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He was still on the phone when she walked in. “Bro… you want me to sleep with her? That’s the agreement? You fucked up and now she has to take your best friend’s dick?” He hesitated, but finally agreed. It would save the relationship, apparently. She didn’t look mad at all when she arrived. “Do we just start?” she asked. They began with slow kisses that quickly turned hungry. Clothes came off. She dropped to her knees, took his cock into her mouth, and sucked him deep, looking up. “You don’t do that at home with him, do you?” “No… not at home.” He pulled her onto the couch, spread her legs, and slid into her soaked pussy in one thrust. She moaned loud and wrapped her legs around him. “Goddamn… I definitely like this position. You came at the right time.” He fucked her hard and deep, changing angles, pulling her hair, doing all the things she clearly wasn’t getting at home. She came hard around him, shaking, then climbed on top and rode him reverse so he could watch her ass bounce. “Make sure you go home to him with a full story of what we did.” Near the end he flipped her onto all fours and pounded her until he pulled out and came across her back and ass. She stayed there for a moment, still breathing hard, then smiled. “I need my boy to fuck up more often. This is the agreement.”

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Peter was drowning in overdue reports when Lainie walked into his office. “Mike wants those numbers fixed immediately. What’s going on?” He begged for an hour to clear his head. She agreed to stall and left. When she came back sooner than expected, she found him with his cock out, watching porn on the company computer. “Is this how you gather your thoughts?” Instead of reporting him, she locked the door, walked over, and wrapped her hand around his thick shaft. “I kinda like it. Why don’t I help you focus?” She dropped to her knees, spit on his cock, and took him deep into her throat, sucking while he kept the video playing. When he was rock hard she stood, hiked up her skirt, and sank down onto him right there in the office chair. “Slide that cock in… I love you deep in my pussy…” She rode him steadily, talking about numbers and deadlines between moans. He bent her over the desk next, fucking her hard from behind while she gripped the edge and pushed back. “Work this pussy like you’re gonna work those numbers… take all that tension out on me…” They switched again — her on the desk on her back with legs spread, then a messy titfuck, then she even stroked him with her feet while he watched. Every position came with the same dirty encouragement: stay focused, get the reports right, this is better than any video. Near the end she pulled him deep and let him flood her with thick cum while she clenched around him. “I sure hope that’s all it took to get those numbers just right.” Peter, still catching his breath, promised the reports would be on Mike’s desk before the end of the day. “Next time we have this issue,” Lainie said, smoothing her skirt, “just call me. You don’t need the computer.”

Everyone else had already left the classroom. Mrs. Everhart locked the door and turned to Juan. “Do you know why you’re still here? That little note I saw you trying to pass.” He denied it at first, but she made him open the binder. Inside was a single line: Mrs. Everhart has a super hot ass. She stared at it for a second, then laughed softly. “I’m actually pretty flattered. I put in a lot of work over the break. Do you want to touch it?” Juan hesitated, but she bent over the desk, pulled her dress up, and guided his hands to her full, firm cheeks. He squeezed and slapped while she moaned approval. “You can keep touching… come around here for a better feel.” Clothes came off next. She had him undo her bra, then sat on the edge of the desk and pulled his face between her legs. “Stick your tongue out and diddle my clit… let me ride your face.” She ground against his mouth until she came, thighs shaking. Then she pushed him onto his back on the desk, straddled him, and sank down onto his thick cock in one slow motion. “I’m going to teach you how to really fuck a pussy… nice and slow at first… then pick up the speed.” She rode him hard, tits bouncing, coaching him the whole time. When she wanted more she flipped around, bent over the desk, and let him take her from behind, pounding deep while she told him what a good student he was. Near the end she dropped to her knees, looked up, and opened her mouth. “I want you to come on my face… paint it with your cum… write the answer right on my face.” He stroked himself and covered her cheeks, lips, and tongue with thick ropes while she stayed still and took it. Afterwards she wiped a finger through the mess, tasted it, and smiled. “Staying late isn’t so bad, is it? I think I’m going to have to schedule more private lessons for you.”

Charlie sat across from Sam’s desk, heart pounding but voice steady. “My boyfriend Dean works for you. You’ve been riding him nonstop. We had a weekend planned for our anniversary and now you’re making him work. I’m here to see if there’s anything I can do so you’ll ease up on him.” Sam leaned back, unimpressed at first. Work was work. Time off wasn’t happening with a big project coming. Charlie took a breath and made her offer. “What if I make a trade? You get me… one time… and you lay off Dean. No one knows. One-time deal.” That changed everything. Sam’s eyes dragged over her body. “How the hell does little Dean have a girl like you?” She didn’t answer. Instead she stood, walked around the desk, and dropped to her knees. When she freed his cock she froze for a second. “I didn’t realize it was this big… I can’t even fit it in my mouth.” She tried anyway, sucking as deep as she could, gagging, stroking what she couldn’t take while he watched. When he pulled her up she bent over the desk, skirt hiked, and he pushed into her tight pussy in one long stroke. “Oh god… you’re stretching me…” He fucked her hard from behind first, then turned her around and lifted one leg so he could drive even deeper. She came once around him, still moaning about how good it felt and how Dean could never know. He put her on the desk on her back, legs spread wide, and pounded her until she came again, shaking. Near the end he pulled out, stroked himself over her stomach and tits, and painted her with thick ropes of cum while she watched. Afterwards she cleaned up quickly, fixed her clothes, and looked at him. “That was the one-time deal. We’re done. Nothing’s ever said about this again. Dean gets the weekend off. We’re going on vacation.” Sam just nodded, still half-hard. “I guess that’s that.”

Venus didn’t even knock. She walked straight into the boss’s house, heart pounding, determined. “We need to talk. Every day Craig comes home upset because of the way you treat him. You’re running him into the ground. I can’t live like this anymore.” The man leaned back, unimpressed. “It’s business. Either he works or I get rid of him. What exactly do you want me to do?” She swallowed hard. “What if I propose something… and in return you go a little easier on him? What if I let you fuck me… just this once.” That changed everything. His eyes dragged over her body. “Looking pretty good over there. Let me see what you’ve got.” She stood, nervous but resolute, and slowly stripped. He watched every piece of clothing fall. When she was naked he pulled her closer, ran his hands over her soft skin, then guided her to her knees. “I didn’t realize you were this big… I’ve never been with anyone this big before.” Venus wrapped her lips around his thick cock and started sucking, taking him as deep as she could. He groaned, one hand in her hair, telling her she was doing a good job and that this would help her husband. She worked him with her mouth and hands until he was rock hard and leaking. He pulled her up, led her to the couch, and sat down. “Why don’t you ride this?” She climbed onto his lap, positioned the fat head against her already wet pussy, and sank down slowly, gasping as he stretched her open. Once she was fully seated she started bouncing, hands on his shoulders, riding him harder and harder while he gripped her ass and thrust up to meet her. “Yes… work for it… good girl…” He flipped her onto her back on the couch and fucked her deep, one leg over his shoulder, pounding until she came hard around him. She stayed open and panting while he kept going, chasing his own release. Near the end he pulled out, stroked himself over her stomach and tits, and painted her with thick ropes of cum. Afterwards she lay there catching her breath, already reaching for her clothes. “We can’t do this again. This isn’t going to happen again. Now you’re going to be nice to Craig.” He smirked, still half-hard. “Yeah… we’ll see.”