Hey, can you do me a favor?

Sure

What’s up?

Ummm…

It’s kind of embarrassing.

????

Soooo you know it’s Elliot’s birthday today, right?

Of course

I might be a guy, but I’m not a complete neanderthal lol

I know when it’s my homie’s birthday

Haha sorry for doubting you

Lol no worries we good

So you’ll help?

Well I still don’t know what it is…

True

So

I have a present for him

And I’d like your opinion on it?

Oh, okay

Cool

Hit me!

Hold up, it’s deeper than that lol

…okay?

Soooooooo it’s not like… a normal present

It’s more…

Ugh okay this is weird

It’s more of a guy thing

So I need a guy opinion

Now I’m even more confused

Yeah I get that

Sorry

No, it’s cool

Whatever I can do to help

I’m here for you guys

Ah

You’re so sweet

Haha thanks

I try

What are we talking here?

A new wallet? Clothes? Game?

Noooo

Well, clothes sort of, I guess lol

Anyway

I don’t need any advice on games

How dare you!

haha

True true

Forgot you were gamer GF of the century lol

Haha it’s okay

Soooo…?

Okayyyyy

So

Promise not to be weird?

Nope

But go on

Lol fine

Sooooooooooooo

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“Wha–?” Leo moaned as I pulled away, almost completely out of breath, his face shocked and disappointed and filled with betrayal. A betrayal that I kind of enjoyed the look of. “No…Sarah. Please. Why did you stop?”

“Come on,” I said. “Lie down.”

“But–”

“Leo,” I chastised, giving him my best, most patronizing, reprimanding teacher tone, stopping just short of wagging my finger. Which might have looked a little silly because I was still naked. “Lie down. It’s only fair. You used my mouth, now I get to use yours.”

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Leo, in response to the slutty question I thought I’d never ask my best friend, froze up. He looked at me for a moment, his eyes widening slightly.

“What…really?”

I hung my head down in shame. “Yeah…” I whispered. “Kinda. It just looks…ah, I don’t know!” I stomped my foot in frustration, making my body jiggle. “Is that gross?”

“No,” Leo said quickly. “Not gross at all. I just didn’t know you thought of me like that.”

“I don’t,” I said. “But…”

I ran out of words, instead gesturing to that which was visibly throbbing between us.

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Leo had been my friend for years, and suddenly, with my head on his lap and his thing almost in my mouth, my mind was filled with snapshot memories of our time together.

Thirty hours building the Lego Death Star.

Late nights on eBay hunting down the rare action figures he needed for his collection.

Holding his hand when he cried about Sophie cheated on him with Mike.

And now, this…

I licked my lips.

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For the longest time, I didn’t move, and neither did he. We both just lay there, his body slumped against the couch with my head on his stomach. I must have taken all the willpower he possessed not to tense his cock at the sight before him; his best friend with her delicate fingers resting half on his balls and half at the base of his cock, her T-shirt almost thin enough to see through and her skirt now riding up so high he knew the exact shape and size of her underwear…

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“Mmm…”

That was the noise I made when I first woke up, which, when I look back on it now, is super embarrassing haha.

At that point I didn’t know where I was tbh; my eyes were still closed and I had a little drool patch beneath my lips, which were pressed into the fabric beneath my head. My face was warm from whatever was beneath me, and I felt nice and comfortable and safe.

I curled my toes and stretched my ankles out and yawned, opening my eyes slowly.

The room was dark and my head was still heavy with sleep. Slowly, the shapes started to materialise in the darkness and I recognised where I was; Leo’s couch. Leo must have gone to bed and left me here after I fell asleep hanging out with him last night. That was sweet of him. Leo was always sweet, that’s why I liked hanging out and gaming and playing card games with him. He made me feel secure, and in all our years of friendship he had never hit on me, which I appreciated. I yawned again and brought my hand up to the pillow, pulling it away quickly when I felt something hard right beside my head.

Oh fuck.

Leo hadn’t gone to bed at all.

I went rigid, listening to the sounds, wondering if I really was where I thought I was. I wasn’t scared, just confused at what I thought I had just touched, and so I listened. Outside, a motorbike sped by in the distance. In the kitchen, his fridge buzzed gently and continuously. And yes, beneath both sounds I could hear it; Leo’s gentle breath as his best friend’s mouth was inches from his hard cock.

I didn’t want to jump up and make a big deal about it, and so I stayed where I was, breathing softly, feigning sleep. I was suddenly aware that in my slumber I had positioned myself so my boobs were pressed right up against him, squished against his thigh, one of them bulging over and sort of resting on him. Worse still, my nipple was erect and visible through my T-shirt.

Was that what had made him so hard?

No, that was silly. He was asleep, and that’s just what happened to guys when they slept, right? I’d read about it online. Anyway, why else would the lights be off unless he was dosing too? Or maybe he had fallen asleep and then woken up and seen me and…? What? Got hard?

No. Not Leo. Surely?

Yet there it was. Right there; a hard shape almost touching my cheek through his shorts. A big, thick, throbbing cock. Leo’s cock. I couldn’t believe it. I had no idea that he was that…ahem…big. Or really even that he had a cock at all, to be honest. After all, we were just friends, and I’d never really thought about him like that…

But now I was.

I couldn’t help it. With the tip of it literally only a few centimeters from my mouth—I suddenly realised how long it had been since I had been confronted with a hard cock. Something full and throbbing and needy. I became aware I was holding my breath and let it out slowly, wondering if he could feel it.

