#directorbird

She was nearly finished with the meeting, calmly letting the small group of analysts walk her through the latest intelligence summaries, when the portal clicked on.

No. No no no. Mel’s voice faltered mid-sentence as a rush of heat bloomed between her thighs. And the only clear thought that rang through her mind was- Val, you fucking bitch.

She hadn’t said anything about during the meeting. Only before. Val had found the loophole and was already exploiting it.

It didn’t start with licking this time. Instead, Mel felt soft, warm lips pressing gentle kisses along her outer folds. Val’s nose nudged softly against her clit, rubbing in tiny circles while those plush lips kept kissing her slow and affectionately. Kiss after kiss, right on her increasingly slick pussy. It was somehow worse than the rough stuff. The tenderness made her throb, made her anticipate as heat flooded over her, making her grow wet and needy almost instantly.

Mel squeezed her thighs together under the table, trying to keep her expression neutral. “So, in the report-” Her voice nearly squeaked when something cold and slippery touched her entrance. Familiar with the way lube felt, her heart kicked up so fast at the thought of why Val thought she needed this much. Val was drizzling it generously over her folds, coaxing it with her fingers, gingerly dripping some inside her.

She tried to end the meeting fast. “Actually, we can wrap up the meeting here uh, any further questions?”

One of the analysts raised his hand, her eye nearly twitched, and then he launched into a long-winded question about cross-referencing data sets. At the exact same moment, a thin, smooth dildo pushed into Mel’s slick, lubed cunt.

She nearly gasped, barely covered it by clearing her throat, and leaned back into the chair, crossing her arms.

It slid in slowly, easy with all the lube. Mel’s eyes widened. She dug her nails into her forearm, biting the inside of her cheek hard. The toy felt different this time. There was something new, the movements didn't feel like Val was just sliding her up and down.

Mel’s voice came out strained as she tried to answer the analyst. “That’s… a good point. We can… mmh… look into adjusting the parameters in the next cycle.”

Under the table, her hips gave a tiny, helpless roll, chasing the slow paced thrusts. Whatever Val was using felt incredible, it made everything flutter and clench greedily around it.

Mel’s phone vibrated on the table. She glanced down while the analyst was still talking.

Val: Fuck, you feel so good. So nice and wet. God I wish I could see your face right now. Bet you’re doing that cute little concentrated frown so no one knows you’re getting fucked.

Mel was furious. And horribly, shamefully turned on. The toy kept sliding into her, forcing her to continuously adjust in her chair for a better angle, the thrusts felt so different than yesterday and she wanted badly to call Val, to know what in the hell she's doing. Maybe make her stop, but, well… her cheeks burned, it felt too good, really, really good, maybe she could handle it for a few minutes more. After all, her next meeting was in a few hours. She had the time.

She kept her voice impressively steady, answering the last few questions with clipped professionalism until she finally closed the meeting. “Thank you, everyone. We’ll pick this up next week.”

The moment the door clicked shut behind the last analyst, Mel snatched up her phone and called Val, sinking back into the chair with her legs spread... just for a better angle.

Val answered on the second ring, surprisingly, with a video call.

The camera angle heated up her entire face, and traveled all the way down to her neck. Pleasure jolted down her legs at the sight: pointed straight down at Val’s spread thighs. Mel finally saw it- a blue double-ended dildo buried deep in both of them, the middle section glistening with their combined wet arousal. Val’s free hand was gripping the cylinder, slowly working it between them, fucking herself with the other half, driving the toy into Mel with every roll of her hips.

Oh my god.

Val was fucking them both at the same time.

“Look at you,” Val purred, voice barely above a whisper. The camera shifted slightly, showing more of Mel’s swollen, stuffed pussy through the portal’s connection. “So pretty like this. You're such a good girl for letting me use you in the middle of the office.”

“Val, you fuckin-” Mel’s insult dissolved into a helpless moan as Val suddenly shoved the dildo all the way in, bottoming out in both of them at once. Their clits pressed together around the base of the toy.

Then Val started grinding.

She rolled her hips in mind-numbing circles, forcing their clits to rub directly against each other with the dildo buried deep inside them both. The wet, squelching sounds were loud through the phone's speakers. Mel’s head fell back against the chair, a broken whimper escaping her as she watched the screen helplessly.

Val was fucking them both, thrusting the toy in short little strokes that made their clits grind and catch with every movement. And she watched it all, felt it all and became fuzzy all over. Inhibitions lowered fast.

