah! Welcome back! How was London?", Gretchen joined in.

Maria had on her tough, no-bullshit executive outfit that looked like it cost thousands. She was tapping her designer purse as she kept silently eyeing us. I don't think she had ever looked this scary and sexy at the same time before. The silence was killing me.

"It was great. Everything went as planned. In fact, I came here to inform Gretchen that I want the main staff in my office at twelve o'clock. I have a big announcement to make."

"Oh, really? What is it about?" Gretchen asked, genuinely interested.

"I want all of you to find out at the same time. So that's all."

Maria turned around to leave the office, but then stopped at the door.

"So what were you guys talking about before I interrupted you?"

Oh crap. Think. Think. Thi-

"I was just complementing Jack on his newest article. I think we can both agree it's his best work in a while?" Whew. Gretchen was a real team player today.

Maria didn't say anything to that. Just kept staring at us for what felt like another eternity.

"It was okay.", she said, and finally left the office.

Few seconds after she closed the door, both of us let out a big sigh. But it was no reason to take it too easy. She could still be listening behind the door. I signaled Gretchen to be quiet.

I actually wanted to reward Gretchen for her help, but it was way too dangerous now. What if Maria came back and Gretchen was cumming? No. But. This actually gave me a chance to test my orgasm powers in a way that I had been meaning to anyway.

I whispered in Gretchen's ear. "Tonight, after seven o'clock, I want you to cum. Twice."

Her face got redder, and she nodded. And even smiled a little.

This was a good chance to test if my power had a delayed effect. I'd hear the results tomorrow from her.

With that, I gave her cheek a little playful pinch, and left her office.

So Maria had an announcement to make? What could it possibly be? I was going to make the assumption that it wasn't related to me, because why would she bring the whole main staff in? No, it probably had something to do with the magazine. Something to do with her meetings in London. I had no idea what they were about. But fine, I'd find out at the same time as others.

I stepped into the writer's room.

There she was. Lana.

Her eyes immediately met mine.

I had thought about this all weekend, what exactly was the best way to handle this? Would I approach her, or she me? Some small sign of friendship? Immediate dominating? And sadly, I hadn't reached a clear conclusion. A lot depended on if she was even here or how she felt about me now.

What actually happened, was one of the few alternatives I didn't give much thought. She approached me first.

She got up from her desk, and walked straight up to me before I could take one more step further into the office.

"We need to talk.", she said quietly. I think neither of us wanted Ulla and Sophie to hear about this. She of course had no idea how much Sophie knew, and I could see Sophie already giving us her disapproving glances.

We stepped into the hallway. She signaled me to follow. It was pretty clear we were headed for the kitchen. Which was okay, I guess. But I had an even better idea.

There was a small utility room next to kitchen, or I guess you could call it a walk-in closet. Thinking of Lana's newest trait... Yeah. I wanted her there.

Lana was about to enter kitchen, but I opened the utility room's door in front of her face. She stopped.

"We'll talk here."

"...I'd prefer the kitchen."

"It's here or no talk."

Yeah. I wasn't going to give her an inch. Her score was +55. She should act like it.

She wanted to fight back, but couldn't. There was no going back to how things used to be between us.

"...I guess we can be more private in there.", she reasoned to herself as she stepped in. I stepped in after her, and closed the door. (LANA: +1SP) (+57SP)

Oh yeah, a claustrophobic would really hate this place. There was only like four feet of room between us. I wonder if Lana was starting to feel restrained? Maybe. She seemed a little more jittery now.

"You had something to say?"

"Y-Yeah. You see, I... I really though about all of this during the weekend. I definitely... don't want any part of it.. What you did with me and Gretchen... That was... psychopathic or something."

"Okay." I said, as I took a small step towards her. Her free space just got a little smaller. There was a definite blush on her face.

"So... So I don't know if what we had was a r-relationship, but I'm n-now breaking up with you. Okay?"

"I see." I took another step. Was that a small droplet of sweat forming on her face?

"You clearly have- have something going on with Gr-retchen, and it's super weird. I d-don't want that."

"Really?" another step. It was less than two feet between us. She had nowhere to run. Her legs were beginning to rub together now.