I felt suddenly ashamed to be having such dirty thoughts about my friend, and lifted my head just a few millimeters as if to get up. But as I moved, Leo made a micro-adjustment of his own, his hips rising slightly and his cock thrusting forward toward my face, his hips settling back down into the couch cushions quickly.

It wasn’t much of an adjustment, but it was enough that his cock was now in licking distance.

Not that I was thinking about licking it.

Not even a little bit.

And I definitely wasn’t thinking about turning my mouth into a little warm wet hole for him, wrapping my lips around him and slooooooowly pushing my head down all the way to the base of it, holding myself there for as long as I could, reaching down and pulling gently on my nipples, holding my big boobs up for him, giving him something to look at while his best friend moved her tongue around his cock over, and over, and over…

But if I wasn’t thinking about any of that, why was I getting so wet?

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I needed to get myself under control. I stayed still, looking into the darkness, and as my eyes continued to adjust to the low light in the room, I realised that my top had pulled up from my fidgeting, showing the skin of my stomach. My skirt was bunched around my hips, too, and my panties were showing, which meant he could probably see the round part of my ass. And I’ve been working out a lot, so it is very round right now.

Damn. He had a pretty good view of my body.

Worse, the feeling of accidentally showing it off was doing things inside me.

My heart was beating fast, and I wondered if he could feel it pounding through my boobs, which were still pressed up against him. I still had no idea if the throbbing cock before me was some sort of indication of lust or if it was simply a biological function of the guy I’d been hanging out with platonically for years.

But I needed to find out.

“Leo,” I whispered, my voice quiet. So quiet, in fact, I wondered if I wanted to be heard at all. “Are you awake?”

Nothing.

I waited for a long time.

Just when I was about to give up, he answered. “Yeah…”

“Hey,” I said, trying to keep my voice friendly and free from lust, a ridiculous idea considering I had still not lifted my head from his lap, not wanting to ruin the intimacy of being so close to his cock. “I’m sorry I fell asleep on you,” I whispered.

“It’s okay…”

I nodded gently, the simple act of inclining my head slightly bringing my bottom lip so close to the tip of his cock that he must have been able to feel the warmth of it.

“Should I…move?” I whispered.

“It’s up to you,” he said, but I could hear the disappointment in his voice. “Not if you don’t want to. It feels kind of nice…”

“Okay,” I said, replaying the word over and over again in my mind. Nice. Me, asleep on him, my skirt up, my ass out. Nice. My big breasts pressed against his legs. Nice. His cock, hard and throbbing and inches from my mouth.

With my heart now hammering against my ribcage, I decided to push it even further. I slowly stuck out my arms in a pretend stretch that turned into a real stretch (I had been asleep, after all), my mouth opening wide in a yawn. As I made the yawning noise, I brought my head forward slightly so that the tip of his cock was within the cavity of my mouth, my lips pressed against the fabric that tented the surrounding area. It lasted only a second or two, but he musthave been able to feel it, or at least the implication of it, and as I pulled my head back to rest it back on his tummy, I also draped my arm across him, leaving my forearm resting approximately where I thought his balls would be.

Leo didn’t say anything, but I thought I heard him breath a little heavier, and he moved his hips upward again. Just a little. Offering his cock to me.

At least, that’s what it felt like. Maybe I was imagining it. Maybe he was just being a good friend and I was being a total slut. It was so hard to know. All that I really knew for sure was that the feeling of having my best friend inside my mouth, even through his shorts, even just for the short second it lasted, had felt exhilarating and wrong and exciting and fucking hot.

I needed to find out for sure.

“Leo?” I said. My voice was a whisper. “Is it okay?”

“Is what okay?” he said. The room was still dark, our breathing was still quiet, and my best friend’s cock was still only a few centimeters from my mouth, covered by his shorts. I hadn’t bothered to pull my skirt back down, and I knew he could see at least some of my ass.

“Is it okay if I go back to sleep here?” I said, yawning again. “It’s really comfortable.”

I pushed my arm down slightly as I said it, and the effect was instant and unbelievably fucking hot, his cock jumping up in his shorts, the size and weight of it causing a little slap sound against his skin when it came back down against his tummy.

“Yeah…” he said, grunting slightly as he spoke. “You can just…relax…”

I smiled then. He didn’t see it—my head was still angled downward, very much aimed directly at his cock—but I wondered if he could feel it against his skin; his best friend grinning at the thought of ‘relaxing’ on his throbbing cock.

“Thank you,” I whispered. “You’re such a sweet guy. You’re always looking out for me.”

That’s when I did it.

I delivered the friendliest, sweetest, lingering kiss to him, the one that a million women have used to thank a million sweet guys—lips pursed, cheeks sucked in, eyes closed.

Only I delivered this one to the head of his cock.

“Ah,” I sighed, snuggling up to him. “Goodnight, Leo.”

He must have been too stunned to speak, because he didn’t answer me. I resisted a second smile, instead rolling my head slightly and flicking my hair back onto his chest, placing my hand back across him.

Only this time, when I came to rest my hand, I placed it directly on his balls….

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“What do you mean?”

I leaned into him and repeated myself.

His eyebrows lowered but he kept looking at the screen. An explosion of color from the projector lit his face and then dissipated back to darkness. He cleared his throat. “You mean like…?”

“You know exactly what I mean,” I said. “Look.”

I opened my legs a little, watching as his eyes drifted down my body, following the pleated edge of my skirt as it went slack between my legs. He looked away again quickly.