“Fuck- Val- oh god,” Mel moaned, no longer trying to stay quiet in the empty conference room. Her hips jerked up involuntarily, chasing the intense pleasure. The double-ended connection made everything feel filthy and intimate. She watched as every thrust Val gave drove the toy deeper into Mel, making their juices mix and drip down the shaft.

Val’s breathing grew ragged on the other end. “That’s it. Let me hear you. Come on me like the needy little slut I know you are.”

Mel wanted to argue that it was Val who kept doing this but then she fucked them faster, the wet slap of their clits rubbing and smacking, echoed through the video call. Mel came first, with a choked cry, unable to look away from the squirting mess around the base. The sight and feeling must've pushed Val over the edge because she followed right after. She moaned loud, mashing their pussies together through both orgasms until they were both shaking and oversensitive.

Mel was still panting, thighs trembling, when Val finally pulled the toy out slowly, letting the camera catch the way Mel’s arousal dripped out. The sight made her bashful and turned on all at once, the shamefulness of liking it this time around sent blissful shivers up her spine.

“You’re going to pay for this,” Mel whispered hoarsely, glaring at the screen even as aftershocks rippled through her. “Hope it was worth it.”

Val smirked, delighted and glowing, “I’m counting on it.”

Then she gave the camera a little kiss goodbye and turned off the portal. Leaving Mel sitting there, heart pounding loudly, tingling down below and suddenly very messy and sticky. Something she needs to clean up.

When she catches her breath.

There is one thing she's sure of, she's going to make Val understood the consequences of her actions.

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~to be continued~

Sneak peak below

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Val laughed softly, running her fingers through Mel’s hair. “It was only the last ten minutes. You handled it beautifully.”

Mel sat back on her heels, anger permeating her insides, making her voice stern. “Turn around.”

Val’s grin widened. She rolled over obediently onto her stomach, arching her back just enough to present her ass and the glistening wetness still between her thighs. She wondered if Val thought about this, if she was fantasizing about it while Mel lost her mind trying to find her at work.

Later that night, they were home in bed. Basking in the low, amber lights as they got ready for sleep, Mel lay on her back in nothing but her underwear and a large loose shirt, watching Val with narrowed eyes as the older woman crawled over her, hair still wet from a shower.

“Why did you do that today?” Mel asked, voice meaner than she wanted, but she was so angry with the woman above. “I said not during work.”

“But you were on a break. It was a quickie.”

Mel rolled her eyes. “Val, we could’ve had a quickie in your office.”

“It wouldn't have been the same.” Val jutted out her bottom lip, feigning innocence, but Mel didn't buy it.

“It still went over my break. You could've waited until after hours if you wanted something longer. You made me late and-”

Val snorted, “Mel, no one cared, the meeting ran fine, everything was fine.”

“I cared!” Mel frowned, roughly shifting underneath her, even gave an indignant huff.

But Val just smiled as sweetly as she could, settled her weight between Mel’s spread thighs. Pressed herself against her crotch, and rolled her hips in a lazy grind, putting pressure against her center.

“I know what you're doing,” Mel wrapped her legs around her, slightly slowing her efforts down. “Don't avoid the question. Why did you do it?”

Val sighed, “I just wanted to try it,” she whispered, keeping the tone intimate. She braced her hands on either side of Mel’s head, leaning down so their faces were inches apart. Another slow grind that began to excite her much more than she really wanted.

“Val.” Mel warned, even if the effect was lessened by the sudden softness in her voice

Val continued. “I needed to know what it felt like to have you at my mercy while you tried to be all professional.” She shrugged. “Couldn’t help myself.” Then she pressed her lips against her neck, wet little droplets from her hair pecking her jaw. “Do you forgive me?”

Mel’s breath hitched, the smell of fresh shampoo and body wash permeated the air. She closed eyes, letting the memory replay: the way she had gotten so impossibly wet, the helplessness of it. She couldn’t have pulled away even if she’d wanted to, the portal kept her right there for Val to use. Her warm, coaxing tongue licking between her folds. The thick, ridged dildo that deliciously fucked her until she came once. And then Val’s own soaked pussy rubbing against hers, all their hot arousal mixing until Mel had squirted all over her.

“Hm.” She tried to play along, even as she felt herself getting turned on again, new wetness coating their sliding crotches as Val kept up that slow grind. “Do I forgive you….” She mused, "that depends… Will you do that again?”

