Love/Fuck Balance

John has experienced a whirlwind of sensations today and it’s not even lunch yet. With panties in hand he can’t help but be a little vulnerable to Amanda.

Such a session of feeling, pleasure, and the power of the hive mind has left him aching for a little warmth and affection.

“Laura, I could cry. This has been the best day of my life. The date was also the best of my life. I love you so much.” He slumps into Amanda’s arms.

“Oh my dear. Don’t cry, every day will be among your best for as long as you live, now that you have me. Your wish will always be my command.” Amanda’s hands caress John’s face and her right index finger wipes the tears streaming from his eyes.

“Just go back to your desk, lunch will be here soon. 10 minutes. I’m delivering it after all. If you’re feeling super spicy, I can have her cum on your sandwich, free of charge.” The second bit is delivered sarcastically and was clearly a joke, but a John still feels the need to respond.

He puts his foot down. “Absolutely not. Please don’t tamper with my food unless it’s to give me extra toppings and bits I didn’t technically request.”

“Got it John. Somebody will let you know. You’ll be eating with Legal and HR. All of Legal and HR, which just happens to be all me. If you’re too tired to fuck, there’s other things we can do. But I have a feeling you’ll be recharged by then.” Amanda grabs at John’s ass cheekily. He puts the second pair of panties today in his other pocket.

John gets back to work and Amanda leaves to head back to her desk. He of course has to send the email to Felicia to complete his special assignment, so he goes for it now.

He titles the subject as - “IMPORTANT DAILY REPORT” and writes in the body:

“Fucked that gym latina Brandi and my coworker Amanda today. Came lots inside of Brandi’s clean and tight asshole. Stained the carpet and loved it.

P.S. The accent was hot.

Best regards from the cock that fills your holes,

John Frederick”

He hits submit to Felicia, completing that very important task.

He’s gotten a bunch more client emails, so no need to be dialing or reaching out, Laura has made that irrelevant.

Reading what are supposed to be professional emails but are instead crude letters of flattery and sexual innuendo makes John have to keep bringing his hands to his forehead.

More requests from company emails come in for John to make some time to rail them or ravage them. He starts having fun and replying to them:

“Send pics. My cock is in high demand. Every whore will get her day.”

“For such a bitch, you sure want to be fucked silly.”

Even high level corporate names show up. The head of the entire company’s HR, Caroline Schumacher, sends a wordy email declaring her absolute servitude to John’s dick and that no company rules will apply to John anymore.

The CFO Laura mentioned earlier sends details about his absolutely absurd pay raise.

“Enclosed in this email are the details of your immediate salary increase. Make sure to spoil your sexy as fuck girlfriend, she must be an incredibly hot special lady to have you. Also, when you can, please take me and fuck me till I can’t stand.

Always yours,

Roberta Samson.”

Laura with endless creativity sends many new and interesting ways to dirty talk with John about his body and capabilities from ‘interested clients’.

Myriad descriptions of how big his dick is, and how much all these female business leaders want to be railed by it. How much they want their tits to be violated and assholes penetrated. How they’ll be masturbating to him forever, and that their current husbands and wives are nothing compared to him.

It’s all a rush. It’s too many to properly respond to, and John quietly gives up.

While reading, John gets a tap on the shoulder. It’s the 18 year old intern, Sarah, who has been working at the office for the last couple months.

John looks her up and down, she truly has incredibly above average assets for a girl her age, like inflated volleyballs attached to her chest.

“Hey John, lunch is in.” And while she says this, she pulls off her top and lunges into his face, forcing it into her breasts.

While trying to smother John in her massive breasts, Sarah speaks. “Please enjoy this appetizer. She’s unspoiled and fully devoted to you. In fact, she’s now been assigned to be your direct assistant for the rest of her, my, internship.”

A lecherous smile that shouldn’t be possible on a barely legal teenager appears and sticks there.

In preparation for what she says next, Sarah pulls down her skirt. John can see her naked pussy. “If you want to use me as a sleeve, all you have to do is ask, otherwise I’ll be trying to please you with every fiber of this body’s being.” Sarah pulls her skirt back up as if the flash never happened.

John recognizes that Sarah will be stuck at his hip, or dick, really, and decides she should come along.

“I appreciate the offer, but I’ll just go now. Join me at the HR/Legal lunch then, if you’re gonna be attached at the waist to me. I’m sure it’ll be completely normal and acceptable for you.”

He rolls his eyes and grabs her by her ass and squeezes. She moans in pleasure, probably the first time the body has ever specifically felt this before.

Continuing the offensive, John authoritatively pulls her along with him saying “Now come along young lady.”

Onward the two walk to the meeting room.

John and Sarah walked in hand in hand through the door. Inside were the five women who made up the building’s HR department plus the further five who made up the Legal department. Every single one of them knew John was coming with the intern.

When John lays his eyes on them, they’re all dressed slutty as hell. Cleavage bounding against tight bras barely contained under business wear, skintight pants showing every curve below the waist. Makeup to make them appear the absolute sexiest they can be.

All 10 bodies assembled before him were at least in their late 30s and ran the gauntlet of appearance. From Clarissa, head of Legal who was tall and thin, to Donna, part of HR who was a portly woman with a normally gruff demeanor. None of that mattered now, they all wore expressions of absolute love and lust for John.

“Welcome John,” the whole room said at once.

Sarah closed the door and dropped the blinds.

Laura probably didn’t mean for the next line to sound sinister, but being delivered by the intern in her high pitched sporty voice, it sounded like it. As the lock clicked into place, she said “Now the real fun can begin.”