“Aw, don’t be boring.” I said, nudging him with my elbow. “Don’t you want to feel it?” I took his hand and gently placed it on my thigh.

“Seriously?” he said, looking around us at the other seats. “What about the movie?!”

I laughed. “What about it?” I said, gyrating my hips slightly, my nipples hardening beneath my top. I pouted at him. “I’m not saying we have to do anything, I’m just saying you should feel it!”

“Why?”

“Ugh! Because I want you too.”

“But–”

I pushed out my hips a little more, sliding even lower in the chair. I had no idea what had made me so horny, and I knew I was being embarrassing and desperate. But so what? My panties were soaked and I wanted someone to feel them.

“Please…” I whispered, hearing a whining tone in my voice. “Just touch it. I know we’re friends but…here. I’ll make it easy for you.”

I looked both ways along the row and then lifted my hips from the seat, pulling down my panties. The fabric traveled smoothly down my thighs, rolling around my knees and bunching at my calves. The whole thing had only taken a second, and suddenly I was sitting with my panties around my ankles in a movie theater, a fact that, embarrassingly enough, made me even wetter.

“Here,” I said, lifting one leg to pull my panties off over my heels. I held them out to him, noticing the way they glistened in the light of the big screen. “Take them.”

“W...what? Why?”

“Oh my god,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Because they are very wet,” I whispered. “And I am very horny.”

I pressed the warm bundle of lace into his hand. His fingers closed around them instinctively.

“Now you have a souvenir,” I breathed, pulling away.

He looked down at his hand, then at me. He looked around quickly, but we were in the back row, and no one was paying us any attention in the dark anyway. He shoved the panties into his pocket, his movements clumsy. I grinned.

“See!” I whispered. “You like them, don’t you?”

He nodded. Just a little. But it was enough to light within me a sudden urge to get on his lap and smother his face with my breasts.

“So…” I sat back in my seat and put my eyes back on the screen, letting my knees drift apart a little wider. “Do you want to feel it now?”

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It was a nice line, but I knew it wasn’t true, not anymore. I needed it, and I knew I needed it, and I knew that the time to take it was now.

I swung my leg over him once more; this time to straddle his hips.

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To my request, he did the only thing he could do at that moment; he nodded.

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Watching him suck on my fingers, I knew I was about to be very naughty.

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I was fully naked, lying on my back, looking at him.

He wasn’t reading. His book was closed on his chest and he was looking right at me.

Fuck.

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I woke up sweating, the train rocking from side to side. For a moment I couldn’t remember where I was or even what country I was in; all I knew was that it was hot as balls. I rubbed my eyes and checked my phone, gutted to see it wasn’t even midnight yet.

I could feel the sweat trickling down between my breasts beneath my t-shirt, and my thong was soaked through, the string riding high on my hips and the lace transparent with moisture. I moved over to the window and tried to open it, but it was either stuck or glued shut, and I sighed with exasperation. Looking through the glass, I fantasized about what the air would feel like hitting my skin at this speed.

I turned around and looked at the cabin door, and saw that it was still locked.

Fuck it.

I peeled my T-shirt up and over my head, dropping it onto the floor behind me. My nipples hardened immediately, and I ran a hand down my stomach, briefly imagining the look on some guy’s face as a pair of huge titties went past his bedroom window at 60MPH.

The thought made me smile, and I cupped my breasts gently, feeling the weight of them.

It felt good to be topless, and with the carriage to myself–there was another bunk on the other side of the room but it was empty–I decided to slip my panties off too. Why not? I stood up and pulled them down slowly, my butt facing the window, once again enjoying the mildly exhibitionist thrill of some countryside resident catching a glimpse of something at high speed and then questioning themselves about it for the rest of their life.

Naked, I lay back on my bunk, pulling the thin sheet over me, feeling relief and closing my eyes, trying to get back to sleep.

I was drifting off again when there was a knock on the door.

“H-hello?” I called out, panic shooting through me as I sat up so quickly I almost banged my head on the low ceiling. I waited, silently, listening, wondering if the person outside the door even spoke English. I clutched the sheet to my chest, trying to cover my nipples. “Who is it?”

“I am so sorry to bother you,” a man’s voice said through the door, heavily accented. “I know it’s late but…I think this is my room?”

I looked at the empty bed on the other side of the room. Fuck. I knew the dorms were potentially co-ed when I booked the train, but this late in the evening? Really?

“Can I…can I see your ticket, please?”

Five minutes later and it had all been sorted. The man did indeed have the bunk beside me, and had not yet checked in because he’s been having a few drinks in the main carriage before bed, something I had thought about doing too.

Now I was back in my bunk, watching him (but pretending not to watch him) as he arranged his stuff for bed, my whole body humming with the strange energy of being naked in the presence of a stranger. The blanket was wrapped tightly around me, of course, but the feel of my nipples beneath the thin sheet was…interesting.

“Do you mind if I read for a while?”

“Not at all,” I said, lying back on the bed, the outline of my naked body suddenly way too obvious beneath the sheet; the shape of my breasts, the smooth mound of my pussy. I turned to the side, trying to make it less obvious, and to my horror, saw my still-moist thong in the middle of the floor. Damn. He must have stepped over it to get into his bunk.

He didn’t look at me as he pulled out his book and I appreciated that; he was trying to give me privacy. Unfortunately, respectful guys make me horny, and so I couldn’t relax. Instead, the texture of the sheet against my nipples was making them harder and more needy, and I crossed my legs, pressing my thighs together.

