Andrea dreamed of Mike.

The work environment changed after Mike and Andrea had their encounter. Andrea left work early and drove home wearing Mike’s semen. It remained warm and sticky for nearly an hour afterward and was heavy and stinky all the way home. She fingered herself in the shower after getting home, reaching a powerful climax thinking about Mike, imagining him there with her and fucking her under the warm water.

That night she slept restlessly, dreaming of Mike, and she woke up horny and angry. She still hated him, but that hate only seemed to make her attraction to him stronger. She dressed and drove to work in a daze, her thoughts fixed on him, her pussy moist and nipples stiff. She spent the morning imagining the kinds of things he might do to her and the responses she would have. Each time, she imagined herself in power, and each time she lost power as soon as his dick came into view.

The real problem was that her responses always ended up sexual. She imagined him fucking her breasts again, squatting over her like before, his face twisted into a handsome sneer. She imagined his long cock spraying hot semen across her face this time, marking her, branding her as his woman and as his property. Her skin still smelled vaguely of his semen, and her office stank, too.

Sometimes, for brief periods, she would forget herself entirely, and she would imagine herself fucking him back. He would talk, and she would silence him with a smack or a kiss, ordering him to fuck her harder and making him into her big-dicked manslut. If she had the money, she decided that she would hire him personally just for his dick. That is how impressive his dick was, and that was how good it tasted when he reamed her throat the day before.

The stench of semen in her office left her horny. Her hair did, too, and she kept it in a ponytail to keep from having to smell him. The smell of him was an unwelcome reminder of how much better Mike was than her Bryan, her boyfriend, at least in terms of masculinity. Just comparing the two of them made her angry. When Mike arrived for his shift, grinning crookedly, pants heavy with dick, she became even angrier.

In a way, he looked as he always did, but now having seen his dick, she also felt like he looked entirely different. While she has always found him attractive, she now found herself attracted to him. This mostly meant that she took note of how tight he wore his shirts and how muscular his arm were. It also meant that she took note of his manhood and of his tight ass. When he caught her staring, she looked away and pretended to do work, but she imagined him naked while she did it and found herself chewing her bottom lip as he signed in around her.

An hour passed, and Andrea found herself spending a lot of time daydreaming about Mike. He caught her staring a few times and only winked when she did. Andrea had frowned in response but otherwise left it unaddressed. When it came time for her to leave, however, Mike took the opportunity to have someone cover his register for him so that he could speak with Andrea privately in the office. At the back of her mind, Andrea had already read his intent, but she saw no logical reason to deny him and so allowed it. Once the door was closed, though, Mike undid his pants.

“I noticed you staring,” he said, his crooked grin returning. He opened his fly. “You thinking of something?”

Andrea chewed her bottom lip as he lowered his briefs. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she said, her eyes going wide with each new inch of flesh revealed.

“I think you do,” he said, and he pulled his dick out. He wasn’t hard yet, but he was impressive all the same. With her adoring eyes fixed on him, however, he swelled rapidly. “Open your mouth,” he growled.

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