Toxic Attraction: Chapter 17 (Patreon)

Hey everyone, I've been a little quiet putting the final touches on this chapter, but it's finally here. Silence from me usually = writing. Thank you to everyone who provided feedback that helped improve this chapter. I've included some small additions here and taken some great nuggets to use in the future.

I can't wait to hear what you think of this chapter. I've been waiting anxiously to write this one as it sets up a few things, most importantly, a scene in chapter 18 I've been dying to write since chapter one.

Big shoutout to Grandeman, as usual, for helping me to polish this chapter up.

May should be a great month for more dirty stories :) Don't forget to check out the attachments to see some attire from Sarah in the back half of this chapter (thank you Roxy).

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Dan realized he was breathing too quickly. He took a moment to try to calm himself down and steady his breath to slow things down. He also realized he was already hard as a rock, a development he was happy to see. Not that he didn’t expect to be able to achieve it, but just that he didn’t have any problems getting hard without his roommate being involved somehow.

After the events of the Dungeons and Dragon game, he realized that he’d fallen off the deep end. Even though he and Sarah had made a pact to keep each other safe, he didn’t think she fully grasped how powerless he’d become when it came to succumbing to his fantasies. He was ashamed at just how easily he’d shrunk back from the wall to let a relative stranger watch his wife at his place at the peephole. To allow her to share her infidelity with other people watching.

His place at the peephole. That just sounded so… wrong …and pathetic. What the fuck was he doing? He’d had a hard time reconciling his thoughts with his actions lately. Work was still a shitshow, but at least he was making an effort to regain control by pursuing side gigs. And that was going pretty well. He felt like he was on the right track. He just needed to put in some more time. But his marriage felt chaotic. Sarah's visits to be with him now seemed to revolve around his roommate, Lester. Just like with his work life, he needed to take back control. He had continued attempting ways to get back in charge there but kept falling short. Somehow, his fantasies always won out. So, tonight, they were trying something else at Dan’s suggestion. He wanted to cut out the middleman and —

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Sarah purred as she climbed into the backseat of the car with him. I don’t remember the last time we played in a car, do you?” She whispered conspiratorially, a mischievous smile playing on her face. She leaned in close and kissed his neck, nuzzling in.

Dan couldn’t remember the last time they’d played outside either, “Probably back sometime before we bought the house.”

He had spent the past few days back home in Middleton with his family. He’d have to make the trek back to Chicago tomorrow, but tonight, he wanted to try something new. Even though he planned to come back for good soon, he felt like he needed to explore his fantasies without Lester present. They needed to do that. Otherwise, it was like they were just stuck in his roommate’s fucked up orbit. That’s why he suggested dropping the kids off at Sarah’s parents' house and spending the evening alone. She was surprised at his suggestion of parking somewhere and fooling around, but she didn’t hesitate to give an enthusiastic ‘yes.’ Her parents were happy to come to their house and babysit the kids until their date night ended. Not exactly what Dan had envisioned but he’d take it.

“Mhmm, you’re probably right,” Sarah turned and bent over into the front seat. The motor on the passenger seat whined as Sarah adjusted it forward. Dan openly ogled his wife’s upturned ass as she worked. He used considerable willpower in not picturing his hideous roommate behind her, his thick fingers mauling her cheeks. Dan blinked as his wife made the same forward adjustment for the driver’s seat before turning back towards him.

Dan couldn’t help but admit how beautiful his wife looked, even while having thought so after all this time. She looked at him with her bedroom eyes, struck now with a look of naughtiness, and kneeled in front of him. She was wearing a gray hoodie that hid her seductive curves, and a pair of sweatpants, and she’d put her hair up in a bun. Not exactly the sexy outfit he had hoped for, but it didn’t dampen his desire for his wife. His cock ached behind the fly of his jeans.

He looked around at the empty parking lot, checking for the hundredth time to see if there were any other cars. Unfortunately, the lot was empty. Dan had researched to find an out-of-the-way parking lot with the privacy of tree cover. This one seemed the best since it was near a popular walking trail and abutted a nature preserve. Still, he hoped it wasn’t too out of the way that no one would show up. He wanted to attempt reenacting one of Sarah’s dates with Lester to try and wrestle back that fantasy for both of their sakes. Looking back at his wife in front of him, she was now focused on his crotch - biting her lower lip, moving her eyes to meet his.

Sarah ran her manicured fingertips up his legs, “So, do you think anyone will show up?”

“I don’t know,” Dan said, feeling his cock lurch against his jeans. He took another glance around the lot, not seeing any movement, and then turned to face Sarah. “I’m not sure if this is a popular spot or not.”

“Well, how badly do you want someone to show up?” Sarah eyed him in the moonlight. He gulped. That look in her eyes as if there were a wild, unquenchable fire behind them. Her unpredictable nature always sent him over the edge. “Will you be disappointed if no one comes?”

“I plan to cum either way,” Dan grinned, “So someone will be cumming, don’t you worry.”

“Mhmmm, that’s for sure,” Sarah whispered, “I’ll make sure of it.”

Her hands reached up and began to undo the button on his waist. With it out of the way, she began tugging his jeans down. She pulled them off, along with his boxers, in a few quick movements until he was naked from the waist down.

“I like what I see,” Sarah grinned, leaning forward and planting soft kisses up his thigh. Working her way up towards his dick. “I was surprised by your suggestion tonight, but I won’t lie. It does turn me on.”

He could feel her hot breath on his thighs, causing him to shiver in anticipation. He hadn’t felt his wife’s mouth on his cock in weeks.

“Your idea got me thinking about other fantasies you might have that we might want to explore. What else can I fulfill for you, baby?” Sarah looked up at him as her tongue darted out and gently ran across his shaft before teasingly retreating back in between her lips. Sarah resumed planting kisses around his crotch, studiously avoiding his balls and shaft. She was determined to tease him until he responded to her. Her tongue burrowed into his upper thigh by his nutsack, twirling and sucking.

Lester immediately flashed into Dan’s mind, thinking how he’d watched him fuck his wife repeatedly through the peephole. How Sarah had enthusiastically fellated the disheveled man and the way he took her in her wedding dress. The time Lester roughly fucked her in the parking garage, and that bum had watched intently. He’d seen his naked wife exposed to the eyes of that dirty stranger as she fucked another man. He thought of Sarah exposed in other ways, all of those nerds watching her, surrounding Lester’s bed as she had rode his cock. Maybe Sarah taking on two random guys, both at once, in some shitty motel in a rough part of Chicago. Her picking up a stranger from the bar and bringing him back to their room, giving him whatever he wanted, serving herself up to be taken.

Shit.

His mind was already losing control again. He needed to get a hold of himself if he was ever going to get this fucking impulsive shit under control. Dan needed to speak and say something. His cock throbbed, requiring his wife’s attention.

“Your office - at work.” Dan finally managed to whisper. He saw a smile flash on Sarah’s face.

“Well,” The hot breath that came with her words seemed to heat up his cock. Her tongue finally made brief contact with his balls, causing his entire body to stiffen. “...I heard Lester is supposed to be coming into the hospital this week. What if he corners me in my office again, Dan? I told him not to last time. We made that deal. Did you want me to change it and fuck him there? There isn’t any closet you can hide in to watch.”

That’s not what he’d meant. He’d meant the two of them. Sarah and him. Her husband. But hearing Lester’s name being brought up in the car - Sarah using it to tease him here and her willingness, at least during this little roleplay, to indulge the idea of fucking Lester at work was too much for him.

“That’s, uh, fuck,” Dan said as Sarah’s tongue began to work up his shaft. “I meant me in your office. Me and you.” In his head, the picture of Lester’s reddened, straining face as his balls exploded and emptied into and onto his wife almost made Dan erupt just then. He opened his eyes, trying to focus on what was happening inside the car.

“Mhmmm,” Sarah’s mouth wrapped around the tip of Dan’s cock. Her tongue felt so warm and wet around his cockhead. The horny husband’s breath caught his throat, and he threw his head back onto the top of the seat. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling as Sarah wrapped her hand around his shaft and started to stroke him as her tongue danced with the head of his cock. He watched as his wife skillfully took his entire length into her mouth, the head of his cock at the opening to her throat.

After a few minutes of sucking, she finally broke contact with him. Dan lifted his head, and Sarah was staring up at him with her fuck me eyes. “Are you sure that’s what you really want? To fuck me in my office at work? Or are you just trying to be a good boy? I bet I know what you really want to see. I know you’re really a bad boy. You want to see my boyfriend fucking me on my desk, don’t you? He’d be a lot to handle during work hours.”

Dan groaned. This wasn’t what he’d planned at all. Sarah knew what buttons to push and was just trying to please him. He couldn’t look at her as he battled his inner demons. He put his head back onto the seat as she continued.

“Lester already takes me out to expensive restaurants. It’s weird. At first, I thought I would hate it but I actually have enjoyed all the dates he has taken me on. Maybe it's because I know that after the dates, I’ll be fucked good…” Sarah was stroking his cock faster. “...really, really fucking good. Nobody makes me cum that hard.” He felt her breath on his balls, and her tongue began to lick circles into them. He groaned, pushing his balls up towards her tongue.

“What a lucky girl I am,” Sarah said between licks of him. He felt her tongue everywhere: his balls, the bottom of his shaft, her tongue even darting under his sack, causing him to squirm. “Not many other women get to have a husband and a boyfriend. One to take care of them and the other to fuck the shit out of them. Though I have to say, Lester has been serving both roles lately.”

“But I think you secretly like that. Don’t you, Dan? Like having Lester take control.” Judging by the tasty mess you left on the wall of your room last time, I’d say that’s true. Mhmmm. I can’t believe I did that. Licked up your cum off the wall. You really have pushed me into becoming such a naughty wife. You and your roommate.”

Dan grabbed the back of Sarah’s head and pulled her to his dick. Sarah moaned as his dick went back into her mouth. He held the back of her head down as she started to bob up and down on his dick, her hand wrapped around the shaft, gripping him tightly. He needed her to stop talking. To stop bringing up Lester and what he does to her. She probably thought her teasing was pushing him over the edge. And it was; that was the problem. He’d wanted a Lester-free night, but still, here he was, thinking about the guy brutally fucking her, making her cum over and over again. And he didn’t want to hear about the mess blasted on the wall again. He hadn’t told her that it wasn’t his. The thought disgusted and turned him on, but he needed her to stop bringing it up. The moaning mewls his wife made as she blew him were starting to get him there, just a-

Dan’s eyes blinked as a light shone on them. He snapped them open to see what it was. Another car was pulling into the lot. The gravel crunching under the weight of the tires. It stayed still for a moment, its headlights shining on their car. Eventually, it turned and pulled up a few spaces away from them.

“We have company,” Dan whispered as he released Sarah’s head. Hopefully, the stranger’s presence would interrupt her teasing about Lester. He wanted this to be about them, not his fat troll roommate.

“Do you think he saw us?” Sarah whispered, her hand still gripping Dan’s cock.

“I don’t know,” Dan breathed, his eyes fixated on the car. Knowing someone was this close to them. To see his wife in a sexual way. This is what he wanted: to explore their fantasies alone. Well, not alone, just not with Lester.

The interior light of the other car came on for a split second as the driver door opened and a man got out. The man loitered around his car for a second, but was clearly looking in their direction. Waiting for some kind of signal or assessment of the situation, Dan wasn’t sure.

Sarah held Dan’s cock as they both watched the stranger make his way around his car and slowly walk towards them. Both of them were breathing harder with every step the man took in their direction.

Dan could partially make him out in the moonlight. A bit older than they were. Likely in his forties. Looked a little rough around the edges. He likely did a blue-collar job of some kind based on his appearance. Maybe he was just getting off of a shift.

“Dan, our windows aren’t tinted like on Lester’s car,” Sarah said as she slowly stroked Dan’s cock. “He is going to be able to see everything. To see me.”

“I know,” Dan whispered back. His eyes darted to the door locks to double-check that they were engaged. The man stepped up to the window of the car, his eyes immediately looking them over before coming to rest on Sarah’s kneeling form.