“Sorry for not letting you in straight away,” I said, settling in on the top bunk. “You understand, I’m sure?”

“Of course,” he said, still not looking. The thing is, I kind of wanted him to look now, and I had let the blanket come down a little bit, revealing my deep cleavage as I lay on my side facing him. “I totally get it.” He looked at me, his eyes flicking to my cleavage and his face turning red. He turned back to his book. “Anyway, I will try to be quiet…”

I rolled onto my back, watching my boobs through the thin sheet as they recoiled from the movement. “Me too,” I whispered back, biting my lip.

But I wasn’t sure I was being entirely truthful anymore.

I lay there for a moment, watching him from the corner of my eye, and then turned to face the wall. I closed my eyes, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I was naked, my hip pressed against the mattress and my bare ass facing toward him, the thin sheet the only thing between us. One wrong move and he would see everything. The thought was terrifying and exciting, and I squeezed my thighs together even tighter. The truth was; I wanted to reach my hand down between my legs and get myself off in front of him.

But I told myself to stop it. To calm down. To go to sleep.

But the train rocked gently beneath me, making my body move backward and forward rhythmically. I could hear Leo turning pages in his book as I sweated beneath my sheet, wishing I could kick it off and reveal myself to him; my big tits, my flat stomach, my bare pussy…

My mind raced. What would he do? What would he think? Would he be disgusted? Or would he look? I imagined his eyes on me and shivered with pleasure.

I was being stupid. He was just a guy trying to relax. I was the one lying here naked, my mind in the gutter.

I shifted my leg, just a little, sticking out my naked foot and letting the sheet fall away from my calf. That was okay, right? Nothing crazy about letting my feet get some air, right?

I shifted again, letting the sheet slide away from my body, all the way up to my hip. Still nothing.

Without knowing I was going to do it, I pushed the sheet down with my foot until it revealed my ass, my hips bent enough that I suspected a little peek of my pussy might be on display too. I wondered what the hell I was doing but it was too late for that now. Instead, I lay perfectly still, not breathing, my big round pale ass pointed directly at him, wondering if he was looking and hoping that he was.

My pussy throbbed. I wanted to turn over. I wanted to see his face. I wanted to see him looking at me. But I couldn’t move. I was frozen by a mix of terror and excitement.

I hadn’t heard a page turn in a long time. Was he asleep, or watching? I gently gyrated my ass a little; just one undulation, a slow rotation of my hips.

Still nothing.

Fuck it.

I rolled onto my back, pulling the sheet away completely.

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DAY 7

Rupert | 7:07am

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Morning, Rupert!

Last day of the trip today!

Final chance to impress the clients

(And me)

We’ll start with breakfast at half eight, just the two of us. I want to go over how you’ve found the week so far. After that, we’ve got the client check-out call at nine-fifteen. Then straight into the conference suite for the wrap-up presentation at ten. I’ll lead, you’ll handle the figures when I ask.

No problem

Looking forward to it as always!

Well…

I’ll tell you in person at breakfast, but these morning texts have become a bit of a tradition, so I just wanted to say what a pleasure it has been working with you. I’m so impressed at your commitment and dedication.

Thank you!

Not at all. I think you’ve done a great job handling clients, and your general attitude has made my job a lot easier. I’ll fill you in on the details later, but there’s been some really positive feedback coming down from Head Office, and I think you’ll be pleased with what’s being said!

That’s so great

Thank you for the opportunity

My pleasure

Really

See you soon

Mike | 12:08pm

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Hey babe

You okay?

Haven’t heard from you much since last night…

I don’t mean to be needy, and I know you’ve got a lot on with the trip, but it’s been weird not hearing as much from you. I guess I don’t really know where I stand right now. You’ve sounded so focused on work lately, and I guess it’s starting to get in my head a bit? Anyway, I hope the last day goes well. Text me when you get a moment?

Love you x

Rupert | 10:12pm

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I know I said I was going to bed

But

I just

Can’t take it any longer

What do you mean?

You know what I want.

It’s time.

Fuck ok

Yes boss

I’ll be there in a minute

Mike | 10:14pm

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Hey babe

You love me, don’t you?

Yes

Of course

And you love it when I disobey you and act slutty, don’t you?

Do I?

Yes

You’re right

Good

Because I’m going to let him do it

Do what?

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Rupert | 7:32am

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Rupert | 8:15am

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Good morning, Rupert

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DAY 4

Rupert | 8:15am

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Morning, Rupert

Hope you slept well as always. We’ve got another event on the schedule today. Not one of the high-pressure ones, but still something we need to attend. It’s a regional business seminar being hosted in the conference centre. Mostly filler sessions, but they like to keep us busy between client meetings. The agenda looks fairly harmless: a few networking blocks, some presentations from the management consultants, and an afternoon workshop. So, nothing high-stakes, but we still need to be presentable and attentive.

Sounds good to me

And after last night, you know I can be very attentive

I have no idea what you’re referring to.

Can you please make sure you’re focused.

I am focused!

Good. Let’s keep it that way.

I’ll meet you in the lobby at nine.

Please make sure you’re on time.

Sure thing, boss!

Mike | 12:35pm

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Hey babe! I’m still at the seminar, having my lunch now. The company didn’t provide catering today so I’m just having a sandwich. I picked it up at the store and my translate app said it’s “dill butter and Alpine cheese” (!!) It’s kind of horrible but I’m staaaarving!