Val sat up, watched her face closely, eyes dark with lust, a knowing smile curved her lips. “So, you did enjoy it?” Another roll of her hips, pressing them together more firmly. “I knew you did.”

Mel’s cheeks burned. She bit her lip, hips coming up to meet Val’s movements. The filthy heat between them was making it hard to think straight. “I… yeah,” she finally admitted, voice breathy. “I did. But no more using it at work.”

Val’s smile widened, triumphant and hungry. She leaned down to kiss her. “Sure, sure, we can talk about it again tomorrow.”

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The next morning Val stopped Mel halfway from getting ready. She sat on the bed, half dressed, eyeing the little suction oval warily as Val held it up with another sweet smile.

“No.” Mel crossed her arms tightly. “Absolutely not. I’m still sour about yesterday, Val. We are not doing this again.”

“Oh come on,” Val hummed, stepping closer with that little smirk she unfortunately loves. “Just one more time? I’ll be good, I promise.”

Mel gave her a flat look. “Pretty sure you said that yesterday. And then you railed me right before a meeting.”

Val tilted her head, feigning innocence. “That was an accident. Mostly. Poor restraint on my part I'll admit.” She trailed a finger down Mel’s arm, voice dropping into that low, coaxing tone she knew worked too well. “I’ll make it worth your while. How about a nice fat bonus on your next paycheck? Or that pay raise you’ve been hinting at for months?”

Mel hesitated, clearly tempted. She sighed heavily, rubbing her temple. “You’re evil. You know that, right?”

Val’s grin widened. “You know some people would say that’s part of my charm.”

She shook her head, gazed up at the happy face Val wore today, and softened. “You really want me to wear it. Don't you?”

Val nodded enthusiastically.

“Okay.” Mel relented, cheeks already flushing. “But only because of the raise. That’s it.” She pointed a stern finger at Val. “And I mean it this time. Do not use it before a meeting again. I almost died yesterday.”

Val leaned in and kissed her softly, all sweetness and mischief. “That's a little dramatic but sure, scouts honor.” She held up three fingers, crossing her heart. “I won’t turn it on before any meetings today.”

She stepped between her legs, got on her knees, pulled her panties aside and sealed the oval over Mel’s center, it suctioned on right away, then Val gave her a gentle pat right over the device.

“All done.” Val smirked up at her before giving her knee a little peck.

Mel narrowed her eyes again. “I don’t trust that look one bit.”

Val just chuckled about it.

And maybe she should've clarified some things more, like asking Val when she planned to do whatever it is she planned. Instead, she finished getting ready. The device settled snugly against her, hidden under her clothes, and they headed into the office. Mel made Val buy her breakfast and as they split for the morning, Val looked around Mel's empty office and gave her a sweet kiss before leaving.

Their morning schedules deviated from one another, Mel kept busy, forgetting again about the suctioned oval between her legs. It really is hard to tell it's there when it's not active.

Eventually, Val poked her head into Mel’s office just before ten. “I'm getting roped into an awful meeting about next month's budgeting. So I won't make it our next meeting with the analysts. It’s just a simple update on the latest reports. Nothing major. You've got this one, right?”

Mel nodded, trusting her. “Yeah, I can handle it.”

Big mistake.

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~to be continued~

Sneak peak below

“Look at you,” Val purred, voice barely above a whisper. The camera shifted slightly, showing more of Mel’s swollen, stuffed pussy through the portal’s connection. “So pretty like this. You're such a good girl for letting me use you in the middle of the office.”

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Mel sat at her desk, legs crossed tightly under her black skirt, pretending to review the latest report while her mind kept drifting back to that morning in Val’s office.

Valentina had been in a chipper mood, holding up two pieces of alien tech like they were fancy new toys. “Confiscated it from some interdimensional smuggler.” She’d explained, a little satisfied grin on her visage. “It’s a two-way portal toy. Little suction oval seals right over your...well, lack of a better term, your pussy.”

Mel nearly dropped her tablet, but Val continued, ignoring the stunned look on her assistants face.

“Once on, it connects to this cylinder." Mel eyed the black sleek cylinder in her hand, and wondered briefly where Val was going with this, "When this end, the cylinder turns on, whoever is wearing the suction end, shows up. Anywhere. Anytime. The unofficial name is portal pussy.”

Mel titled her head, "What do you mean anytime, anywhere?"