Dan could tell the guy liked what he saw. The arousal on his face was clear. Sarah took her hand off Dan’s cock, which made him look back at her.

“Well, now that our VIP has arrived, we can get this party started,” Sarah said, raising an eyebrow at Dan. She pulled out the band, holding her hair in a bun. Dan wasn’t sure if the stranger could hear what she had said. He probably could, but Dan wasn’t sure.

Sarah’s golden locks tumbled down, framing her beautiful face. God, this woman’s incredible.

His wife reached down and grabbed the bottom of her oversized hoodie and pulled it off, revealing her a sexy white sports bra underneath. The kind that made her cleavage look amazing, and he would be incredibly jealous of the guys at the gym if she’d ever actually worn it to go work out.

Dan thought he heard the guy outside mutter something, but Dan’s eyes were focused on Sarah’s body. He didn’t know she was planning this or had been hiding such sexy underwear under those frumpy clothes.

“How do you like the show so far?” Sarah said. Dan was about to respond but realized Sarah was looking out the window at the stranger. She wasn’t talking to him at all. His wife put her hand to her neck and brought it down her body, caressing her right breast, the one closest to the man outside the car.

The guy just stood there and nodded back, his eyes feasting on the visible skin of Sarah’s breasts. “Well, the show isn’t over yet,” Sarah said as she stood up, partly hunched over and turned her sweatpant-clad ass towards the window. She backed up until her ass was directly in front of the man’s face and slowly lowered her sweatpants. Her ass slowly, teasingly, came into view as she exposed herself to this older man. This stranger. Sarah was wearing a matching pair of white bikini bottoms, the thong type that cut down towards her rear, exposing her entire ass cheeks. Dan heard the guy try the door handle. Thankfully, it was still locked.

Sarah either didn’t hear the rattling or chose to ignore it as she stepped out of her sweatpants and knelt back in front of her husband. She reached out and grabbed Dan’s cock again and began to stroke it while she turned towards the man, giving him a great view of her chest and the rest of her body.

Dan sat back in ecstasy as Sarah stroked his dick with one hand while putting herself on display for this stranger. This was what he had wanted. To take the power of their fantasies out of Lester’s hands and put them back in his.

“Oops,” Sarah innocently said as she lowered one of her bra straps, letting it dangle loosely next to her bicep. “How silly of me.”

Sarah looked at Dan with a confident smile, letting him know she was in control of what was happening. Her gaze shifted back to the stranger at the window. Seeing her attention on another man was driving him crazy. The way she looked at him, her posture, everything about it said, ‘Take me.’

He was glad the doors were locked and that their fantasy was contained, but what if they weren’t? What if the doors were unlocked, and this guy opened one? How far would Sarah let things go? How far would Dan let things go?

Sarah kept eye contact with the man as she lowered her head towards Dan’s dick. She eventually turned her head and opened her mouth, warmly welcoming his cock back again. “Mhmmmmmm,” Sarah moaned around Dan’s dick. Her hand gripped the base, stroking and squeezing him. Sarah’s other hand reached up and lowered her other bra strap, exposing both her bare shoulders to this stranger.

Dan felt his balls begin to tighten. As if on cue, Sarah pulled her lips off his cock and turned to the stranger, “Don’t you wish this was you? With me kneeling before you with your cock in my mouth?”

The guy simply nodded again, but Dan noticed his arm moving in an unnatural way. Actually, it was too natural. He must be stroking himself out there.

“Hmmmm, I bet you do,” Sarah said, raising an eyebrow at the stranger. “Would you just sit here and let me blow you? Cum in my mouth? Or would you try to fuck me? Fuck me until I screamed for you to cum inside me?”

The guy’s arm movements became more erratic. Sarah’s teasing was clearly affecting him. She turned her attention back to Dan’s cock and slowly licked her tongue down its length until she started to lap at his balls. Her hand never stopped stroking his shaft.

“Mhmmmmmm,” Sarah moaned loudly. Too loudly. She wanted the stranger to hear her. “I bet you would taste good. I’m picturing you sitting here instead of my husband.”

Sarah turned her head. Her cheek rested on Dan’s thigh. Her tongue was still darting out, licking Dan’s balls as she said, “I bet you have a really big, meaty cock don’t you?”

The guy’s jerking got even quicker. Dan could feel his balls start to tighten again at the way Sarah was talking dirty to this man. This stranger. She knew just what to do to put him over the edge. Usually, when he watched Sarah act this way, he touched himself. Feeling her touch on him at the same time was just too fucking much for him.

Dan’s breathing became more rapid. Sarah looked up at him, knowing that her husband was getting close to coming. She rose up, stroking his cock. She pressed her breasts together with her arms, putting a show on for Dan. Urging him to cum. She bit her lip and looked down at his dick and then back up at him. She smiled wickedly and turned to the stranger.

“Maybe tomorrow night I’ll come out here without my husband. And we’ll see which of you can last longer for me and whose cock is bigger.” Sarah smiled and then lowered her lips down onto Dan’s dick just as he thrust up into the air.

“Ah fuck,” Dan gritted his teeth as he came. His balls felt like a weight had been lifted as his cum shot out directly into Sarah’s mouth. His wife moaned as he started to empty himself into her. Sarah held his cock firmly in her hand, directing the trajectory of his ejaculation. She didn’t hesitate. She swallowed load after load of Dan’s hot cum down her throat.

Dan slumped back, exhausted from cumming. Sarah’s mouth stayed connected to his cock, her hand gently stroking him. She sucked any last remnants of cum out of him before swirling her tongue around the head of his cock, causing his body to shudder.

Then she turned and looked back up at the stranger. He seemed to be panting as well, his arm no longer jerking himself off. Seeing a woman like Sarah and hearing her teasing words seemed to be too much for him.

The man stared at her for what felt like a full minute before nodding to her and turning back towards his vehicle. Sarah sat back on her knees, looking down at Dan’s dick covered in her spit. She smiled at the exhausted expression on his face.

“So,” She said, “Did I do good?”

“God, you were amazing,” Dan muttered as he tried to find his boxers and pants. He didn’t think his cock would get soft for at least a day.

Sarah licked her lips, “It’s so much better this way. Tastes so much better when it’s hot and fresh. Much better than licking it up off of the wall.”

Dan’s body froze, unable to respond. Sarah didn’t seem to notice. She quickly pulled her sweatshirt back on and awkwardly shimmied into her sweatpants.

“It’s almost eleven. Let’s get back and relieve my parents from duty,” Sarah said, lithely climbing into the front seat.

“Yeah,” Dan said, trying to compose himself. His crotch felt slick as he pulled his boxers over it, followed by his pants. The man was pulling away in his car as Dan settled back into the driver seat. He looked over at Sarah, who was smiling back.

“You’re amazing, you know that?” Dan said.

“Oh, I know,” Sarah said, grinning.

Dan started the car and navigated to the parking lot’s exit lane. He felt good. Not just because he had cum but because he felt like tonight had been a success. They’d done it, and it hadn’t gone too far. He was starting to take back control. This was just one night, but it was an important step in wrestling the power of their fantasies back from Lester.

***

It was almost time for the weekly management meeting. Sarah scrolled through the email on her monitor, scanning for anything urgent that she had to address today. It seemed like all the big fires had been put out, and there wasn’t anything pressing to tackle after the meeting.

Still, she was sure a flurry of emails would come during the meeting. Her job had seemed to morph since Drew was fired from his position. The interim CEO, John, was doing a great job getting the board happy and motivated about the future of the hospital, but all of the day-to-day operational things that Drew had overseen had fallen on her. John wasn’t the kind of leader to get lost in the weeds. He was more big-picture.

Unfortunately, that meant a lot more work was falling on Sarah’s shoulders these days. She tried to delegate as much as she could, empowering department heads and other team leads to make their own decisions, but it was an arduous process—one she was still ironing out on a constant basis.

However, all these changes would be welcomed if she were to get the CEO position. Just thinking about it seemed stupid, like it would make it not happen, jinx it somehow. Both Jerry and her husband had given her the impression that they thought that she could actually handle the role, though. These past few weeks of essentially doing Drew’s job had proved to her that she could handle it, too. Even John seemed to hint at times that the board was seriously considering her a lead candidate for the role.

Getting the role would change things for Sarah and her family. Not only would it be a huge recognition for her years of work, but it would also mean a meteoric rise in her career. The salary change alone would be staggering. Dan would move back home, and they could figure out the next steps of his career together. They could be a real family again.

Still, she was guarded against getting her hopes up too much. She’d had her heart broken too many times over the past few years to open herself up like that. She’d hoped in secret and had done things like trying to straighten out new processes that could make her life as CEO easier.

She exited her email app and rubbed her eyes. It was still a lot of work, and she would have looked forward to going to Chicago for a break. Unfortunately, she was staying put for now. It just wasn’t a good time to leave. She still needed to fulfill her obligation to Lester for a date before the end of the month.

Lester. She stood up from her chair and walked over to the large window behind her. She looked out over the parking lot, trying to find Lester’s car. She couldn’t see it, but he was supposed to be there today to do some things for Jerry. Her mind kept getting stuck on the phrase penetration testing that she didn’t hear the list of other things Jerry had mentioned.

Intellectually, she knew that she didn’t find Lester attractive. He was everything in a man that she didn’t like. Sloppy, lazy, ugly, fat, and pretty much an asshole. She remembered back to when she hadn’t been able to stand being around him. He had given her the creeps. She knew those were real memories. Sarah could still identify with feeling that way. But she couldn’t hide that she felt this pull to him whenever he was around. That what had offended her before now got her immediately aroused. She felt it now, just thinking about it.

She didn’t know what it was. Almost surely, it was the mind-blowing orgasms and sex he had with her. Maybe it was just a short-term stress relief that she needed, but she couldn’t help but feel drawn towards him. Rationalizing and overlooking all those character and physical traits she had previously found so repulsive.

She couldn’t help but feel a strange attraction to him. It felt messed up, though, and not the same way she was attracted to Dan or previous boyfriends. She got a shiver just thinking about it. The pull she felt towards Lester felt almost toxic. It was dangerous, and she knew it was bad for her, but at the same time, it was strong—incredibly strong. It made her want to expose herself and make herself vulnerable to him, let him do whatever he told her he wanted.

Sarah checked her watch. It was time to head downstairs for her meeting, and she needed to make sure her head was on straight. Before leaving her office, she took a sip from her bottle of water, retrieved a few vitamins, supplements, and other pills from her purse, and quickly swallowed them.

She looked over herself in the mirror mounted on the wall. Even though part of her brain told her she looked good, she still felt like a mess. Sarah liked the outfit she had worn today. A smart dark blue button-up dress shirt with a cute collar tastefully showing off the tanned skin of her neck. It looked very professional, but her bust pressing against the fabric also made it look sexy. The shirt was tucked into high-waisted dress pants at her navel that hugged her hips and ass but wore loose over her legs. The straight cut of the pants ran down to just above her ankle, and she paired it with silver heels on her bare feet. Even though the only skin she was showing was that of her hands, the tops of her feet, and a bit of her neck, it was an incredibly sexy outfit. Almost as sexy as what she wore underneath.

Then she took a second to compose herself and put her professional face back on before leaving the safety of her office. She walked down the hallway towards the elevator, hoping she wouldn’t accidentally run into Lester on the way to her meeting.

The doors opened to an empty elevator. Sarah couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment that he wasn’t standing before her in the small room. She punched in the floor she needed to go to and rode it down.

She felt on edge and needed time to just relax away from the hospital. She was hoping that her night with Dan in the car would have helped alleviate things but it hadn’t. Playing with Dan in public was fun, as was putting on a show for the stranger that showed up but something had been missing.

Sarah hadn’t felt that same level of satisfaction or stress release that she normally did when she visited Dan in Chicago. Maybe it was because she only gave Dan a blowjob and hadn’t gotten off herself. That was probably all it was.

The elevator opened, and Sarah stepped out, navigating the hallway with expertly confident steps as she found the conference room. She briefly greeted her colleagues before settling into an empty chair away from the others. She wasn’t in the mood for small talk today.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket. The meeting room was still filling up and John wasn’t here yet so she felt safe to check it. The message was from Dan.