Cool

C’mon babe. You’ve been giving me one-word answers all morning. How many times do I need to apologize? I KNOW I took it too far, inviting him to my room to see me naked, letting him look at me like that, and I’m sorry! I really am, you know? I was just horny and lonely and a little drunk. I just want things to go back to normal! I miss you! Anyway, you can’t be mean to me forever…I’m your girlfriend! I thought you were into it, that’s all!

I was!

I mean, I am!

It’s complicated

Well, it doesn’t matter because I totally cooled it with him this morning

How so?

I told him in the taxi earlier

Last night was a mistake

We need to stay professional

And it won’t be happening again

Aww

You didn’t need to do that

???

You’re joking, right?

Of course I did!

You’re acting like a total asshole!

Argh, I’m sorry!!

I guess I’m just processing it all, not sure how to feel!

Is it hot to think about my girlfriend being so slutty with another guy?

Yes.

Does it make me jealous as fuck?

Yes.

Is the jealousy kinda hot?

ALSO YES!!!

It’s all new and confusing! You’re my girlfriend and thinking of you cheating on me isn’t supposed to make me this fucking hard!

Hmmm

But it does, doesn’t it?

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DAY 3

Rupert | 7:18am

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Morning, Rupert.

Hope you slept well.

We’ve got the client lunch at twelve at Le Jardin.

It’s a high-end restaurant so we need to be looking our best.

Roger that!

I’ve got my suit pressed and ready to go

The menu for this place looks insane btw

What the hell is onion ash and saffron milk? lol

Whatever they are, they’re expensive!

This is a big client so we’re pulling out all the stops

Oh wow, yes they are! I didn’t notice the prices!

Can’t believe the company is willing to pay for something like that

Some clients take a little more schmoozing than others.

Which is actually the other thing I wanted to speak to you about.

Sure, what’s up?

I could use your assistance in deciding which outfit is going to be the most eye-catching.

Eye-catching?

The client is a bachelor lol

Ah, okay

Understood!

Great!

I warn you though…both dresses are kind of revealing…

Haha

Really?

You’re joking, right?

Nope!

Can you come to my room so I can show them to you?

I want you to tell me which one is sluttier

Really?

Yes

What about your boyfriend?

What about him?

Your appraisal of my outfit will be purely professional

I guess that makes sense

It does.

So I need you in my room, please. Now, if you can.

I need you to look at my body…

Mike | 11:01am

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OMG babe

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DAY 2

Rupert | 8:08am

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Morning, Rupert.

Just checking you’re up and ready to go? I’d like to get an early start if possible. We’ve got the client follow-up at eleven, but I’d prefer to visit the site first and get a few photos for the report.

Morning, boss!

I’m actually out of the cabin already, getting a coffee from the “konditoriet”

What time were you thinking?

If we leave by eight-thirty, we’ll have plenty of time to get back without rushing.

Sounds good. I’ll be back in about ten minutes to grab the printouts and the laptop. Would you like me to pick you anything up? The pastries look great! It’s the least I can do after all of yesterday’s misunderstandings

A black coffee would be appreciated, thank you

And let’s not mention that stuff again, please

It’s a new day, let’s get back on track

Sure thing, boss

See you soon!

Mike | 11:20pm

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Heyyyy you still up?

I’m just getting into bed

Nice!

Good day?

Yeah

Sorry I haven’t messaged much tho

Its been craaaaazy busy.

Lots of meetings, lots of talking. Spent an hour arguing with Head Office over timelines and deliverables. Tomorrow should be a little more chilled but yeah.

How are you?

Yeah I’m alright

Missing you, obviously, but figured you were slammed

Aww, I’m missing you too!

In fact…I kinda couldn’t stop thinking about you

Yeah?

Of course!

If I’m honest, I kinda couldn’t stop thinking about what we spoke about last night…about what you said about me accidentally sending that photo to Rupert…and the way it made you feel…

Really?

Yeah

The whole day all I could think about was you saying it was kinda hot that another guy has a picture of my tits! Honestly, it’s been making me kinda horny. Thinking about him jerking to that picture.

Thinking about him being jealous of you.

Thinking about you being jealous of him.

It’s been driving me crazy

Jeeze, babe

I know, right?

Like, what the fuck is wrong with me lol

Well it IS kinda hot

Fucked up, obviously

But kinda hot

I’m glad you’re okay with it

Because I did something else

On purpose this time

You’re joking, right?

Maybe…

Fuck, Sarah

What did you do?

Do you really want to know?

Fuck. No.

But also

You know I do…

Okay

So

It’s nothing THAT bad, but about an hour ago we were doing our prep for tomorrow in the main room of the cabin, crunching the numbers etc, and we’re sitting opposite each other in these big chairs by the fire, and I was wearing that plaid skirt. Do you know the one I mean?

Oh god.

The tiny one

Yeah

I know it…

Well I was asking him about himself, getting to know him better, just sort of talking in a general way. But as we were speaking I was sort of…teasing him a little bit. Just sort of…opening my legs a little wider every now and then, letting the skirt ride up…showing him my panties, pretending I wasn’t

Oh god, baaaabe

What the helllll

What panties were you wearing?

You know the kinda transparent ones with the lace?

The ones you like

The ones that don’t cover much

Fuck

Was he looking?

Yeah

It was just a little bit at first

But the more he looked

The more I liked it

So the wider I opened them

Until I could feel the air on my pussy

Watching him fumble as he tried to ignore my wet patch

Wet patch?

