Gym Escapade (Lobby)

I was convinced that Nash would have told him everything that had happened in the elevator. Fuck, What have I gotten into? Why couldn't I control myself a little? My heart was pounding as I went close to the reception; I wondered if he would ask me to blow him or fuck me right here in the open. What's wrong with my mind? How could I think about dick at this moment? I clearly know I'm screwed.

Me: Look, they **** me to do it.

Receptionist: What are you talking about, Mam? But in this outfit, you might be forcing them or trying to get them to **** you.

My Mind: ohh, **** sounds good; why don't you **** me.

Me: What? No, This is just everyday gym attire. Are you going to judge how I dress?

Receptionist: But I thought you wore this to get judged.

My Mind: Ohh my, are you flirting with me? Do I look like a whore? Do you want to taste these tits?

Me: MMm, Am I getting judged in this attire

Receptionist: Yes, mam, you look so hot and...

Me: And?

Receptionist: Slutty..

My Mind: aaaw, yes, you are right. Do you have a big dick? Let me have a look at it and reward it.

Me: See, you did judge me. I'm not that slutty.

Receptionist: But Mam, your actions are pretty demeaning than slutty?

My Mind: Oh yea, press me more, and I would drop on my knees in no time (biting my lips).

Me: What do you mean?

Receptionist: Mam, have a look at this,

He showed me footage of me blowing Dan on the second floor, then (Oh My God) he showed me getting double penetrated by a Plumber and handyman in the hallway of 5th floor, then ( how much worse is it going to be) he showed me blowing Nash and Nade in the elevator. He has everything on me; he can ask me to do anything he wants to do with me. If I don't oblige, will he show this to my boyfriend or report it to the higher-ups? In either case, I can't go back to normal.

My Mind: Oh, please fuck my brains out, I don't care who watches me, but they can join as well; I've extra holes to spare, hehe. It felt so good getting double penetrated.

Me: Please don't show this to anyone; I would do anything you ask me to.

I went behind the table and went on my knees without him saying anything; why am I so eager to blow him without his response? What have I reduced to these past few days? I should have been more careful with my hunger. He didn't even threaten me, and I was ready to suck his dick; I felt I was going to suck him out of lust rather than him knowing my secret. He knows my secret; it turns me on so he can fuck me anytime without my consent. This is gradually ruining me; my mind would go nuts if someone decided to fuck me in front of my boyfriend. Even though it scares me, I feel it would give me the best orgasm.

Receptionist: Mam, I guess you have been waiting for this all along. But why are you this horny all the time? Don't your boyfriend fuck you good?

Me: He does treat me well, but... cheating behind his back and fucking strangers awakens the slut inside which I always dreamed of being.

Receptionist: That's a disgusting dream, but I'm not insane to leave a free pussy alone. You have to take care of my needs whenever I call you.

I almost felt like waiting for him to say that; I couldn't believe my brain was depraved with lust. He removed his pants; I was inside the table, and the desk covered his lower body. I put my hands around his butt and loved the smell of his dick from his underwear. Sucking dicks from their underpants is a fetish to me; I gobbled his dick from his underwear, turned him on, and felt his dick growing. He removed his underpants and pushed his dick inside my mouth. I was swallowing his dick with no shame; It suddenly hit me that I was sucking my fifth dick today. For a second, I couldn't believe this; I was a faithful girlfriend just three days ago, and now I'm a cock sucking slut. Having all these desires bottled up inside got burst in an instant. I found a new thrill in sucking cocks, and loving this sensation of cock moving inside my mouth. Suddenly I heard footsteps, My heart was pounding, and I felt agitated.

Receptionist: Good Evening, Mr. John mm. How was your day?

John: Well, It was fantastic; how was your day?

Fuck. Fuck. What I'm going to do? Shit, my heart is beating so fast. Am I going to get caught? What will John think of me in this position? There was no way I could explain this to him; no matter how I conveyed him, I would look like a slut sucking in the lobby; I couldn't defend myself as if do receptionist was going to tell everything about me; how I was whoring around today. For fuck sake, I'm getting turned on right now just thinking about this.

My Mind: I want John to see me sucking his dick; I want him to judge me like a bitch in heat. I wonder what he will think of me if I say I have been fucking multiple men today. It would be so hot if he disgusted me.

Receptionist: It was excellent, thanks to your girlfriend; I had a great time. She chatted with me for a while and talked about you.

John: Oh, it is one of her traits. She always tries to make others' moods good once in a while with her face.

He praises my face, and I'm currently blowing a stranger in front of him. As disgusted as I was, I couldn't stop sucking his dick anymore. I couldn't care if he caught me here; I wanted to enjoy devouring his cock. I was deepthroating his cock. He was short of breath.

Receptionist: Oh yeah, her face; she is good at giving heads

John: Hmm, what?

Receptionist: I mean, she has a trait of making people's heads lighter with warmness.

John: Ohh, I bet she is, okay, I have to go bye.

It felt so good blowing him in front of my boyfriend; I came hard just by sucking his dick. I wish John would have talked with him a little longer; just thinking about it builds up orgasms. He soon came into my mouth; I drank his whole seed and sucked off the remaining cum on his dick. This was so satisfying.

Receptionist: Oh god, Mam, You were so into it when I talked with your boyfriend. You won't even care if he sees you blowing me, which might turn you on more. Oh, Jesus, are you leaking down there?

Ohh, gosh, this is so embarrassing; there is no way I can defend this.

Me: Well ...., I'm late for the gym.

Receptionist: Yea, whatever slut; I will be knocking on your door more often for a free service and clean your cunt before you enter the gym. I guess you will get fucked again by looking at the stage you are in.

Oh, I'm looking forward to his service; with his change of attitude toward me, I would like him to get rough with me, and I can't wait for what I'm going to experience in the gym.

Me: mmm, Do you think I can't handle myself?

Receptionist: Haha, Good Luck.