D: Hope your day is going well baby. I love you. Just settling in here at Starbucks for a side business call. Wish me luck.

Sarah began to type up a response to her husband when she got another notification. This time it was from Lester.

L: What are you wearing? Send me a pic.

Then another message popped up containing a picture of Lester’s large juicy cock. She stared at it for several seconds before quickly closing her app and putting her phone face down on the table. She recognized the background of that photo. He was somewhere in the building, probably in a cubicle somewhere in IT, with his cock out.

Sarah looked around the room to see if anyone had noticed. Thankfully, everyone else was engaged in conversations. Her phone buzzed on the table in front of her, causing a few people to look in her direction.

She reached out and quickly retrieved it, nodding in apology to her colleagues. She didn’t know who the message would be from, Dan or Lester. Holding the phone close to herself and double-checking that no one was getting close to her, she opened the message.

L: I showed you mine. Now show me yours.

Sarah felt her breathing quicken as she quickly typed up a response.

S: I can’t. I almost got caught last time. I told you I can’t do this at work anymore.

John and Jerry walked into the room, carrying on a conversation from wherever they had just come from. Sarah began to tuck her phone away when another message appeared on the screen.

L: But last time in my room, you said yes to getting fucked in your office. I still plan on that.

Sarah quickly typed a response as everyone was quieting down.

S: That was Lady Val. Not me. Gotta go.

She held the power button on her phone and shut it off. She couldn’t imagine it vibrating non-stop with dick pics from Lester while she was here with all her colleagues. John began talking to the group, exchanging pleasantries with everyone before diving into things.

These meetings had established a somewhat normal rhythm over the past few weeks. Every department head briefed John on urgent issues and the status of different activities that arose from the last meeting. Of course, Sarah already knew where everything was at. So did John, for that matter, since she prepared a daily briefing email for him, but he still liked to have these meetings and hear from the department heads himself.

Everyone went around the room providing updates until the meeting was almost concluded. As Sarah thought things were wrapping up, John held up a hand, urging everyone to stay for a moment.

“Just one more thing. A quick announcement. As you know, the board has been conducting a thorough and exhaustive search for the hospital’s next CEO, and I am excited to announce that they have made an offer for a stellar candidate.”

Sarah’s heart dropped. She hadn’t heard anything, and she hadn’t even gotten a chance to interview for the position. They wouldn’t just give it to her, would they? There hadn’t been an offer in her email inbox a few minutes ago. Jerry looked in her direction, but Sarah couldn’t take his eyes off John, waiting to hear what he would say next.

A buzz of excited murmurs filled the room. Several people cast glances in her direction. It wasn’t the best-kept secret that she was a favored replacement.

“The offer hasn’t been accepted yet, but we’re really excited about this candidate. He brings a wealth of experience from Aurora near Chicago that we would be extremely lucky to get. He is decisive and already has a plan to transform this hospital, which the board is really excited about.”

Sarah felt herself grinding her teeth, trying not to show how much she was seething. It wasn’t just that they didn’t give it to her. They didn’t even give her an opportunity to fight for it. John continued, “I just want to add that the board looked at this from all angles and spent many nights deliberating about where the hospital's future is headed, especially after recent events. We looked at where the hospital was going and how it was operating internally. We looked at every possible option for this role, which is the best hospital route.”

His eyes briefly locked with hers before quickly looking away. Coward. There it was. His last line was specifically meant for her. Basically, telling her in front of everyone: ‘Don’t ask me about this. The decision is final. It was cute you thought you had a chance.’

***

Dan took a sip of his caffè americano before pulling out his headphones. He had slipped away from the office for an early lunch to take this call with Sentinel Security. They’d finally had time to review his proposal and wanted to discuss it. Dan had built some buffer into his quote but still hoped they didn’t try to negotiate him down too much. He hoped they weren’t just about to butter him up and keep things at a standstill.

Landing them as a client would be a game changer and help make up much of the ground he’d lost when his company cut his pay. After a big layoff and with all the other departures, he was surprised Walt hadn’t given him a raise to get him to stick around. Maybe Dan should have asked, but until then, he had his own longer-term, sustainable plans to make - just like his plan to wean himself off Lester and his wife. He felt confident about his ability to get his fantasies under control. The more he thought about it, the more he thought that the best way would be to go cold turkey and detox his brain.

He still needed to protect Sarah but maybe she would be okay on her own. She knew how to handle herself and showed just how in control she was the other day in the car with that stranger. After the events in their home with the wedding dress, he swore he would always be present. Part of that was due to just how far Sarah seemed to be willing to go but also not wanting to be left behind himself, needing to be a spectator to this disgusting affair that was taking place in front of him.

Dan had jerked off many times to the memory of that night and others. His fantasies seemed to be seeping into other areas of his life, which is why he needed to cut himself off from them and focus. He couldn’t let Lester control him.

He still needed to talk to Sarah about this and find out what she thought. God, it had been so long since they’d had an opportunity to talk about this stuff.

With two minutes to go before his call, an email popped up on the laptop screen before him. It was from Bill, the guy with Elevate Engagement. He was surprised because he didn’t think they’d planned to actually follow through on things.

He read over the email. Elevate wanted to hire him on a consulting basis, paid hourly. They didn’t try to negotiate down his hourly rate at all. He would be making the $150 an hour he asked for. It looked like Bill was a stand-up guy after all. Well, it looked like he must have made an impression, at least on Bill. He quickly wrote down a to do-list item for himself to reply to their email but right now he needed to jump on this call with Sentinel Security.

Dan navigated to Microsoft Teams on his laptop and opened the meeting. Several boxes appeared on the screen of other individuals, none had their cameras on so Dan left his off as well. It was easier this way anyways. Sentinel seemed kind of stiff, and he didn’t want to advertise that he was taking the call from a Starbucks.

“Hi everyone. I’m Dan Williams. It’s great to meet you,” Dan said enthusiastically to the group.

“Dan, great to talk to you again,” Dan recognized the voice. It was his point of contact from Sentinel Martin Rivera. “We’re eager to talk with you. I have some of my colleagues here that are interested in discussing your proposal for our data center projects.”

Martin introduced his colleagues before delving into the specifics of Dan’s proposal. They hammered him on certain details, which Dan felt justified in defending. Dan held his ground and asked them several hypothetical questions the group hadn’t considered. Dan glanced at the clock and knew he was due back in the office soon. Still, he wasn’t going to cut this call short. This one could be a game-changer for his finances.

“Well, Dan,” Martin seemed to be wrapping up the call. “...we did review proposals from other firms, but we like the personal attention you’ve shown us. We’re going to move forward with bringing you on board here as our main expert consultant on this project. However, we will send back some amendments we think need consideration. First, we will need you to be in the office occasionally. Some matters of the project are delicate in nature, and we don’t want to discuss them over the phone or email. Would that be a problem?”

Dan wasn’t sure how he would make that work but would figure it out. Martin was based in Washington, D.C., but Dan could likely bill them for airfare. Maybe Sarah would want to go on another mini getaway. He would have to see how much leverage he had with Walt to see if he could work remotely during those trips. But that might mean a reduction in his ability to work remotely back home.

“That’s not a problem,” Dan said, “We just need to establish a schedule. I do have other clients and commitments, so we’ll need to discuss those trips ahead of time.”

“Great,” Martin said, “Well, perhaps we can go over other details offline and let the rest of the group get back to work. We’re really excited to meet you in person, Dan. Thanks again for the proposal. I know it’s going to be great working with you.”

“I feel the same way. Thank you everyone. Have a great afternoon.” Dan said as he pressed the red button, closing the window. He sat back and took it in for a second. He’d just landed two new clients in thirty minutes. Things felt like they were finally clicking into place, and he soon would dig himself out of his hole.

Maybe just one or two more clients, and he could stop this fucked up arrangement with Lester. Then, if he got a few more long-term ones, he could quit his job and move back home while he continued to build his business or look at other opportunities. He would at least give himself some breathing room. He just needed time. Time to get it all together.

Time. He checked the time on his computer. Shit. He needed to get back to the office. Dan didn’t want to draw too much attention by taking extended lunch breaks. Walt hadn’t noticed anything yet, but Dan didn’t want to advertise where and why he ran out of the office every day. Still, he couldn’t wait to tell Sarah the news. Two pieces of good news on one day was rare. He was already planning on heading back home to Middleton later this week. Now they’d have something to celebrate.

After quickly packing his laptop away in his bag, Dan grabbed his coffee and headed toward the exit. He’d only walked a few feet out of Starbucks when someone called his name.

“Mr. Williams,” The man said.

Dan turned to see a man around his age in a sharp-looking suit standing in the shade against the wall. He looked around to see if anyone else was approaching him. The street was full of people walking by, but none seemed to be fixated on Dan as the man was.

“That’s me. Who are you?” Dan said cautiously.

“Call me Peter. I’m interested in retaining your services. The sustainability points you put out on LinkedIn are very impressive and well-researched. You clearly know your stuff.” The nondescript man stood up off the wall and walked toward him, hand extended.

Dan cautiously shook the man’s hand, “Nice to meet you, Peter. Did you just happen to be waiting outside this Starbucks for me?”

The man smiled, “You got me, guilty. I recognized you but didn’t want to interrupt your call, so I waited.”

Dan didn’t recall seeing this guy in Starbucks. Not that he was keeping tabs on everyone - this guy didn’t seem particularly noteworthy.

“What exactly are you looking for?” Dan asked.

“I’m interested in retaining your services. Particularly if you get in touch with an old client of yours, we’re interested in any information you might be able to provide about one of their current projects.” Peter said, smiling as if what he’d just said was perfectly legitimate.

Somehow his smile wasn’t reflected in his eyes. “Who exactly do you work for, Mr…..” Dan let his sentence hang there, leaving space for the man to provide his last name.

“Just ‘Peter’ if you please,” the man smiled emptily. We’ll pay handsomely. In fact, if you could arrange to work for that company, we would even pay you a salary on top of what they pay you. Seems like a win-win, huh?”

Something was off about this. Dan didn’t like it. “And I suppose you won’t let me know who you work for?”

Peter’s lips curled into a tight grin. “All you need to know is that I work for a party that is very interested in some non-public projects that an acquaintance of yours is working on.”

Alright. Red flags were going up in Dan’s mind. This was beginning to sound dangerous, almost like corporate espionage. Dan couldn’t help himself; he wanted to know more.

“What’s the company you want me to spy on?” Dan said, cutting through the cloak-and-dagger bullshit this guy was selling.

The man winced at the word spy. He looked around the sidewalk at the people passing by. Then, he gently grabbed Dan’s elbow and gestured for him to go off to the side towards the building.

“The Lincoln Group. You worked with Byron before he fired your company, right? He has a few projects under his portfolio we want to know about. Like I said, we would compensate you.”

The Lincoln Group. What the fuck was this about, and what the fuck were they working on that some company would reach out to him in such a shady manner?

“How much are we talking here?” Dan asked.

“It depends on what you are able to procure,” Peter whispered, “We would give you a base salary for your trouble and bonuses for valuable information you can provide. All cash.”

“There’s one problem here Peter,” Dan said. He didn’t feel comfortable with this. He was just digging himself out of his issues and this felt like he would be jumping back into a world of trouble. “The last time I spoke with Byron, I told him to go fuck himself. That guy hates my guts.”

Peter’s smile disappeared. “Byron is known for holding grudges. There is no way he is going to work with you now.”

“I had the same thought,” Dan said. “He didn’t sound too happy the last time we talked.”

“Tread lightly, friend,” Peter said as he reached into his suit jacket. He pulled out a white card and handed it to Dan. Dan looked it over. It was blank, except for a telephone number written in black ink.

“In case anything changes,” Peter said before joining the stream of bodies moving on the sidewalk. Dan stood there and watched him disappear around a corner, unsure what had just happened.

Dan had put the Lincoln Group behind him. He hadn’t expected ever to hear their name again. This day had just taken a bizarre turn, and he didn’t know what to make of it. Still unsure what all of it meant, Dan checked his watch. He was late.