Yeah

Honestly its making my nipples hard just talking about it again tbh

Fuck

That’s so slutty

I’d be struggling to look you in the eyes too

I bet your thighs looked incredible

Does he know you have a boyfriend?

Yes

Damn

And I’m his boss, too, obviously

So there’s that, too

Yeah…it must be driving him crazy

Yeah

It’s aaddddiiiicccctiivveee

Shall I send you a picture of what his view was?

I could snap one now…in my room…

OMG

Yes

Say please

What, really?

Yes

OMG you’re drunk with power haha

So?

If you want it, say please.

Please

Okay I took one

Its reaaalllllly slutty though

I can’t believe this is what he was looking at…

I want to seeeee

Hmmm

Do you promise to only look in my eyes, just like Rupert had to?

Even though my legs are spread wide open?

Yes babe

I promise

You’ll be a good boy?

Yes omg please

I need it

Here you go

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Fuck.

CLICK HERE FOR DAY 3

DAY 1

Mike | 5:15pm

Channel: SMS | Reply Latency: 0.8 seconds | Archived

OMG babe I’m sooooo pissed off

Literally livid

Gahhh text me when you get this

(I’m fine btw, not in any actual danger so don’t stress)

Hey!

Sorry, I was just finishing up at work!

What’s up, babe?

Your plane didn’t get delayed like on your last trip, did it?

Noooo

The plane was fine, actually, for once!

I even got a window seat lol

That’s good!

So, what’s up?

The new guy irritating you already?

What was his name? Roland?

lol

Rupert

He’s nice, actually

Not too nice, I hope!

Nooooo haha!

He’s a little desperate to impress, but other than that he’s harmless

Okay, good!

How’s Zarath?

It’s beautiful! There’s an old steam train that runs around the edge and cable cars go up the mountains. It’s sooooooo pretty, like a postcard or something.

Aww. That’s great, babe! I’m happy for you. Makes a nice change from some of the shitty places they’ve sent you before!

Haha yeah that’s true!

Anyway, I’ll make sure to take some cute pictures for you!

Thanks!

Is it as cold as you expected?

Fuck yeah

F R E E Z I N G

I don’t think my nipples have calmed down since we landed. I’m having to wear extra layers just to make sure I’ve not got them on display for the new guy!

Babe!

I’m already missing you enough without thinking about THAT!

Haha sorry

I’ll give my boobs a little squeeze in your honor

Haha yes, please do

Anyway, what’s got you so annoyed?

Oh yeah

Ughhh

Don’t remind me

It’s the accommodation

Oh no!

What’s up with it?

Nothing, technically!

It’s like a big log cabin type thing in the foothills and it’s actually gorgeous; big kitchen, wood-burning stove, huge TV, blah blah blah

But yeah

The company fucked up, to put it bluntly

Explain???

Ughhhh

There’s only one place

What do you mean?

Like, it’s shared accommodation

For both of us

Me and the new guy

What!?

Yeah

We’ve got our own rooms obviously, but it’s just one cabin for the both of us. Shared kitchen, shared lounge, shared balcony etc etc. I was kinda dreading telling you, but yeah, it looks like I’m sharing with the new guy for the whole week unfortunately

Babe that’s fucked up

I’m not sure I’m okay with that

I don’t love it either! You know I like my privacy! I called Kerry in Head Office and she said it was a mistake (obviously) but they looked into it but the place we’re staying at is fully booked

So get a hotel?

Babe

It’s a tiny little business tax haven in the Alps

The nearest hotel is probably half a mountain away

And I need to be here for the meetings

So what are you going to do?

Well, nothing, I guess

We’re gonna be working fairly closely, so maybe it will actually work out better

For the business stuff anyway

Not my sanity!

Or mine!!

I can’t stop thinking about your nipples being on display for him

Well yeah I get that

I’m sorry

But you know I love you

And I’m sure you’d rather I told you!

I guess so

The cabin is nice and warm at least!

Good lol

What’s your plan for the rest of the evening?

We actually have our first client meeting in a couple of hours, so I need to get myself washed and dressed up fancy. Then, I need to try not to yawn too much at dinner with the client (the flight was loooooooooong)

What about you?

Ahhhh

I don’t know

Might do some reading

Watch a movie

Play some videogames…

The main thing I’ll be doing is trying not to imagine you and Roland falling in love and starting a new life together in the Alps!

Haha

It’s RUPERT!

It’s not like that

Anyway

I miss you

I miss you too

Good luck with your meeting

Wish I was there

Me too

I’m going in the shower now

Speak soon xxx

Xxx

Rupert | 5:57pm

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Hey

Are you still here?

Yup!

Just in my room

Just re-reading the notes on the client, getting ready for the meeting…

What’s up?

Wait, did you leave already?

No, I’m still here

Does your room have any towels?

Umm, probably

Want me to check?

If you could

On it, boss!

Thanks

I’m not your boss though…

You kind of are…

And I have lots of towels. Do you need one?

Wait, why are you texting me? I’m only next door

The walls are so thin just shout and I’d hear you lol

Could you please bring me a couple?

Looks like the host forgot to put some in my room

Sure!

Coming now!

Just put them outside my room and go back to your own room and I’ll grab them in a moment

Hello?

Rupert!

Wait, don’t come in!

Mike | 6:14pm

Channel: SMS | Reply Latency: 0.8 seconds | Archived

Fuck

This trip is a disaster already

Why?

What’s up?

Shouldn’t you be on your way to your meeting right now?

Leaving in ten minutes

But I’m currently busy hiding in my room dying of embarrassment

Why?