Val held up the circular oval and the cylinder, made a lewd gesture of the cylinder going in the oval, "it's in the name Mel, portal pussy."

Once it clicked, Mel had immediately shaken her head. “No. Absolutely not, Val. I have meetings all day. We’re at work.”

Val had scoffed. “It’s a non-busy day. You’ll be fine.”

Mel kept shaking her head, arms crossed tightly over her chest. “No. I’m not wearing that thing while I’m working. We could try it this weekend, but not today.” She paused, eyeing the small oval device with fresh suspicion. “Wait… is that thing even clean?”

Val rolled her eyes. “It’s an unused one. Literally just took it out of the box this morning.”

Mel stared at her warily, both eyebrows raised.

Val sighed, clearly fighting a smile. “Yes, I cleaned it once it came out of the box. No weird space shit, I promise. It’s pristine.”

Only then did Val step closer, jutting out her lower lip in that pout she unfortunately finds attractive. “Come on. It’ll be fun. You’ll barely feel it until I decide otherwise.” Her hands landed gently on Mel’s arms, rubbing soothing circles in an attempt to unwind the tension there. “It’ll be fun.”

“No, Val. I mean it. This is a terrible idea.” Mel crossed her arms, trying to hold her ground even as Val backed her toward the desk, and kept on smiling.

“Sit down for me.” She gently pushed Mel into her chair, then sank gracefully to her knees between Mel’s legs. Soft, warm hands slid up her calves, pushing her skirt higher and higher until it bunched around her hips. Val pressed sweet little kisses along her inner thighs, nipping softly at the sensitive skin, breaking her resolve. She could never push her away when she was giving her the sweetest kisses.

“Val…” Mel’s protest was already weakening, her breath catching as Val hooked her fingers onto the crotch of her panties and slowly dragged them down her legs.

“Let’s just. Just try it on, see if it fits. That’s all. If it doesn't then I'll never bring it up again.” Val leaned in and gave Mel one long, slow lick, tongue gliding between her folds and flicking teasingly over her clit, making her shiver, a soft hitch of breath escaped before she could stop it.

Val pulled back with a satisfied grin, then carefully pressed the soft suction oval against her. It sealed on seamlessly, hugging and sealing around perfectly. “Oh, it does fit. There. See? Not bad, hm?”

Mel glared down at her, cheeks flushed. "Val..." she warned.

"Just for today? Hm?" She kissed her inner thigh again, lovingly blinking up at her.

Mel pointed a finger at Val’s amused gaze. “Do not use it while I’m working, Val. I’m serious.”

Val stood up, kissed her sweetly on the mouth, and smiled like an angel. “Okay, sure. Promise.”

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Everything was fine afterwards. The oval suctioned band was barely noticeable unless she really shifted in her seat and thought about it. Her day went by, eventually, between all the people and work, she forgot it was on her. Until her mid-morning break.

She was alone in her office, finally allowing herself a moment of reprieve, when the portal activated.

The first sensation was weird, at first she thought maybe there's a hole in her underwear, maybe she sat on something cold because it feels like there's nothing covering her down below. It doesn't click until something warm and wet like a tongue dragged up the length of her slit, parting her folds with languid movements.

Mel’s breath hitched high, she automatically squeezed her legs together before reaching down and up her skirt and found...not nothing no, rather something covering her in the shape of the oval. She gripped the edge of her desk, knuckles protruding as something licked her again, shoving what feels like a face and lips against her opening, savoring every inch like tasting something delicious.

“Shit,” Mel whispered under her breath. It had to be one person and one person only.

The lick came again, lazier this time, parting her folds and tasting every inch of her. She could practically see Val lounging somewhere private with that black cylinder pressed to her lips, tongue working the portal. Her clit throbbed as Val circled it, teasing, before sliding back down to push inside her entrance. She hummed and Mel kicked the edge of her desk as she ate her out from wherever the hell she was. Worse, she couldn't move away or push Val's head away.

Mel lasted less than a minute before she shoved back from her desk on shaky legs. She stormed down the hallway toward Val’s office, heels clicking furiously, everything down below throbbing with every step. The licking never stopped. Val’s tongue fucked into her, her nose brushed and smashed against her folds, thankfully all her mess stayed on the other side of the portal.

She swung the door open, ready to tell Val to fucking stop.

But Val’s office was empty. Lights off. No one in the chair behind her desk.

She texted her, already strutting back down the hall, frantically typing: Val what the fuck. Turn it off.