Hurrying up the sidewalk, he walked briskly back to his office. Sarah would be interested in that conversation. It dawned on him that he hadn’t even told her the good news about Engage and Sentinel. Once he got back to his office, he would call her.

***

This job was a joke. Sure, it could be a full-time job for somebody else, but what Jerry and the other idiots from the hospital’s IT team wanted Lester to do was a joke - shockingly simple. They were all generalists pretending to know what they were doing.

No wonder it had been so easy for Lester to access and sabotage their systems. Now, they had him doing all kinds of tests, trying to infiltrate their network and highlight other holes that needed patching. It was easy but tedious.

He’d rather be at home playing video games than in this dumb little town. He couldn’t deny that the job came with one perk: being close to Sarah Williams.

Lester punched in the number on the vending machine and watched the bag of Cheetos drop down. He retrieved it and headed back down the hallway. He wasn’t where he was supposed to be. The IT guys had set aside a cubicle for him, but he’d already completed the work he needed to do on this trip. He had automated scripts running, so he didn’t waste his time like these other peons.

No, he wanted to find her. She hadn’t been in her office when he checked earlier, so no, he was walking the halls hoping to run into her. It wasn’t that big of a hospital, after all. Lester believed that her routes must be predictable. Sarah wouldn’t be in any patient rooms and would likely stick to conference rooms or department heads' offices. He followed a general route, checking these rooms off but had detoured for a snack.

Lester opened the bag and started to finger around inside it before finding a handful of delicious Cheetos. He downed them and reached back for another. These bags were always too fucking small. At least he had another bag inside his backpack for later.

He licked his thumb free of Cheeto dust and opened his phone as he walked down the hallway. A smile spread across his face as he opened Discord. His D&D group was still reeling from their last session. Ned had basically resorted to treating Lester like a god. The guy already didn’t have a backbone, and now he felt comfortable being Lester’s doormat. It’s always good to have a lackey.

Ned was already asking to host the next campaign at his game store. He thought having Sarah there might be good for business. Lester had no plans to let the group see Sarah again. His mission had been accomplished.

Eugene had been pacified and now largely stayed silent. He wondered if his plan would have worked so well if Dan hadn’t let Eugene have a turn at the peephole. That had surprised Lester and hadn’t been something he accounted for.

Lester rounded a corner and headed back towards the elevators. He had checked the video feeds in his apartment after he had fucked Sarah in his room. Knowing the group’s reaction after he left with Sarah had always been part of his plan. But he had been surprised at seeing Eugene at the peephole. Dan had just stepped aside and let him watch, and then he’d finished on the wall.

It still confused him, but he didn’t really care. Dan was weak, and it was Lester’s job to make him realize that. As much as Dan probably thought he was above the rest of the group, he would eventually learn he was just a doormat like Ned. Lester pushed the button to call the elevator. He stepped back and leaned against the wall as he finished his bag of Cheetos.

Eugene had seemed thrilled at seeing Sarah naked but disturbed at watching Lester fuck her. Lester didn’t like to share unless it was under his terms. Eugene caught a glimpse of something he shouldn’t. Lester made a note to pay him back for that one day.

But not even Eugene knew what happened after he left the room. After he left that mess on the wall. Sarah had actually gone in there and cleaned it up, tasting it. Fucking Eugene….

It was Lester’s fault. He shouldn’t have let his emotions get the better of him by bringing the D&D group there. He just wanted to put Eugene in his place. Which ended up being the result of the night. But a nugget had also appeared. Dan knew that Sarah cleaned up Eugene’s mess thinking it was his. Her husband never admitted it wasn’t. Lester wondered whether Dan had admitted the truth to his wife yet. And if he hadn’t, how would she react.

Lester looked left and right down the hallway. No one was there. So Lester dropped the small bag of Cheetos behind him on the ground. The elevator dinged and opened. Much to his delight, Sarah Williams was standing in there waiting for him.

She looked surprised to see him. However, the rest of her features appeared upset. Something was bugging her. Lester stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for his floor. He nodded to her, “Sarah.”

Then he turned his back to her, playing hard to get. He knew she liked attention, and by denying that to her, he was already pushing her where he wanted her to be —where she needed to be.

They stood there silently for a few seconds before Lester finally turned and asked her, “Everything okay?”

“Yeah. I’m fine,” Sarah said. Clearly a lie. “Just got some news I’m not thrilled about.”

“Oh yeah? What is it?” Lester said, doing his best impression of a concerned person.

“It’s nothing,” Sarah sighed, “Just forget I said anything. I’m not really in a talkative mood right now, okay?”

“Sure, sure,” Lester said, turning back to face the elevator doors, “I have a lot of work. I promised Jerry I’d get it done by the end of the week. I should probably get back to.”

Sarah didn’t respond. When the doors opened, Lester stepped out. Before they could close behind him, Lester held them open and said, “I know why you’re upset, and I’m sorry for my part in all of it.”

“Um, what?” Sarah said confused, “It doesn’t have anything to do with you.”

“It’s my fault the guys were there. You know the D&D guys in our apartment?” Lester said. The elevator doors started to softly beep in protest.

“That’s, that’s not what-” Sarah started before Lester cut her off.

“I’m sorry that Eugene watched you at the peephole. He told me all about it after,” Lester lied. The look of shock on Sarah’s face told him everything he needed to know. Dan hadn’t told her. She hadn’t realized that Eugene had watched them. Saw her naked. So he decided to turn the screws a little more, “It was gross and uncalled for. He didn’t even clean up the mess he made on the wall. I’m sorry if you or Dan had to clean it up.”

Sarah’s face dropped as she realized what had actually occurred. Before she could respond, Lester stepped back and let the elevator doors close. He was grinning from ear to ear as he walked back into the IT office and sat down at his cubicle. His scripts were still running, doing the job of a team double the size of the one the hospital employed.

Lester had just dropped a bombshell on Sarah. It was time to see what she would do and where the pieces would fall. All Lester knew for sure was that he would be the one to pick up the pieces when the dust settled.

***

It hadn’t taken Dan long to shake off the odd encounter at Starbucks. He was still riding high on landing two new clients in one afternoon, and he couldn’t wait to tell Sarah about them and that strange interaction.

After a few client calls and a meeting with Walt, he was finally back in the privacy of his own office. Walt painted a nice picture of the firm, but the growing number of empty desks gave Dan a different impression.

Perhaps they were just finding efficiencies, but he still couldn’t shake the feeling that he was on a sinking ship. Part of that might have been on him for how he dealt with Jesse and the Lincoln group, but no company should depend on one client to survive. There must have been more systemic issues before they’d gotten to that point.

Still, that was kind of the position Dan was boxing himself into. If he ever did go completely out on his own with his own roster of clients, he would be beholden to them. Sentinel was a big get but he needed at least a couple of them to feel safe about the future. Safe enough to leave.

Dan walked around his desk and took a seat. His monitor had plenty of pending emails, but they could wait. He was anxious to speak with Sarah about everything that had happened that day. She was going to be ecstatic at the news. One person whose support Dan could always rely on was his wife, Sarah.

He dialed her number and waited for her to answer. Sometimes, she was in meetings but would send a covert text back to him. Other times, she just couldn’t answer, which was fine. They both knew that sometimes, work obligations came first.

This time she picked up after a few rings.

“Hey babe, I got some great news. Two of the prospects I’ve been talking to want to work with me. I landed Engage. I told you about that one. The guy’s name is Bill. He’s from here in Chicago, and the other one is in DC. Sentinal Security. They said I might need to go out there on occasion, which I’ll have to figure out with Walt and –”

“Dan,” Sarah interrupted. “I want to ask you something.”

Her tone caused the hair on the back of Dan’s neck to stick up. What did she want to know? Was it something about one of the clients he just mentioned?

“Back during the D&D game in the apartment, when I left with Lester to go into the bedroom. I wanted to know, which position was your favorite?” Sarah asked.

Dan stayed silent for a second, puzzled at the abrupt change in topics. He was trying to figure out how the dots connected but couldn’t see it. Maybe she was asking as a way to plan out something in the future. But that tone of hers. Something was off here.

“Uh, I don’t know if I have a favorite, but it really turned me on to see you riding Lester,” Dan said. In truth, that was the only position he remembered before he moved aside and let Eugene watch.

“That’s it?” Sarah said, “Was that when I was riding him normally or when I did it reverse cowgirl?” Sarah asked.

“Normal,” Dan responded. Now, his mind was flooding with all of the things he might have missed by letting that older man watch in his place.

“Hmmmm,” Sarah said with an edge to her voice, “I was surprised you never mentioned the dildo.”

The dildo? Dan wanted to say, but instead, he chose his words carefully, “What about it?”

“Nothing, I just thought that you’d mention it. That’s all. It was a new thing for us.” Sarah continued, “Me sucking off Lester while he fucked me with a dildo. Did it turn you on?”

Dan felt like he was circling the drain here but he didn’t see a clear way out of it. “I wasn’t sure.”

“Wasn’t sure of what? Did it turn you on or not?” Sarah said.

“Kind of? I don’t really know how I feel,” Dan said, hoping that was a safe response.

“You weren’t at the peephole at all, were you?” Sarah’s anger was clear. “It wasn’t your cum on the wall at all, was it?”

“Ah, fuck,” Dan breathed, wincing at the fact that she’d probably just heard him. “I was, but then that guy found out and watched.”

“So, you just let this other guy watch me and Lester fuck and then didn’t say anything about it? I thought that was your cum on the wall, Dan. God, I licked it up and swallowed part of it. Do you know how fucked up that sounds?” Sarah said.

“Yeah, I know. It’s fucked up,” Dan felt like the wind had been taken out of his sails. “I didn’t go in there meaning to. It just sort of happened. You know how I can get about letting someone watch you.”

“What about after?” Sarah said. “I told you I licked it up, and you said nothing. Then, even the other day in the car, I brought it up, and you played it off again. Why didn’t you tell me?”

Fuck. “It just felt like one of those things that got away from me, and I didn’t know how to walk it back. I meant to talk to you about it, but I just have the opportunity.”

“Dan. I’m not mad that you let someone watch. I’m not even that mad about the cum, even though it’s disgusting to think about. It’s the fact that you didn’t say anything. Even after we had planned to do these things together. We’re supposed to be a team, and you’re hiding things.”

“Well, how about you and Lester just leaving and going off to the room? Leaving me with all those guys. After everything, why was that okay to do?” Dan fired back.

“What? Do you want me to fuck Lester in front of all of his friends? Is that what you want? What’s your fantasy now? We’re only here because you pushed for it to happen.” Sarah said.

“Please, you’ve been loving every second of it lately. Don’t forget I’ve seen you with him. I know how you get lost in it. It’s not just about my fantasies anymore. You’re enjoying yourself too.” Dan’s face felt flush. He looked out the window of his office into the cubicle farm beyond. It dawned on him that he was speaking louder than usual.

“You know what? I am.” Sarah said, “I didn’t think I would, but you pushed me onto him, and now I enjoy fucking Lester. Is that what you wanted to hear? He gets his job done. He fucks me so good that I think about him all the time now. How fucked up is that, huh?”

Dan was at a loss for words. He didn’t know how to respond. Hearing her say those words stung, not because of the malice in her voice but because of the truth behind them. He pushed her towards Lester, which was his fault because he lost his job. Dan put them into this situation and now he had to deal with the consequences.

Neither of them spoke for a full minute. Dan couldn’t bear the silent treatment anymore. He just wanted to get off the call and go have a drink.

“Okay then,” He finally said. “I don’t know what to say here but I have to go to a meeting.”

“Fine,” Sarah said. The line clicked, and she ended the call.

Dan set his phone down and pinched the bridge of his nose, “Fuck. Fuck. What the hell was that?”

Why didn’t he just tell her the truth? Why? Why did he have to keep his dumb mouth shut? Why did he step aside for that joker in the first place? This stupid fantasy of his was ruining his life. No. He was the one to blame, letting his fantasy control him. Manipulate him.