Euuurghhh you don’t want to know

I mean

I’m going to tell you anyway

But you don’t want to know

Brace yourself lol

???

The new guy saw me naked

WHAT THE FUCK?!

Well not like properly naked

I don’t think he saw anything

Just enough to know I WAS naked, you know?

What!? No, I don’t know at all!

What do you mean?

Basically I was in the shower

And I noticed there was no towels

So I told him to bring me one

But I meant OUTSIDE THE DOOR

Not in my room

And obviously he didn’t know I was in the shower so…

What the fuck!? He just barged in?

I mean, I told you he was eager to impress haha

I don’t think he was trying to be weird or anything, and it’s kinda my fault for leaving my door unlocked. Ultimately, I guess he did the right thing. I told him I needed towels and there he was! It’s all a bit of a blur though

I just screamed and tried to cover myself up with my hands

But you know how big my boobs are

And I was slippery and wet

So I’m not sure I managed it very well lol

Either way he knew I was naked

Fuck, babe

I know

I’m not the only one that’s embarrassed though!

He’s been texting me continuously

Apologizing, obviously

And we’ve gotta leave for this meeting in five mins

And I just can’t stop thinking about it

But I’m just not sure how I’m gonna look him in the eye

I know what you mean

I can’t stop picturing it either

What do you mean?

My GF, naked, inviting a guy to her room

It’s not like that!

I didn’t INVITE him!

I know, I know

Ughh

I’m sorry, babe

Hey, YOU don’t need to apologize!

He does!

He has

Many, many, many times lol

I think he’s even more embarrassed than I am

Well that’s a start, I guess

At least it was a nice treat for him, seeing his hot boss naked

I’m a bit jealous!

Gahhh

Don’t say that!

Can’t bear it!

Soooooo cringey

Anyway, I’m gonna be late, I’ve got to go

Love you x

Rupert | 10:45pm

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Hey cutie! We just got back to the cabin after our first meeting and it actually wasn’t too bad! Rupert didn’t mention what happened again and the client seemed pretty interested in what we had to say! If we land that deal it’s gonna be BIG! Might even get a promotion (fingers crossed lol). Anyway, I took some cute pictures of Zarath, just like I promised. And just to make sure you really don’t think I’m fucking the “hot new guy at work”, I put a SPICY picture in there for you I took today…

Here they are…

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And an extra slutty one just for you…

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I don’t think these pictures were for me, boss.

Oh

My

God

Yeah

lol

I’m so sorry

Oh fuck

It’s okay!

This is mortifying

Those pictures were meant for my boyfriend, obviously

Can you delete them?

Unfortunately not

WHY NOT!?

That’s just…how the chat works

But I won’t look at them again, I promise!

(The pictures, I mean)

Anyway, it actually makes me feel a little better

Excuse me?

I mean like, obviously that was a BIG fuck up on my part earlier…walking in on you like that, and I’ve been worried about it since it happened. Bursting into your room like an idiot, I thought I was fired for sure. But now we’re kind of even? I fucked up, and now you fucked up lol

I don’t think you having pictures of me like THAT makes us “even”!

But I do take your point

Sort of

Anyway, I’m not firing you, if that’s what you’re asking

We’re here to do a job, and I apologize for being so careless

Not a good example to be setting!

It’s fine. Like I said before the meeting, I want to be an asset on this trip, not a hindrance, and I appreciate the opportunity to be here and see how you work!

Good. Moving forward I’ll try to be more careful about what I send, and who I send it to. Apologies again. Try and get some rest. Big day tomorrow. Goodnight.

Night, boss.

Mike | 11:20pm

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Hey babe, you still up?

Hey!

I missed you!

How’d the meeting go?

It actually went really well

Client seemed impressed, and Rupert was very capable

Jumping in at the right moments etc

I think we might actually close this deal by tomorrow

That’s great!

Does that mean you’ll be home sooner?

Unfortunately not!

Still so much to do

That’s lame

The house feels empty without you

Awww, that’s sad! I miss you too!

But listen

Something else happened

What do you mean?

Sigh

Look, don’t hate me

But to make up for what happened with Rupert walking in on me

I sent you a sexy picture

I would never be mad about receiving your nudes lol

But I don’t think I got anything?

Yeah

That’s the problem

Obviously I was thinking about what happened with Rupert when I sent it (because I was sending it to make up for the fact I’m basically living with him for a week!) and I actually ended up sending it TO Rupert

You’re joking, right?

I wish I was

What was the picture?

It was like

Gahhhh

I don’t even want to tell you

So fucking embarrassing

You’re scaring me

Sorry

It was just a cleavage picture

Ahh

Well at least it wasn’t that bad then!

Yeahhh, but I’ll be honest

It was a low cut top

And I’m pushing my tits together

And the fabric is kind of transparent

And I have my mouth open

And my tongue out

You know

Where you like to…finish

Hold on I’ll send it

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Holy fuck babe

You might not be naked

But I can totally see your nipples

And they are obviously very hard

And your face…

I know

Fuck, that’s so slutty

Hey!

Well I’m not wrong! That’s why you sent it, isn’t it? To tease me…

True

Well it worked

You look really fucking hot

Well, thanks, I guess?

You’re not making me feel any better about sending it to the wrong guy!

The hotter you think it is the worse I feel for sending it to Rupert!

Yeah…sorry

Obviously I’m not feeling great about it either

Did you delete it from your chat?