No reply. Instead, the portal shifted. Two slender fingers slid into Mel’s soaked cunt without warning, sinking to the knuckle while Val’s tongue kept working her clit. Mel stumbled, catching herself against the wall. A soft, needy moan tried to escape; she bit it back, turning it into a cough as someone walked past. Mel forced a tight smile at their concerned look and kept moving, even as those fingers curled inside her, sending jolts of excitement up her spine.

You can’t just DO this, she thought furiously, but her pussy clenched and fluttered around the fingers anyway. Val wiggled them, rubbing that spot that made her knees weak, pumping in and out.

She finally made it back toward her own desk on pure willpower, face flushed, breathing shallowly, her legs trembled. The fingering grew faster as she bent over her desk, wondering where the fuck her boss was hiding. Then it changed.

The fingers withdrew, leaving her empty and thankful it’s over as she looked at the clock. Fifteen minutes before her next meeting, it's best they stop here. The relief lasted a heartbeat before something much thicker, slowly pushed inside her.

“Oh my god-” Mel barely made it to the door of her office to lock it before her legs gave out.

With the door locked she braced herself against it, fingers digging into her skirt, breathing heavily, staring at the ceiling as the portal went wild. It felt like a thick ridged dildo, sinking deep into her in one long thrust.

“Fuck, Val-” Mel gasped, sliding down to the floor. The ridged toy stretched her so nicely, every bump dragging along her sensitive walls as Val began to slowly pull and push it into her while her mouth latched onto her swollen clit, sucking hard.

The suction seal kept everything contained on her end, but Mel could still feel how obscenely wet she was, her pussy so slick the thick dildo slipped in and out with humiliating ease. She could only imagine the filthy, wet squelching sounds Val was hearing on the other side as she fucked her.

Mel reached blindly for the edge of her skirt, then pressed her back harder against the locked office door, unsure how to angle her body or where to even put her hands. She didn’t know how to move with Val, whether to push back, spread her legs wider, or just take it. The frustration made everything feel even more intense.

The major downside to the portal hit her here- she had no idea what Val looked like right now. Whether she wore that smug, satisfied smirk while she drove the toy deep, or how her own breathing sounded as she sucked greedily on Mel’s clit. Mel was completely alone in the office, getting fucked, while Val was somewhere else enjoying every second of it. And she longed to run her hands through the white streak in Val’s hair, squeeze her thighs around her body, even just hearing her was sorely missed.

She tried to stay quiet. She really did. But a broken moan slipped out as Val angled the dildo just right. Mel’s hips bucked involuntarily, trying to ride the toy that was entirely at the beckons of Val. Desperate little sounds kept escaping, little whimpers, gasps, and she wished she could tell Val to slow down. Mel closed her eyes, could practically picture her: cylinder in one hand, the other holding up the dildo while she used Mel like a toy.

Mel came hard, biting her fist to muffle the cry as her body spasmed in a blissful wave around the thick toy, squeezing her eyes shut, she thought again- finally, it's over. It has to be over.

But Val didn’t stop. The dildo kept thrusting through her orgasm, slower, stirring up what is surely a wet mess while Val’s mouth continued lapping and sucking her oversensitive clit.

Mel tightly clutched the hem of her skirt, chest heaving, cunt still full and twitching. Her phone buzzed.

Val: Wasn't that fun? You seem like you're having a GREAT time.

Mel let out a shaky laugh, head tipped back against the door as another deep thrust made her moan. She couldn't take it anymore. The meeting is sure to start soon and she needs to get cleaned up.

She fumbled for her phone, fingers awkwardly typing misspelling after misspelling before she decided to just call Val.

“Val, pick up, you fucking- ah-” Her words cut off in a broken moan as Val angled the toy just right, grinding the ridges against the spot that practically vibrated down her legs. Mel was soaked, embarrassingly so, and it felt so good. But, she really needed it to end. Now.

The call finally connected.

“Hi sweetie,” Val’s voice purred through the speaker, amused and elated, like she wasn’t currently fucking Mel in hiding.

She tugged at the collar of her shirt, feeling hot at the noise in the background, Mel could hear her own desperate, wet sounds echoing back to her through the phone. The obscene squelch of the dildo plunging into her mixed with her own ragged breathing and whimpers. It was mortifying. It was hot as hell.