If he hadn’t started this shit with Lester, he never would have had to flip on Jesse. If that didn’t happen, maybe his pay wouldn’t have been cut, and the team laid off. How many lives had Dan’s fantasy ruined? If his pay didn’t get cut, he wouldn’t have had to pimp Sarah out to Lester on their fucked up dates that she was now seemingly enjoying. Where was this all headed?

And Sarah just admitted she liked fucking Lester and going on dates with him? Was she being truthful or was she just trying to hurt in the moment when their conversation got heated. Fuck.

Dan couldn’t predict the future, but looking at the past, he saw that his fantasy wasn’t serving him the way it should be. He wasn’t enjoying it anymore. All the dominos that had fallen in his life recently had been because of it and how he had coped with it. Maybe it was time to take his hands off the steering wheel and see where things landed. It couldn’t be worse than where Dan was guiding them.

But if he stepped back, what would happen to Sarah? He needed to get his shit under control. Would she understand?

***

The monitor was turned off, and her phone was down on her desk. Sarah was turned away from all of her stressors. She had swiveled her chair around to face the window. She wasn’t looking out, though. Her eyes were closed, and she was deep in thought, slumping slightly.

Today had not gone as she expected. What started as a predictable, run-of-the-mill day had been turned upside down by the new CEO's announcement and discovering Dan’s lie. She wasn’t sure which upset her more, but right now, both seemed to be tangled together. Anger and disappointment mixed with her wounded pride.

She checked her watch. Only a little while before she could get out of there without raising any eyebrows. As the clock ticked closer to four, she was getting impatient. Get out of the hospital, grab the girls from their after-school program, get home, and make dinner. Then, once the girls were in bed, she’d open a bottle of wine and get in the bath.

The bath with a heavy pour of Cabernet seemed so far away. She just wished she could get away from the hospital right now. Her mind was still all over the place, and she felt like a mess.

She knew better than to have gotten her hopes up about the CEO position. She wasn’t qualified for it despite what others had said. With the board being dominated by men, she should have known the chances of a woman getting it were zero—especially one like her who didn’t have a fancy MBA or who’d gone to business school. No matter how competent she was, it just wasn’t something that happened.

Would anything she ever did at this hospital matter? Sure, she made things run better, which helped improve patient outcomes, but was this job as far as she could go here? She enjoyed it, but she wanted more. Sarah had finally opened herself up to the possibility of more, and John stuck a knife in that opening. Her career had always been meaningful, but it had always played second fiddle to Dan’s in their marriage.

Lately, her career has been the one keeping the family afloat, and she wanted to reach for more. She couldn’t believe they didn’t have the balls to interview her. John had been too much of a coward to even speak to her before he announced it this morning. That asshole had hinted at her being considered but now just dropped her like work meant nothing. Like she was nothing.

Sarah felt like she could feel steam coming out of her ears. That man had pissed her off. She might have overreacted with Dan afterwards, but he’d still lied to her. Even after all this time, after all she’d done for his fantasies, and after all the talk about being on the same page, he’d gone ahead and lied. Lying was the one thing she absolutely couldn’t stand for. It was disrespectful and made Dan seem weak. After being disrespected by her colleagues, she was getting it from her husband too.

Part of her felt justified in snapping at him, but a quiet voice told her she had gone too far. He was simply weak in the face of his fantasies, and it was her job to protect him. She wanted to feel justified in her anger, so she ignored that small voice, at least for now. Her feelings were valid, especially after how he’d tried to put things back on her. This whole mess was his fault. She wouldn't be in this mess if he hadn’t gotten laid off and then failed to find a new job.

Sarah exhaled. She was working herself up, and it wouldn’t do her any good. She turned around in her chair and moved the mouse. The monitor blinked back to life, and Sarah looked over her emails. Her mind kept drifting back to things, mostly to Dan. Maybe she should call him back and apologize or at least try to talk things through. It would be easier in person, though. She wanted him to stew for a little while. He needed to be the one to call back and try to apologize first. If she gave in now, he wouldn’t learn anything. Maybe that’s what Dan needs, a swift kick in the ass to get his head on the straight.

Someone knocked at the door.

Sarah took a moment to straighten up her appearance, “Come in.”

The doorknob slowly turned, and the door swung open. Lester walked into her office with a straight face and shut the door behind him.

“Lester…” Sarah was surprised to see him here. The image of Lester sharing her bath later popped into her head. She couldn’t think like that right now. It was still time to be in work mode. Besides she felt like a mess. She probably looked like a mess. God, what a weird thought, not looking good enough for Lester. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m just about to head out for the day. Back to the hotel,” Lester stepped closer to her desk but didn’t approach directly. He looked around the room, seeming more interested in the decor than her. She must really look like crap today.

“But I wanted to check in on you,” Lester took a step closer. “You looked really upset earlier in the elevator, and I’m sorry if I pissed you off.”

“It’s….” Sarah started. She wasn’t in the mood to talk, but it was nice having someone check in on her, especially at work. She had her work friends, but she always had to keep them at arm’s length in her role as administrator. Lester was not necessarily part of the hospital ecosystem like the others were. He had more of a neutral role as far as Sarah was concerned. It felt nice knowing someone cared. “It wasn’t your fault, Lester. It’s just some work stuff. Today was a stressful one, that’s all.”

Lester was now on the other side of her desk, looking down at her. He still seemed to be very good at getting closer to her when she wasn’t looking, but she wasn’t at all alarmed by his presence.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Lester said sincerely.

“No, not really.” But she did want to talk about it—she wanted to scream about it. She hadn’t gotten a chance to talk with Dan earlier before she went off on him. “It’s just that something happened today. I was hoping for a different outcome, and now I’m not sure what to do.”

“Ah, I get it,” Lester said, moving around behind her desk and looking out the window. That wouldn’t have happened with a colleague. They wouldn’t have moved past the invisible line of her desk. His actions implied he was more familiar with her. He definitely was, but she wasn’t sure he should be showing it at work. Behind her, Lester stared out into the parking lot as Sarah just sat there, aware of him only in her peripheral vision.

“It sucks,” Lester crossed his arms. “To think something might happen only for it to fall through. To get your hopes up for it. Only to get the carpet pulled out from under you.”

“Yeah,” Sarah said, rechecking the time. It was almost time to hit the road. “It does.”

“Did you know about Eugene?” Lester said quietly. “I didn’t surprise you with that, did I? I’m sorry if I added to your stress.”

“No, uh, hey just stop saying ‘sorry,’ okay?” Sarah turned towards him. “And no, I didn’t know about it until you said something.”

“Hmmmhmm.” Lester continued looking out the window.

What did he mean by that? That sound. Like he was analyzing what she said. “What do you mean? ‘Hmmmhmm’?”

“It just seems weird,” Lester still wasn’t looking at her. Was she that much of a mess? Normally, he would be all over her. They always say bad things happen in threes. God, that’s just what she needed—to be rejected by Lester, worse, pitied by him.

“It’s just…I always thought you and Dan were on the same page. You guys always seem to put me in my place, you know. It’s weird that he would hide anything like that from you.” Lester said.

It didn’t sit right with her either. He had barely defended himself before he started to lash out at her—the way a child does when they get caught. Even Lester thought their relationship was solid but was not questioning it, not directly, anyway.

“I don’t know, Lester. I haven’t had a chance to talk with him about it. My mind has just been preoccupied dealing with all this work stress today.” Sarah lied.

Lester moved, disappearing from the edge of her vision. She didn’t want to turn and look for him. That might make her look weak or afraid; she only wanted to convey confidence here in her office.

His footsteps sounded behind her. Then she felt her chair move slightly before his hands came to rest on her shoulders. His fingers began to dig into the material of her blouse as she started to massage her.

“Lester, no, nnaahh…” Sarah said, but she couldn’t deny that his hands were hitting the right spots. It felt good. She hadn’t realized how much stress she had been carrying. “If someone walks in...”

“Shhhh,” Lester said from behind her. “It’s just a massage. I can see how stressed you are.” His fingers pressed down, finding her knots and working to eliminate them.“Besides, I locked the door.”

That made sense. The door was locked. No one would see. And anyway, it felt great. His fingers dug into her shoulders before one hand applied pressure to the nape of her neck, “Uh, mhmmm. I needed this. Thank you.”

Lester stayed silent, focused on massaging her neck and shoulders, breathing in the sexy woman’s scent. She always found it surprising how skilled he was at massaging her. He didn’t look like the type, but what did she know? Maybe all those video games had built up his fingers’ dexterity. Sarah closed her eyes and let her head relax against the chair. She shouldn’t feel guilty about enjoying this after the day she’d had. Besides, this was the first time her mind wasn’t drifting back to John or Dan.

After five minutes, Lester’s hand reached down and softly undid the top button of her blouse. Sarah opened her eyes as Lester moved his hands inside her blouse and started to massage her bare skin, “Wha, Lester?”

“My fingertips were getting irritated against the silk. Besides, it’s easier for me just to massage you skin to skin,” Lester said gruffly.

That made sense. It did feel better, having him work directly on her skin instead of pressing her blouse down into her. “Uh,” Sarah involuntarily moaned as Lester started to work on a knot in her shoulders. She knew he was pushing for more contact and allowed him to proceed.

“Am I hurting you?” Lester asked.

“No. Yes, a little, but it hurts good.” Sarah’s eyes were closed again as Lester pushed his thumbs into her shoulders.

“Heh,” Lester laughed softly.

“What’s so funny?” Sarah said absently as Lester manipulated her body. Her hands felt good on her. Her body felt like it was responding, and not just on her shoulders. Just knowing this man who fucked her so well had his hands on her was causing her to feel something between her legs.

“It’s just that normally, when you say that it’s for a different reason,” Lester said. Sarah could hear the stupid grin on his face. She remembered the first time Lester had fucked her, how she’d felt stunned by the faint pain and immediate pleasure of what he could do to her.

“Well, you’re just as good at massaging as you are at….other things.” Sarah moaned again as Lester kept kneading her skin. She opened her eyes and saw that her monitor had turned off again. Now she could see her reflection in the darkened screen.

When did that second button get undone? Sarah could see the floral patterns of her black lace bra in the reflection. She wondered whether Lester had a good view of her chest and if he was getting hard from this.

“Do you remember the last time I massaged you?” Lester asked quietly.

The night he came over for dinner, he surprised her in her bedroom. He said she looked stressed and directed her to the bed to massage her. Then he made love to her for the first time. It caught her off guard, knowing that he wasn’t just fucking her but actually trying to make love to her. Something lovers do. She had gotten so lost in the moment. Both of them had. That was the first time Lester had cum inside of her, and she’d let it happen.

“Yes,” Sarah whispered. The memories of that night and Lester’s hands on her were heating up her body. She couldn’t see it in the reflection, but she felt like her chest must be flushed.

“How would you rate the last massage?” Lester’s firm hands continued to press into her shoulders, his fingers now exploring the top of her chest before pulling back up to her shoulders. His fingers slowly moved aside both of her bra straps, giving him better access to her skin. “Rate it out of ten.”

Sarah didn’t say anything for several seconds. Her head lolled to the side as Lester worked on her. It felt so good. All she had to do was focus on this feeling. All of her issues seemed so distant.

“Ten,” Sarah said.

“Mhmmm, I see,” Lester said. It felt like his head was now above hers, looking down at her. She kept her eyes closed, opting to focus on the pleasure his hands were giving her.

“And what about this one?” Lester asked.

Sarah bit her lip, “It’s pretty good.”

“But not a ten,” Lester said. Sarah could feel his breath on her exposed neck. His mouth seemed to be close to her ear. Goosebumps spread across her shoulders, and the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. “Interesting.”

“What makes it so interesting?” Sarah noticed her thighs were rubbing against each other.

“I think if I’m going to make this massage a full ten, then I need to add some additional services like I did last time,” Lester said before his wet lips pressed against her neck. Sarah felt a shiver run through her body as Lester’s lips began to kiss and suck one of her most sensitive areas. He lapped at her neck, and moisture surged between the married mother’s legs in response.