I tried but it won’t let me

So he just…has a picture of my girlfriend’s tits now? Forever?

Kind of

You know what he’s going to do with it, right?

Right?

Probably multiple times

Ew!

Don’t say that!

No he’s not!

He definitely is!

He’s got a picture of his boss in a transparent top

With huge tits

And hard nipples

And a face like she’s waiting for cum

OH GOD STOP

IT’S SO EMBARRASSING I’M GONNA DIEEEEEEE

Hmmm

What?

Nothing

Go on…

Ugh, I don’t know

It’s kind of hot that he has it though? Right?

????

What!?

Sorry I said that!

No, it’s okay, I think? Just surprising!

It’s hard to explain

Try!

Like…my brain doesn’t like it

But…other parts of me seem to like it very much…

Oh god, really?

Maybe

A little bit

Like I said, I can’t stop thinking about him seeing you naked

And now this

Maybe it kind of turns me on that some other guy has that picture…

Eeek

Really?

I don’t know what to say

Sorry

I don’t mean to make it weird!

Nooooooo

It’s okay

I know you love me

I just

Maybe I think it’s hot that YOU think it’s hot

Oh god

Really?

Well maybe I think it’s hot that you think it’s hot that I think it’s hot!

Haha

Hotception!

So what now?

What do you mean?

What are your plans?

For teasing him more?

No!

For work!

Oh lol

So our first meeting is at 11 tomorrow…

CLICK HERE TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS ON DAY TWO!

Amy thought joining the convent would make the thoughts go away, and for the first few weeks, it worked. Things felt different, both internally and externally. She rose at dawn with the other sisters, knelt in prayer until her knees ached, and sang hymns in the chapel while sunlight streamed through the iridescent glass. She learned to fold laundry with a precision previously inaccessible and unimportant to her. She learned to sweep in silence, the actions of the broom replacing her thoughts and acting as a meditation. And she learned to reduce the temptation of returning to her old ways wherever she could, keeping her eyes lowered when the young male delivery driver brought goods from the town.

The routine soothed her, and for a while, she was saved.

But her body hadn’t forgotten what it was like to be used, to be touched, to be filled, to grind herself on the tongue of a submissive man, to reach her hand behind herself and grab the shaft of his–

She breathed deeply and looked up at the sky.

It was the worst at night. The convent was quiet then, the air heavy with the scent of snuffed wax candles and ancient incense. She would lie rigid on her cot, sheets tucked tightly around her, trying to think of scripture, of hymns, of anything but…that.

But inevitably, her mind would slip. A remembered partner, heavy in her palm. The weight of a man’s body pinning her down. The way her breasts used to bounce when she rode.

It was a trial from God. That was all. Just a temptation she was meant to resist. Sometimes, awakening with a hot sticky throbbing between her legs, she would force herself to plunge her hands into the freezing wash-water, the shock numbing her flesh and dragging her mind back to purity. It worked for a little a while…

…and then she met Sister Maria.

Sister Maria wasn’t like the other nuns. Despite her long time at the convent, she still moved quickly; like she still remembered crowds, the grocery aisles, the hands on subway poles. She wasn’t slow and serene like the others, and when she laughed, it was quick and low, not the churchy-smile-sound the older sisters used. Everyone seemed to revere her with a mix of admiration and unease.

The first time Amy spoke to her directly was in the laundry room. They were wringing sheets side by side, working silently for several minutes before Maria glanced over at her struggling with a twisted knot of fabric. “Here,” she said, stepping close, wrapping her arms around her and covering her hands with her own. She folded it easily, pinching the corners and stretching out Amy’s arms. “See?”

“Yes,” Amy whispered, her body lighting up at being used. “I see.”

That night, Amy dreamt of Maria and woke up needy.

She prayed.

***

A week later, during a thunderstorm, Maria caught her by the elbow.

“Come, Sister Amy. I need you in the cellar with me.”

They took a lantern and went down together. The stone steps were damp and the pump chugged steadily in the corner, water trickling into the drain as it should.

“Looks like it’s fine,” Maria said. “I was worried it might have given out due to the rain. All glory to the Highest.”

She set the lantern on a crate and leaned back against a shelf. Amy waited for her to say something but instead she just seemed to be looking at her, watching her eve, her legs opening slightly. Amy cleared her throat and looked away in embarrassment.

“Uh…should we go back up? The other sisters will be waiting…”

“Sure.” The lantern’s light flickered on Maria’s face, but she didn’t move. “You’re always so tense,” Maria smiled. “It doesn’t have to be like that, you know?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Yes, you do.” Maria stepped forward. “We have ways of helping each other in the sisterhood, and it looks like you need help now…”

“I…I…”

“Open your mouth.”

The words were soft, a simple instruction, leaving no room for misunderstanding. Amy obeyed, and they maintained eye contact with each other as Maria slid two fingers between her lips, pressing down on her tongue.

“Good girl,” Maria whispered. “Hands behind your back.”

Amy obeyed instinctively, her arms shaking as she clasped them together. Maria’s fingers pressed deeper, then eased out, wet. Maria smeared the wetness across her lips before sliding her fingers back in again.

“You’ve been so desperate recently, haven’t you?”

Amy closed her eyes in shame and nodded, closing her lips around Maria’s fingers and sucking. Maria smiled benevolently, as if this was exactly what she had been expecting. She allowed her to suck and lick a little longer and then gently pulled her hand away. For a horrified moment, Amy was sure she had crossed the line. That was, until Maria sucked her own fingers clean with her tongue.

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