Woman In The Workplace

"Mrs. Gracelynn, can I go now?"

The elderly teacher frowned at Justin from across the room.

"I won't have time to eat lunch. Please?"

The frown deepened. Her beady eyes narrowed. Under his desk, Justin crossed his fingers.

"Fine," the teacher sighed. "Go. But don't forget, this was the last straw, Mr. Wells. Next time I'm taking you to the office."

"Okaythankyouitwon'thappenagai-"

Justin raced out the door with his lunch. It would take two minutes to get to the cafeteria, two minutes to warm up his burrito, three minutes to eat while he chatted with Chloe, and two minutes to get to his next class. He dashed through the cafeteria doorway, narrowly avoided a clump of chatting girls, and threw his burrito into the microwave.

"Hey! Justin!"

One of the girls pulled away from the group, waving at him to get his attention. He turned to see what was up, panting heavily from his sprint.

"Wha-"

He paused for a second to catch his breath.

"What's up, Melissa?"

Justin shared a few classes with her, but they weren't close friends. She was definitely part of the popular girl crowd. With a confused look on her face, she held out her phone, displaying Chloe's most recent post.

"Oh. She posted another one?"

"Uh, excuse me? That's all you're gonna say?" Melissa stared at him incredulously. "Aren't you guys best friends? Like, what's going on with her?"

"No clue," Justin shrugged. "I'm gonna ask her about it today."

Clearly unsatisfied with the lack of gossip, she turned back to her friends in a huff. The words rang true despite her nosiness - Chloe was acting weird. No matter how much her mom's antics were bothering her, she had never acted out like this.

Justin grabbed his burrito from the microwave and tore into it as he headed for their usual table. To his surprise, when he reached it, his best friend was nowhere to be found.

*****

Chloe **** her puffy lips into a smile.

Stupid. Why didn't I take the easy out?

The partners had bought her excuses. She could have turned around and walked out of the room. Now there was ****. If she tried to back out, they would definitely think something was wrong.

"Mm~"

As she kneeled down in front of the partners, a little moan slipped out. For the first time since the swap, Chloe was actually glad to have her mom's instincts guiding her. Hopefully if she exaggerated, and leaned into them enough, they wouldn't notice her relative lack of experience.

"Pull your tits out, Becca." Ed leered down at the buxom secretary.

Reluctantly, Chloe undid the buttons on her blouse. Then she released the clasp on her frilly push-up bra.

"Mmm. I can't get enough of those."

Rebecca's nipples quickly stood at attention in the air-conditioned office. She giggled and shook her chest gently. Ed reached down to knead her exposed breast. Running his thumb over the sensitive tit elicited another little moan from his employee.

Chloe carefully wrapped her hand around Ed's cock, trying to avoid scratching him with her long nails. In her other hand, Bob's member throbbed menacingly. She worked her grip up and down, gently stimulating both shafts.

*Bzz Bzz*

Ed drew his hand back to pull out his phone.

"Oh, shit. It's Nancy."

He hung up and tucked it back into his pocket.

"She's going to catch you one day," Bob chuckled. "It's like she has a sixth sense for these things."

Ed just waved off his colleague as Rebecca continued to massage their cocks.

"No, she won't. I just tell her I'm in a meeting, or talking to a client."

The partners' slimy behaviour only made Chloe's conflicting emotions worse. She was repulsed by the thought of servicing these strangers, but her mom's body was so needy. It liked being the center of attention. It had relished in Ed's groping, and it wanted more. The unfamiliar instincts kept pushing her forward.

The partners turned their attention back to Chloe. Bob reached out and caressed her chin. It took the inexperienced teen a few seconds to realize what he wanted. She obediently opened her mouth, and Bob's thumb pressed down lightly on her tongue. The message was clear.

Shuffling forward on her knees, Chloe leaned towards Bob's cock. It wasn't huge, but it was girthy. After a brief hesitation to brush the hair away from her face, she took the plunge.

"Mmmph~"

With a deep, exaggerated moan, the foreign object pushed past her plump lips. A salty, musky taste radiated over her unprepared taste buds. Bob's hand pressed lightly on the back of her head, guiding it deeper into her mouth. Expecting a sharp gag reflex, she was surprised when she bottomed out. Rebecca's throat was much more forgiving than Chloe's.

"Ahhh. Keep moving."

Chloe drew her lips back over Bob's length, pausing for a second to resume jerking Ed off with her free hand. After a few minutes of bobbing up and down, she slowly got more comfortable, building up a rhythm and mixing in her tongue. Bob closed his eyes in pleasure.

"I"m almost there. Keep going."

Chloe sloppily pulled off of his dick and dove back onto it, licking and sucking as it slid over her tongue. The quicker this could be over with, the better. As she moved faster, guttural noises escaped from the back of her throat. Her mascara was running.

*glurk* *glurk*

"Ah! I'm-"

Bob's hand clamped down on her head, flooding Chloe's mouth with sticky, salty liquid. She immediately tried to pull back, but Bob kept her firmly situated as she coughed and sputtered against his crotch. When he finally finished, he released his hand, and Chloe slid away with a wet pop. Strings of cum and saliva ran down her mom's chin.

"Swallow it, Becca." Ed was watching intently, waiting for his turn.

With no other choice, Chloe gulped down the disgusting load.