"Yeahah... this kind of thing seems su-super unhealthy, and it's..." swallow. "It's not for me. Okay? Never has been!"

This time I said nothing. I just held my eyes on her and took another, bigger step this time. She was backing into the wall now.

"Stop, okay?" I didn't say anything. Just kept staring. Her whole face was red now.

"I-I don't care if you are the on-only one who can make me cum! I'll live c-c-celibate the rest of my life!" Her hands were telling a different story, however. She had to fight with all her strength to not just start rubbing her clit raw.

Another step. I was right in front of her face now. She had nowhere to move anymore. Not without going through me first.

Her hand was done pretending. She began masturbating, right there, in front of my face. Letting out **** little moans, and breathing her hot little breath right on my face.

"A-A-Are you going to gr-grab my pussssy? N-Now?"

I chuckled. "No. I don't grab disobedient cunts. Not unless they beg for it."

Lana still tried fighting it. Got to give it to her, her will was made of pure iron. But it was breaking down hard.

"pleasegrabmypussy", she said almost muttering to herself. (LANA: +3SP) (+60SP)

"No. I don't want to hear your **** little whore words. You want to beg? Show it to me with your actions."

I let her figure out herself, what I meant. She took off her blouse and bra, and was now topless in front of me. The woman who minute ago broke up with me was almost naked again. What a nice turn of events. (LANA: +1SP) (+61SP)

I don't know what she expected, me to just attack her naked body, but I didn't move an inch. She had to understand that this wasn't nearly enough. And I think the message finally got through. She got on her knees. (LANA: +3SP) (+64SP)

This was getting fairly usual for her. Fishing out my dick from my pants and then popping it in her mouth. Of course this was special, because this time she actually really tried to extert her will. She had probably built up to this all weekend, just thinking of how to tell me off. But here she was, less than five minutes later, sucking my dick again. I really wished I could see inside her head now. This probably wasn't her proudest moment.

She was popping my dick in and out of her mouth, with a lovely little slurping sound. But there was no true passion there. It was clearly something she just had to do, so I would relieve her in turn. And the thing is, she could do better. My memory returned to that lovely thursday night at her place.

"This is the saddest blowjob I've ever received. I wonder if I should just go grab Gretchen so I can cum properly."

There it was. The competitiveness trait activated itself again. The quality of blowjob rose tenfold, with skillful tongueplay and really drinking up those precum and saliva juices with the sexiest slurps I had heard in a while. She even looked up to my face, trying to look all innocent and submissive as she gave me the best blowjob of my life.

And no, I wasn't exaggerating. As of right now, with this performance, she was reaching the number one spot. She was a true competitor. I hoped I could keep directing her iron will to stuff like this.

It started off slow, but really built up like a good movie. The first act the humble beginnings, the second act the twist (of the tongue), and third act the absolute, beautiful soul-fulfilling climax. The hoovering was so intense now, I didn't think I could hold up anymore, even with the perk I had.

This time I felt like seeing her whole face covered in my spunk. So that's what I did. I removed myself from her mouth, made final jerking moves and came like a firehose. Soon her pretty little self-important face was canvas for my sperm art. And she was still moaning. Of course she was, only I had cum yet.

She couldn't hold all the cum on her face. Nobody could. It just kept dripping off her chin and on to the floor in front of her, like a some kind of waterfall.

"Hey. Clean that up. Don't want anyone to slip on it." I said as I was zipping up my pants.

She was grabbing some paper from the self next to her, but I stopped her.

"No, lick it up. Obviously."

"...Bu-But, the floor... It's dirty..."

I turned around to leave. She grabbed my pant leg.

"Wait!"

I turned around. She lowered her face on the floor, and after a small hesitation, licked my cum up. (LANA: +3SP) (+67SP)

After that she looked up to my face to see if I approved. I did. She did a pretty good damn cleaning job. All of it gone, swallowed down her throat.

I was ready to leave. I reached the door before I heard her voice behind me again.

"Jack! What about me?"

"Oh my. You are a greedy cunt. For that, you are going to have to beg twice as hard next time."

I chucked to myself and left the utility room with a big smile on my face. Welcome back, Lana.