“Uh, mhmmmmm,” Sarah moaned as she quivered in the chair. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know what she wanted, but her body responded to Lester’s touch. He was making her feel good, and she didn’t want him to stop. After a day like today, she just wanted to cling to this, “What, ah, services would those be?” She steadied herself with a hand on her desk. Her other hand held Lester’s head to her neck, prolonging the contact of his tongue.

Lester licked a trail up her neck until he got to her ear. There, he began to nibble on her earlobe. His hands abandoned her shoulders for her chest, his fingers pushing in, diving underneath the material of her lacy bra to cup her supple breasts. He started to play with her hardened nipples, gently toying with them between his fingers and thumbs. Then he whispered, “Making sweet, slow love to you in your marital bed until you beg me to cum inside you.”

Oh god. Visions danced behind Sarah’s closed eyes of Lester, taking her slowly to her bed. Her and Dan’s bed. Feeling Lester on top of her, his fat body pushing down on her, almost suffocating her. His breath on her neck. His cock pushing deep inside of her, pulsating within her. His warm cum spurting out, flooding her insides, and claiming her.

She opened her eyes and saw Lester’s fat head planted next to hers as he devoured her earlobe. At some point, all of the buttons on her blouse had been undone. She sat there, exposed to the room. His hands were mauling her chest. This wasn’t her persona at work. She was a professional here, in control. She couldn’t. She couldn’t have sex with Lester here. Too many things could go wrong. She had to get back control. Take control from him. Tell him how things were going to go.

Sarah reached out and grasped her desk and pulled her chair forward. Lester’s hands were pulled from her bra, but she could still feel them on her skin. His head lurched back at the sudden motion. The chair swiveled as Lester turned it around.

Sarah looked up and saw her husband’s troll like roommate standing before her, his breath coming faster now. Below his belt a big tent pushed forward from his gray trousers pointing directly at her face. Above, he stared down at her with those dark hungry eyes of his. She loved that look on his face. The look that said he needed to have her. Such a primal look.

But she needed to get up. Didn’t she? She couldn’t have sex in her office, not with Lester. Someone would hear for sure. He could make her cum so loudly. Maybe it would be okay if she were quiet. No. She couldn’t. She could make him cum quickly. No, that’s not happening. Right? Besides, Dan wasn’t here, and their rule had been…

Lester undid his belt and let his pants and boxers fall to the ground. His cock sprung out and pointed directly at Sarah as if seeing her while a fresh dribble of precum oozed from its tip. Sarah stared at it, her brain trying to restart itself and relitigate whatever arguments it had just been having. Maybe if they were quiet, it could work.

She had always been too nervous to do anything like this here with Dan. But the last time she gave Lester a blowjob, no one had known. It had worked out fine. That’s what she would do. She wouldn’t fuck him. Not here. No, she would just give him the best blow job of his life and make that beautiful cock cum. Cum for her.

Time seemed to stand still in the late afternoon light of the office. Lester stood hunched, his gaze shifting from his huge cock that stretched out from underneath his large belly to Sarah’s face. He was waiting for her to make the first move. He knew she couldn’t resist him for long. Sarah sat in the chair and took a long look at Lester’s hungry eyes. The look of desire there was maybe slightly more of a turn-on for her than his huge cock, which she now turned her attention to. Sarah reached out and gripped Lester’s shaft firmly in one hand. She couldn’t help but get turned on every time she saw this thing. It was like her body just responded to it. She started stroking Lester’s shaft slowly and sensually as she looked up at Lester’s smirking face. God what an asshole….

But she wanted to please him. To make him get off. To know that she’d done it. That was hot for her. This beast of a man succumbing to her skills. Sarah tried to picture what her old self would have thought about jerking off a guy like this in her office. That old Sarah seemed to be an entirely different person now.

Her phone started to ring just as Lester thrust into her stroking hand, causing this cock head to piston towards her. Sarah couldn’t wait any longer now that she had her favorite cock in hand. She ignored the phone and scooted her chair forward until the bottom pressed against Lester’s thighs. She leaned forward and took the head of Lester’s cock into her warm, waiting mouth. Just feeling it sliding inside of her caused a fire to begin stoking inside of her.

“Mhmmmmm,” She moaned around his cock. The more she played with him, the more it seemed to wash all her worries away. Sarah made a decision as her tongue reached out and licked the underside of Lester’s cock. She was going to step off the cliff and just let go. Just get a little bit wild. She’d get her wine and bath later, but right now, she needed this.

Sarah continued to suck Lester’s cock, her tongue sliding up and down its underside as it continued to push into her mouth. Sarah stroked his cock with one hand while the other steadied herself. Lester began thrusting forward, pushing deeper into her.

Sarah never let go of his cock, but her chair started to push back with all the action. Lester gripped the top of her chair and held it still while his other hand snaked around to the back of her head and pulled her further onto his cock.

His cock was beginning to hit the back of her throat, but that didn’t phase Sarah. She just opened wider as Lester’s cock explored her mouth. Knowing that she was pleasing that fat man was keeping her fire going, her pussy felt like it was vibrating on its own.

Finally, she needed to breathe normally for a second. She pulled his girthy cock out of her mouth but never stopped stroking him. Sarah dived down, her tongue licking around Lester’s cock. Up the sides and back down. Dancing over the head, flirting with his cockslit and lapping at the salty cum flowing from there. Then she lowered her tongue down, down, further down his shaft until this public hair tickled it. Then she went further down, licking his meaty ballsack, swirling her tongue all around it, exploring every inch of this troll.

“God damn, Sarah,” Lester grunted, thrusting his shaft forward. It slid against Sarah’s face, marking her with sweat. “You’re such a good cocksucker.” Her tongue whipped along the shaft and head, slurping and kissing it with abandon.

“Mhmmmm,” Sarah just moaned back in response, not wanting to stop what she was doing. She was on a mission which was to make Lester cum for her. This was just what she needed. A small, easily achievable goal. At least one win for today.

“I’ve really turned you into a little slut haven’t I?” Lester leered down at her.

“Mmm-mm,” Sarah disagreed as her head dipped lower and started to lick the underside of Lester’s balls. God, what she was doing was so filthy, but she couldn’t help herself.

“No? You’re not a little slut now? Look at you, sucking my cock in your own office. I’d say you are.” Lester pulled on the back of Sarah’s head, pulling her further down towards him. His balls mashed against her face, his shaft pressed against her head while her tongue licked between his balls and asshole, swabbing his taint, something she hadn’t even done for Dan.

“Aggh, FUCK! Oh, oh yeah.” she heard Lester exclaim from somewhere above her.

It was getting hard to breathe, and Sarah wanted to try to take back control. She moved her head to the side and used both hands to push against Lester’s thighs. He relented and let her back up. She looked at him and said, “I’m not a slut. I’m a wife. A mother and a professional. I also just happen to be your slut.” A new streaming dribble of precum leaked from Lester’s enormous organ. She eyed the sticky fluid wantonly, knowing how delicious it would be.

“Heh. Just mine?” Lester grinned as Sarah started stroking his cock again, eye level with his head.”

“Just yours…” Sarah repeated, looking up at his beady eyes. In many ways, what she was saying was true. She had never done the things Lester made her do with Dan, let alone anyone else. He always pushed her boundaries and made her discover a new side to herself. “God, that’s so bad to say.”

“You’re not Dan’s little slut?” Lester asked, “Just mine?”

“I’ve done things with you that I never thought in a million years I would do. Things that I’ve never done with Dan before. Just for my boyfriend.” Sarah wanted to make him cum. Memories flooded into her brain; being taken by Lester in front of a homeless man, kissing a stranger as Lester fucked her in a car, parading herself around for his nerd friends, her in her wedding dress, Lester’s cum shooting into her for the first time. She dipped her head back down and took Lester’s leaking cock in her mouth again.

“And you’ve enjoyed every minute of it, haven’t you?” Lester grinned. He loved this—his corruption of this wife and mother, pushing her and making her admit how much she loved what he did to her.

“Fuck, yes,” Sarah slid his cock out of her mouth. “I can’t believe the things you’ve made me do. Fuck, it makes me wet just thinking about it. I should hate you, but I can’t. I just can’t say no to you.”

Sarah went to put her mouth back on his cock, but Lester suddenly grabbed her. Bunching the hair on the back of her neck into his fist. Sarah winced, pulling against it.

“Say it again,” Lester said sternly.

Sarah felt like she had to answer him. “I can’t say no to you.”

“Whose little slut are you?” He demanded.

“I’m yours. I’m your slut, Lester,” Sarah admitted. “I’m a slut for you and this cock.”

“Good girl,” Lester leaned forward and grabbed Sarah under her armpits, pulling her up into a standing position. He kicked her chair away. It slid across the room, crashing against a metal filing cabinet before toppling over.

“What are –” Sarah started, wincing at the sound of the crash. But then Lester’s lips were on hers. Kissing her. His tongue roughly pushed apart her lips and invaded her mouth, tasting her. Sarah felt her knees buckle as her tongue started to dance with his. Her kind, searching tongue battling against his vile, probing one, swimming against each other. Pushing and sliding back and forth into each other’s mouths, neither willing to stop.

He held her tightly by the back of her head. His large stomach pushed into her taut one. She could feel his cock pressing hotly through the material of her pants. Would his cum stain them? She couldn’t care about that right now. Her hand was still on his shaft, and she increased the pace, stroking him with urgency for herself. Her other arm snaked around his head, holding him in an embrace, pulling him against her as they kissed.

Lester stopped, took a breath, and stepped out of his pants. He was naked except for the shirt he was wearing. His hands started to tug at her blue blouse, pulling it away from her body. Her mind was racing but no coherent thoughts were coming to the surface, just her need. This wasn’t the plan some distant, small voice said.

His lips moved to the side of her face and then her neck. Licking her skin savagely. Then he moved to the tops of her breasts, tasting her there as she felt his fingers fumbling with the button to her pants. They couldn’t do that here. That’s what she had said earlier. That had been important, right?

Goosebumps spread across her thighs as the cool office air met her naked thighs. Lester had managed to get her pants undone. The garment fell to her feet.

“Wait. Hold on,” Sarah said as Lester backed her up until her panty-clad ass pressed against her desk. “We can’t do this here.”

Lester quickly knelt in front of her, tugging her pants off her legs. Her neatly ironed black pants were thrown across the room onto the floor in a second. Somehow, he had removed them while keeping her heels on her feet.

“What did you say before?” Lester grabbed her by the hand and pulled her towards him, his cock pressing into the black lace of her underwear. “You can’t say no to me. You’re my personal slut.” He leered at her, not asking but telling her her truth.

Lester pulled her further away from her desk, pulling her to the big window. He pushed her up against it until her bra-clad chest smushed against the glass. Lester moved behind her and kissed the back of her neck. God, she loved when he did that. It set her whole body on fire.

In between kisses, he started to tug at her panties. To her shock, Sarah felt her legs move, making it easier for Lester to slide them down. They hung limply by her ankles. She knew she shouldn’t do this here. Not in her own office. Maybe they could go to his car.

“Lester, let’s go down to your car. This is my office...” Sarah started, but her breath caught in her throat as Lester unsnapped her bra clasp. The only thing holding it up was the glass she was pressed against.

“You’re my little slut, Sarah. And today, Lester is going to fuck you in your office. Just like I told you last time. Have you ever known me to break my word? To lie to you about what I’m going to do to you?” Lester whispered in her ear.

Sarah looked down and saw hospital workers moving through the parking lot towards their respective cars. If any one of them turned around and looked up, they might have been able to see her. Naked. At work. She was confident they couldn’t, but she wasn’t sure. Lester slid the bra away to the side, exposing her private beautiful breasts to the sea of parked cars.

“No….” Sarah whispered back. Her mind snapped to Dan’s lie from earlier. Lester pressed his cock into her backside. Then, she pulled back and adjusted so that it pushed right between her thighs, brushing up against her wet opening.

“Then you know what’s about to happen right now.” Lester said, “What’s going to happen, Sarah?”

Sarah felt her knees tremble with anticipation. The cold glass was teasing her nipples. She braced her hands against the glass, knowing what was coming next, “You’re going to fuck me in my office.” she said, resigned to the inevitable.

