Work and a little play

The following morning things were notably quiet around the house. Sharon was still licking her wounds after their previous argument and had kept mostly to herself. Jack enjoyed a small breakfast of scrambled eggs and black coffee, casually flicking through his phone as he ate.

His attention shifted briefly when the girls walked into the kitchen and he noticed Becca showing Amber something on her phone. The two girls exchanged worried glances and Jack felt a kind of invisible tension emanating from the teenagers.

Was it a school thing? Worries about the coming exams? Boy trouble? It had been so long since Jack had had to deal with the pressures of being a teenager.

It was almost without thinking that he sent a bubble of warmth and calm to the two. Becca put her phone down and ate the rest of her breakfast, but Amber lifted her gaze and smiled at him, blush faintly colouring her cheeks.

He wondered about that and thought back to his high school psychology classes. Something about a guy named Pavlov and his dogs. He couldn’t exactly recall everything, but he assumed that Amber was beginning to associate positivity with him. The thought and the possibilities of that churned away in the back of his brain as he drove to work.

His day at the office was as normal as could be expected given his new circumstances. He and Rhonda would go through the list of clients, make phone calls, email documents, and it could almost be mistaken for another day at the office. But every so often her touches would linger, he would feel her brush up against him and she would smile at him in a way that was more than friendly.

Eventually they managed to snag him a meeting with one of the higher profile clients on his list and he spent his lunch hour at a Thai restaurant sending gentle but firm feelings of excitement at the client that made him receptive to their deal. He had the guy signed on within the hour.

“We’re set,” he told Rhonda back in his office. “And not only that, we got it done early. I think our asses are officially saved.”

He felt exuberant, like he had just finished a marathon, climbed a mountain. Flushed with excitement as he was he reached out and hugged Rhonda, coaxing a bemused laugh from the woman.

He pulled away a little but the proximity of her body, athletic and perky as it was instantly brought about feelings of arousal. They stared at each other for perhaps two seconds before they were making out like a couple of horny teenagers, hands roaming and tongues wrestling.

“Wait,” she breathed, “should we be doing this here?”

That gave sanity a tiny foothold in his overly excited mind. He looked about. His office door was closed, and though the blinds were only half closed, no one out in the cubicle farm seemed to be looking in their direction. He rolled the dice in his head and decided it was worth the risk.

He closed the blinds all the way and smirked back at Rhonda. She still looked uncertain, but after a couple of waves of lust sent in her direction she practically melted in his arms.

“Quickly,” she said, reaching under her skirt to shift her panties a little to reveal her dark, shaven pussy that glistened with excitement. “Hurry up and get in me…”

Jack had his pants undone and his cock free in an instant. He sat back on his chair and patting his lap and Rhonda wasted no time straddling him. He marvelled at the way her dark, soft hand took the length of his swollen manhood and positioned it in place as she slowly sank down on it.

They moaned in mutual pleasure at the tight, comfortable sensation that their joining brought.

“Fuck,” he whispered, “you’re so fucking hot.”

She began to slowly rise and lower herself on his cock, impaling herself with steady ferocity.

“This is naughty,” she said breathlessly, “so fucking naughty. Anyone could walk in.”

Her ebony thighs began to gently slap against him as a rhythm built up. “And what would they see?” He asked, “other than my beautiful assistant helping her boss.”

“They’d see a hungry cockslut,” she said, throwing herself down harder and harder on his shaft. “Fuck…they’d…ahhhshit…see a whore!”

“My whore,” he insisted, thrusting up with a growl.

She nodded desperately. “Yours,” she agreed, “only yours!”

He thrust upwards, his hands clamped around her ass for leverage. Why hasn’t he done this sooner? They were both having so much fun, why hadn’t he tried to encourage her more and more? With his new power they could make each other truly happy. He was drunk with the enormity of it.

Their fucking had grown frantic by this point, with Jack feeling his dick practically strangled by Rhonda’s depths while he sent wave after wave of lust into her mind.

“Shit,” he grunted, “I’m cumming…”

“Do it,” Rhonda urged, “claim my cunt, make it yours!”

The white hot heat of pleasure was too much and with one last thrust he emptied himself deep into the woman’s inviting womb.

They lay together, panting and pleased. A few moments passed with the two of them staying like that, giggling and caressing each other, drunk on the afterglow of sex. Jack sent soft pulses of joy and love into her and delighted in how her expression shifted into open adoration. But eventually they parted and went about adjusting their clothes.

“Naughty,” Rhonda said again, giggling.

Jack just smiled back at her and went about sorting his desk. He felt drained, but also rejuvenated in a way he couldn’t describe. The world felt soft and gentle, caressing his very being.

He was jostled from his pleasant mood when his phone vibrated to life in his pocket and Becca’s number flashed on the screen.

“Hello?”

“Dad?” She sounded a little distressed. “Are you working right now?”

“Uh, yeah.” He swapped the phone around as he shifted position at his desk, “what’s wrong?”

“Ohh, uh, n-nothing,” she replied weakly, “sorry for bothering you….”

“You’re not bothering me,” he told her earnestly, “seriously, sweetie, what’s wrong?”

There was a pause.

“Can you come get me and Amber?” Her voice was soft, an anxious whisper, “we’re at the mall and some guys from school have been following us and…” she let out a shuddering breath and he could practically see the tears in her eyes, “it’s really scary…”