“Val- please,” Mel gasped, voice shaky and uneven. She tried to sound professional, but it came out breathless. “We have that briefing in- ah- like, five minutes. You can’t- fuck- I can’t walk in there like this. Please- I need you to stop-”

A low, throaty chuckle came from Val. “Mmm, but you sound so pretty.” She fucked her just a little faster and Mel groaned despite herself, “Listen to that. You’re drenched, Mel. You really want me to stop?”

The dildo gave one final, deep thrust before it slowly withdrew, leaving Mel’s cunt clenching around nothing. She whimpered at the sudden emptiness, hips twitching forward instinctively. And for just a moment she was able to take in much needed reprieve, even though her whole lower half was buzzing with a need for more, it needed to end there.

Then something else replaced it.

Something so soft and warm, and all plush folds rubbed directly against her own, hot and slick gliding along hers. “Oh my god- Val, what is that?”

“Hm?” Val began to pant, “oh this?” She pressed her cunt further into the warmth, rubbing her clit along….

“Val is that-?” Mel couldn't even bring herself to say it.

"It's me, don't worry," Val hummed out.

Val was grinding her pussy against the portal, against Mel’s cunt, like they were scissoring through the void. The sensation was overwhelming, Val’s swollen clit dragging over hers, their wetness mixing, the velvety heat of Val’s pussy lips kissing and sliding messily against Mel’s.

“Oh my god- Val- I really need you to stop-” Mel whimpered, head falling back with a thud. The press of their clits together was- god- she couldn't even think past the thought of- it felt delicious. Mel could feel how wet Val was too, slippery arousal coating her own folds making everything glide nicely together.

She couldn’t hold back. The stimulation after everything else was too much. Mel’s heels dug, slipped, and scraped along the floor as her orgasm coated her in extreme blooming heat. She felt a hot gush spray out. But thanks to the portal, none of it hit the office floor. Every drop, every messy spurt, went straight through to Val, splashing against her own center, her thighs, probably soaking her wherever she was.

Val moaned loudly over the phone, the sound filthy and satisfied. “Fuck- you really enjoyed yourself. You just squirted all over me. Mel, are you sure you want me to stop? Would you wear it during the meeting? Hm?”

Mel was panting, trembling, aftershocks still rippling through her as Val kept slowly grinding their pussies together, smearing the new wetness everywhere. The meeting was seconds away from starting and Mel could barely think, let alone stand.

“Val… please…” she whispered hoarsely, even as her hips rolled weakly against the decadent slide of Val’s soaked pussy. “We’re going to be late…I need you to turn it off. Go to the meeting. And we'll talk about this later.”

Val’s only answer was a wicked little laugh and another mean roll of her hips, dragging her clit firmly against Mel’s. She said a quick goodbye, ended the phone call and clicked the portal off.

Mel finally caught her breath after the portal session ended. The moment the connection clicked off, she peeled the suction oval off with a wet pop. She felt so puffy, swollen, and still leaking. She managed to run to the restroom on shaky legs, cleaned herself quickly with paper towels, thighs trembling as she wiped away the evidence of how hard she’d come. A few deep breaths later, she straightened her skirt, fixed her hair in the mirror, and slipped back into the hallway like nothing had happened, even as her heart kept pounding so hard she thought everyone would hear it.

She made it to the meeting room, only a couple of minutes late, murmuring a quick apology about “traffic in the halls” and an urgent call. The other operatives waved it off.

Val arrived ten minutes later, grinned at her in particular before offering an excuse about an important phone call she couldn't get away from. She even had the fake concern in her voice down pat. Mel shot her a glare across the table. Val just smiled innocently, though her eyes gleamed, telling Mel she felt no remorse.

The rest of the day dragged on. Mel sat through briefings with her thighs pressed tight together, still feeling echoes of Val’s tongue, the ridged dildo, and the slick heat of their pussies grinding against each other.

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~to be continued~

The next chapter won't have a lot of filth. More like a bridge to the filth. But here's a sneak preview anyway:

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“Oh come on,” Val hummed, stepping closer with that little smirk she unfortunately loves. “Just one more time? I’ll be good, I promise.”

Mel gave her a flat look. “Pretty sure you said that yesterday. And then you railed me right before a meeting.”

Val tilted her head, feigning innocence. “That was an accident. Mostly. Poor restraint on my part I'll admit.” She trailed a finger down Mel’s arm, voice dropping into that low, coaxing tone she knew worked too well. “I’ll make it worth your while. How about a nice fat bonus on your next paycheck? Or that pay raise you’ve been hinting at for months?”

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