“That’s right. This is your office,” Lester said, bending his knees and holding his cock with one hand to find the right angle. His thumb rubbed up and down her slit, finding then spreading her wetness. The meaty digit pressed further in, opening the married woman up and preparing her for the shaft in his fist. “And this is my pussy.” Then he pushed forward, and his bare cock head spread Sarah’s wetness open and began to push inside.

“Uh, oh my God,” Sarah moaned as she felt Lester’s cock begin to gloriously stretch open the lips of her pussy. She felt herself expanding inside to fit him. Her fingers tensed on the glass as she felt Lester penetrate her deeply. Lester grimaced with effort as he worked himself into the tight wife, mewls coming from her throat as she accepted his penetration.

Lester held Sarah’s hips firmly as he slid more of his naked cock into her. He looked down at her luscious ass pressing back against him. He took his time slowly working his cock in and out of her body, Sarah’s ass thrust back against him frantically, seeking more of him, wanting him to go faster. Her breathing had grown erratic, and she whined and yelped as Lester began to push into Sarah Williams rhythmically.

I’ve broken her in so well, Lester smiled. His hands started to maul her ass. He never could get enough of her amazing body. His eyes roamed over her naked back, and he wondered whether she ever thought in a million years that she would be fucked up against the window in her office. He thrust harder at the thought, making sure she understood he would take her anywhere he wanted and that she and her idiot husband should understand that.

Sarah opened her eyes and looked down at the parking lot. God, all these people were moving about, going to their cars. The cold of the glass on her nipples and breasts, combined with the relative warmth of what Lester was doing to her, was beginning to affect her. She felt a familiar deep sensation start all over her body. As she began to lose herself, she looked down at the lot. She saw people she knew. People she worked with. Other people in the hospital she didn’t know, but she was sure knew her or of her. Any of them might be watching her, seeing her get fucked by an ugly round man she wasn’t married to.

God, that was so dangerous, but admittedly, it was such a turn-on for her. Her surroundings were all secondary to Sarah, background noise to the feeling of Lester’s cock pushing itself further into her, satisfying its own need. She wanted more of it. Her body was already ahead of her, trying to thrust back and get more of him, but Lester was holding her hips firmly, dictating their pace and driving his cock into her upturned backside. Sarah needed release. Lester’s hand moved up her back while the other gripped her hip. His hand finally found her shoulder, and he grabbed it tightly.

Sarah held her breath in anticipation, knowing what usually came next. In one fluid motion, Lester thrust forward and sank the entire length of his cock deep into Sarah’s pussy, his hand on her shoulder fixing her in place. “Ah fuck,” The breath was forced out of Sarah’s lungs as she felt the large organ expand inside of her.

Lester pulled back his entire length until just the head of his cock remained embedded in the young wife. Then he thrust forward and rammed the whole thing in again. Pulled back, thrust forward. Pulled back, thrust forward.

He could tell Sarah was enjoying it. Her moaning was growing more insistent. He knew she liked to get ridden hard, and he was more than happy to oblige. He held his cock in her at its deepest point, knowing her pussy well, feeling like it belonged to him. The scent of her arousal filled the fat man’s nose.

“Ah, uh, fuck,” Sarah moaned as he pulled back. Then he thrust forward against her ass, “Uhhhhhh. Mhmmmmmm.” Lester kept up his relentless pursuit, bottoming out and slamming back into Sarah over and over. The wet colliding thud of their bodies against each other was obscene in the professional setting and became more so as their tempo increased.

Part of Sara worried he might thrust so hard that her upper body would shatter the glass she was braced against, and they’d both tumble down into the parking lot below. Her breasts kept pushing into the glass, her face mashed to the side as Lester continued to pummel her from behind with his driving hips. She could partly see Lester in her peripheral vision, and she wished she could turn her head further and see that intense look in his eyes as he fucked her. She wanted him to kiss her lips again, to have his tongue in her mouth. Her phone started to ring again, this time somehow sounding more urgent.

Pain. A shooting pain she’d felt before. Lester again bunched her hair into a fist and pulled her head back. Sarah felt herself bend into an unnatural position, her feet arching and her weight pressing down on her tippy toes.

“Ffffuck,” Sarah groaned as her hands pushed forward on the glass, thrusting her ass back onto Lester. If Lester let go, her whole body would collapse against the glass, shattering it. She was sure of it. But he didn’t let her go. Somehow, she was able to take more of his sizable cock into herself. She had thought it was already all the way in, but there must have been a bit more shaft now that the angle had changed. “Oh MY GOD!” the extra bit of shaft she’d taken in felt like it would drive her insane from the intense pressure. Lester steadily tugged at her hair amassed in his fist as he forced more of his cock into the frantic woman.

The coldness of the window disappeared from her breasts as they hung down, jiggling back and forth with each of Lester’s powerful thrusts as he held her hair like reins. Sarah hung her head as much as she could, her eyes unfocused, looking at the ground below her. Movement out the window caught her eye. It looked like John was leaving for the day, walking across the parking lot to her car. Part of her felt inadequate as her eyes followed him.

God if he saw her like this. The thought sent a shiver down her spine and caused her pussy to contract around Lester’s cock. She thrust back harder against him, feeling his fat stomach pushing back on her firm ass. Her eyes followed John through the parking lot as he got in his car. To her horror, he turned down the lane directly in front of her and drove in her direction. He was probably focused on the lot in front of him, but if he looked up…would he be able to see them? She thought the glass might have some privacy coating on them, but she wasn’t sure. She thought of the vision they presented; the squat, ugly IT consultant she’d recommended having the married administrator bent over and fucking the life out of her in front of the hospital parking lot.

It was hard to focus with Lester’s cock sliding in and out of her, but John’s car stopped. She wasn’t sure why. Maybe he had seen them. What was he doing otherwise? “Mhmmm yeah, god. Fuck.” Sarah groaned as Lester’s fingers dug into her shoulder and hip. His unrelenting pace was stoking the fire inside of her. She could feel it building up quickly. She didn’t want anything to change, just a bit longer, a bit more of this, and she would explode.

John’s car started moving again, turning down another lane towards the exit. Who knew? Maybe he had seen them, but she didn’t care right now. Sarah hung her head down and focused on her body, thrusting back to meet Lester’s thrusting cock. The feeling of it inside of her as it moved in and out of her, bringing her closer to another climax.

God, it felt so fucking good. Feeling his naked cock inside of her drove her wild. Lester bottomed out and held himself there, the stretching feeling sending the young woman to another place. She hadn’t even stopped to think about getting him to put a condom on. She wasn’t sure they would ever go back to those. Not when it could feel this good. If Dan insisted, she wasn’t sure how she would react. Would she say yes? Fuck, that didn’t matter right now.

Dan…. Fuck Sarah could feel her orgasm rapidly approaching. Lester was relentlessly moving behind her, his cock grazing against all the right spots inside of her. She could feel the sensation building. Getting more intense. Oh god. Oh god. Oh. OH

“OH FUCK!” Sarah screamed, her muscles flexing, growing tense. An orgasm rippled through her body. Her ass pushed back against Lester’s cock forcing him up inside of her. She felt herself rise onto the balls of her feet as her pussy clamped down on Lester’s cock, ensuring it wasn’t going anywhere. Her nerves felt like they were on fire as the shockwave of her orgasm ran over her body.

Lester gritted his teeth, loving every minute of Sarah’s pussy tightening around his cock. He pushed himself hard into her, trying to stroke her orgasm and keep it going. Every orgasm this woman had was one more chip in the wall of her defenses before it crumbled completely before him. He felt the young woman quaking and held himself inside her, pushing forward with all his weight. He felt the blood gather in his cock and flexed it, enjoying the power of his own cock.

The air in Sarah’s lungs finally protested and escaped through her gasping mouth. She hadn’t realized she had been holding her breath as she came. God, how long was that orgasm? It seemed to go on forever. Her muscles went limp, sore from flexing. She just needed a second to catch her breath. To let her mind catch up to where her body was.

Lester pulled his cock out of her and pulled her backward by her hips. Sarah was disoriented for a second, not expecting the move. Her ass pressed back into her desk. Lester wasn’t behind her anymore. He quickly stepped in front of her, and Sarah’s eyes ran up his body, over his thick thighs, to the impressive cock dangling between them. To his large, hairy stomach and flabby chest to that ugly face with his intense eyes.

She didn’t know what came over her, and she didn’t care. Trembling and breathing hard, she grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face down to hers, pushing her tongue into his mouth, tasting him. Savoring the feeling. Wanting him. All of him.

Lester was momentarily stunned by her lust but quickly recovered. He kissed her back hard, sucking on her tongue, licking her lips. They kissed each other hungrily, both wanting more of each other. They didn’t need to speak. They both knew what the other needed. Lester was in heaven. Having a woman willingly submit herself to him like this was like nothing he had ever experienced. Sarah was in a similar place, knowing that the massive orgasm she just had would soon be followed by more of the same, if not better.

Sarah’s legs parted as Lester moved between them. Her hands were gripping his neck and his back, urging him forward as her naked breasts pressed against his flabby chest. His gut pressing against her tight stomach. She felt his cock pressing up against her pussy again, ready for a second round.

As Lester’s tongue danced across hers and slid into her mouth, his cock slid inside of her. Sarah groaned with his entrance and locked her legs around Lester’s ass, trying to pull him deeper into her. His cock slid inch after inch inside, gliding on the wetness she’d produced until he was fully embedded in the young mother.

Lester broke their kiss and just stared into her eyes. The fire was there looking back at her, but there seemed to be something more. Something foreign evident on Lester’s features. It was the same look Dan would give her sometimes. Was it love she thought she saw? It looked possessive. She’d seen it before but pushed that detail away…

She pulled him back down into a hard kiss, and Lester started thrusting into her. His controlled pace fell away, and she felt something else take hold. Something primal that needed releasing. Lester’s fingers pressed hard into her hip and dug into her back as he fucked Mrs. Sarah Williams on her desk, fulfilling her husband’s long-standing fantasy. As he fucked the horny mother, he looked around the room at her office and at all the professional decor. The fat man stuck his tongue out as if to insult the room and leaned down and ran it all over Sarah’s neck. Sarah shivered at the contact, continuing to squeeze his gigantic cock with her tight pussy.

The desk squealed under their weight. Lester’s thrusts moved the desk back off its normal angle. They kept fucking like that, Sarah holding onto Lester, one of her heels digging into the back of his ass, her panties dangling around her ankle. The other heel was lost somewhere in the room as her toes pointed in her bliss.

Lester broke their kiss, and a line of saliva connected their lips before breaking. His face was beet red, and sweat shone over his skin. Sarah could feel it on his back as her hands held him. Her chest was also covered in sweat, but she didn’t know which one it had come from. It didn’t matter. She was too focused on Lester; the phone ringing was distant and unimportant.

“I knew I’d be fucking you in here today. I’ve been waiting to fuck you in your office.” Lester grunted, his balls slapping against Sarah. She pulled him down onto her desk. Pens and other objects clattered onto the floor as her body pushed them aside and her legs opened wider. The desk felt cool on her back, but the heat from Lester’s body on top of hers made up for the chill.

“Mhmmm, so I’m fulfilling your fantasy then,” Sarah said as Lester began to lick her neck as he fucked her.

“I think this is your fantasy, too. You wanted it. No one wears sexy underwear like that to work. You knew this was happening today, too.” Lester said between licks and kisses on Sarah’s sweaty skin.

“You don’t know me at all, then,” Sarah pulled Lester’s head down towards her chest. She closed her eyes, and her head hung over the side of the desk. It squealed again as Lester’s thrusts pushed the desk askew further into the room. More things clattered onto the floor. “I like dressing like this at work. It makes me feel sexy. Powerful. That’s how I need to be.” She pushed back against the short man, wanting both of them to cum.

“God, you are such a little slut. Now I’m glad I’ll be here this week for my birthday. I’m going to fuck you so good this week you’re going to forget about everything else in your life.” Lester grunted. Her pussy felt great wrapped around his cock, so snug but dripping wet for him. Sarah was actively milking his cock with her body as her legs pulled him hard into her.

“Shut up and show me then,” Sarah shouted before grabbing Lester’s head and pulling it firmly against her chest. His tongue ran all over her, lapping at her breasts, sucking her nipples, and licking the sweat covering her. Her hands ran through his thinning hair, and she reveled in the carnal feeling.

Something loud clattered to the floor, but she didn’t care to look. She didn’t want this feeling to end. Lester’s thrusts were getting more erratic as he pummeled into her. His cock rubbed against her G-spot and was stimulating other nerves that she’d never felt. Lester was going to give her another monster orgasm momentarily.

“Mhmmmm. Yeah. Right there. Lester, please. Please, Lester, don’t stop. Fuck me. FUCK,” Sarah whined. She realized she was being too loud. Way too loud. Someone would probably hear them going at it. She needed to stay quiet. She could feel another orgasm set beneath the surface, ready to breach and make its presence known. This was going to be a big one, the kind only Lester made her have.

“Fuck Lester, keep going. Don’t stop. I’m almost there again,” Sarah said in a hushed tone, trying to keep quiet, trying to keep herself from being discovered. From her coworkers hearing her. Hearing her have sex. Hearing her getting fucked in her office. The image of a group of men standing outside the door listening to her. Waiting for their turn…

“AH, FUCK, FUCKING FUCKI!” Sarah screamed at the top of her lungs as another earth-shaking orgasm washed over her. Her other senses seemed to dim as her body was entirely focused on the wave of pleasure washing over her body. Lester’s cock felt so hot inside of her. It felt like the wave of pleasure was radiating out from it, washing over her body, causing her legs to tense and pull him tightly, threatening to cut off his circulation and crush him. From somewhere far away, she heard the desk creak again. As she opened her eyes, the ceiling looked so strange from this angle.

The couple was motionless for a moment, both of them huffing and puffing as Sarah’s orgasm ebbed. They were once again looking into each other’s eyes when they heard it. The snapping of wood and their worldview quickly falling away.

The desk's leg supports snapped under their combined weight, and the desk crashed to the floor with a deafening thud. Sarah’s monitor toppled over and landed on the floor alongside the other contents of her desktop. She turned and looked around them. Everything was scattered over the floor, including her pens and papers. At some point, her trash bin had toppled over, and refuse had gotten everywhere.

The area between the broken desk and the door was littered with the contents of her office. It looked like her monitor was turned off with a crack in it. At some point, they must have knocked her laptop off the desk; thankfully, it looked closed. Hopefully, it still worked. A family photo of her, Dan, and the girls lay a few feet away. The glass cracked, obscuring her beautiful family.

Sarah pushed on Lester’s chest to get him off of her. She hadn’t wanted this. That sound of the desk crashing would surely attract someone to come and investigate. Lester gave her some space, and she turned her body and tried to move out from under him. She felt his cock slide out of her as she turned over and crawled off her desk, trying to assess the damage in the room before someone knocked on the door.

The room was a mess. It reminded her instantly of Lester’s dirty room. Maybe not as bad, but this wasn’t like her. She always prided herself on her clean office but this was –

Lester grunted from behind her, and she felt his stomach pressing into her ass. She looked behind her and realized that he was positioning himself to take her from behind. He hadn’t cum yet. She felt his cock at her entrance teasing her slit, waiting for her. Her head buzzed, and she heard a ringing in her ear. She looked around at the messy room, her eyes settling on the broken picture frame. Sarah closed her eyes to block it all out. It could wait.

With her eyes closed, she moved her ass backward, slowly at first, her pussy lips parting to allow Lester’s cock entry to her. On her hands and knees, she felt Lester’s humongous cock slide into her, running over her G-spot, running over every inch of nerves inside of her. His chubby fingers gripped her hips tightly. His legs, now between hers, he reared back, and he started to fuck her for everything she was worth. She matched his pace quickly, knowing she’d cum at least once more.

Sarah’s fingers spread out onto the floor, trying to hold on as he fucked her relentlessly. Her hands moved pens and notes aside to press against the cold tile floor. They slipped because they were covered in sweat.

Lester was fucking her in the mess of her office. In the remnants of the professionalism she had carefully curated. She was getting fucked on the floor like an animal…like a slut. And she was loving it.

“Not gonna be long now,” Lester grunted through his teeth. Sarah’s ass was pushing back energetically, eager to take more and more of Lester’s cock into her. This position always reminded her of primal humans and beasts. Lester was fucking her like an animal. It was a thing of nature. Something natural was happening.

Lester slapped her ass cheeks, causing her to whine. A large fat red handprint was left behind, “I’m going to cum soon, Sarah. I’m going to cum in your little married pussy.”

His words were igniting something inside of her. She felt another orgasm quickly building. She never came this much with Dan. No one else could elicit this kind of response from her body—this troll of a man owned it.

“Fffuck,” Sarah moaned, dropping her head onto the floor, fully submitting herself before Lester. “Give it to me. Cum for me, Lester.”

“Do you want me to pull out? Shoot on your back?” Lester grunted again. His pace was increasingly erratic, desperate. She knew he was about to cum. The idea of not feeling the hot cum inside of her caused a pang of disappointment. No, she needed to feel it. She wanted to feel him wash her insides to put her over the edge.

“No. Don’t you fucking dare. Cum in me, Lester,” As the words left Sarah’s mouth, the orgasm felt ready to pop. “CUM IN ME LESTER.”

“FUCK, HERE IT COMES, BABY,” Lester shouted, his voice echoing off the walls in her room. “TAKE MY CUM, SARAH.” Smoothly, as if in a single motion, Sarah’s pussy lips gripped the thick base of his cock and rose up the shaft, drawing a huge load up out of his balls. Lester’s eyelids fluttered spastically, the heavenly loss of control flowing from him.

“GIVE IT, UH, OH FUCK, FUCK,” Sarah screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt Lester’s cock explode inside of her. His hot cum shot out, hitting areas deep inside of her that no one else had ever come close to reaching. Her pussy tightened around his cock, milking it as she came. Every shot of Lester’s cum inside of her was like a flaming jolt of pleasure ratcheting up her own orgasm, setting her nerves on fire.

“FUCK yeah, Sarah, take it! Take it all!” Lester shouted as he continued to thrust into her. Her ass grinding itself back against his cock as she rode out her rapture.

“Fuck ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod,” Sarah clenched her teeth as Lester again bottomed out inside of her. Another orgasm ripped through her body as she was filled with Lester’s potent, pungent cum. She’d never felt so full in her life. His warmth was spreading inside of her, exploring every inch of Sarah’s core.

Her torso collapsed onto the cold tile floor. She couldn’t catch her breath, her hands extending out around her as the last ripples of pleasure lingered in her body. Sarah’s ass was still in the air, connected to Lester’s body by his blessed cock.

His breathing was just as hard as hers. Eventually, he leaned back, pulling his still-hard cock out of her. Sarah’s hips immediately fell to the side, lying on the messy floor naked, except for her one heel, which had still somehow remained on her foot.

Lester sat back on his ass. They stayed like that, covered in sweat and each other’s fluids, breathing hard. Sarah felt Lester’s cum start to leak out of her. She opened her eyes and looked around at the mess, trying to find the Kleenex box she usually kept on her desk. It was on its side near the filing cabinet. She crawled over to it, her muscles burning from exhaustion. Grabbing a handful, Sarah cleaned up what she could of the mess between her legs.

Through sheer willpower, she climbed to her feet and appraised the room. It was a fucking disaster zone. It looked like a bomb had gone off. Her things were everywhere. Some of them were broken. Her desk had collapsed, and one of the snapped-off legs was across the room by the door.

Lester just sat there like a tub of lard, watching her as she navigated the mess and found her underwear and clothing. As she began to get dressed, Lester got up and followed suit. He still had one thing left to do today, after all.

With his clothes back on, he watched Sarah pick up various things on the floor and arrange them on the small table against the wall. Her eyes seemed to linger on the broken photo in her hands before setting it down.

He moved across the room to her, causing her to turn in his direction. Lester leaned in for a kiss, but Sarah turned her head, his lips touching her cheek.

“Lester, this is a fucking mess. We destroyed my office,” Sarah said quietly, now fully conscious of how loud and violent they had been.

“It’s not that bad,” Lester said, surveying the room. I hate to do this, but I have something I need to do for Jerry before the end of the day.”

“It’s fine,” Sarah said, motioning to the door. “You can go. Just be discreet on your way out, okay?”

“I’ll see you later this week, then? It’s my birthday on Thursday, and I’m going to be stuck in town.” Lester said as he made his way to the door.

“I don’t know Lester. I don’t think so. This was too much. Too intense.” Sarah leaned against the table, crossing her arms.

“Felt pretty good to me,” Lester said, turning the knob and opening the door slightly. He peeked his head out and then moved through the gap, closing the door behind him.

He didn’t have to unlock the door. Did he even lock it in the first place? She wasn’t sure. Maybe he had just unlocked the door. But if he had never locked it…anyone could have walked in and witnessed what had just happened.

A ringing sound filled the room. Sarah didn’t recognize it, but it was definitely a ringtone. She walked around the mess, getting closer to the sound’s source. She bent down and pulled up her broken desk. Under it there was an unfamiliar phone. It must have been Lester’s.

She grabbed the device as it hummed out a somewhat familiar tune and, by instinct, turned it over to look at the screen. The name ‘Lizzie’ appeared on it with the option to answer or ignore the call. Why was she calling him? Sarah thought they were over. When Sarah wasn’t in Chicago, was Lester still seeing her? Did Lizzie want to get back together with him? If she did, what would that mean for them? She couldn’t help but think of seeing Lizzie bent over in Lester’s room as he fucked her from behind. Sarah pressed the ignore button and hurried over to the door, hoping to catch Lester before he went into the elevator to give him back his phone.

Closing the office door behind her, Sarah walked out onto the floor, bracing herself for knowing glances from coworkers. Except the floor was empty. No one was in their cubicles or offices. A custodian’s cart was outside one of the cubicles but no one was in sight. Sarah glanced towards the elevators, but Lester wasn’t there. She must have been too late.

Late.

What time was it? She turned on Lester’s phone screen and glanced at the time in the corner. Shit, shit shit!. No wonder no one was around. They had all left a long time ago. It was well past the time Sarah was supposed to leave and….

Pick up the girls. She was so late picking them up. She hurried back into her office, grabbed her purse, and left the mess behind to deal with tomorrow.

***

Lester strolled back to his cubicle in the relatively empty IT office. Only one other guy there, the IT tech, stayed on site overnight - the graveyard shift. Lester didn’t know his name and really didn’t care to learn it. He just needed to get his bag so he could head back to the hotel room.

He smirked as he slid the phone out of his pocket. What would Sarah think of Lizzie calling him? It was too easy. All he had to do was change the phone's number to display as Lizzie in the one he left for Sarah to find.

He grabbed his bag and made his way out of the hospital. As he left, he looked behind him at the window to Sarah’s office, remembering the show he’d orchestrated there. He couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off his face the entire time he was leaving.

***

The woman in charge of aftercare scowled at Sarah when she picked up her kids. Sarah had never been late in her life picking them up, but today her kids were the last ones left at the school. The lady had been pissed she had to stay late, and the principal had even called Dan, who obviously couldn’t have helped from Chicago.

That’s probably who tried calling her earlier. She’d rushed out of the hospital without checking her phone, mortified at being late to grab her kids for the first time. She felt embarrassed and small under the dirty looks the staff gave her. The girls had been crying, thinking that no one was coming for them.

She drove them home to their house, and Sarah’s mind was a mess with everything that had happened. Dan’s lies, the rug being pulled out from under her with the promotion. The earth-shattering sex with Lester.

Sarah felt butterflies in her stomach thinking back to the rough sex that she’d engaged in less than an hour ago. Glancing in the rear-view mirror, the girls seemed to be settling down. They would be alright—time to hit McDonalds for an easy late dinner tonight.

The sex had definitely helped mute the other things that had thrown her for a loop today. Sarah thought back to earlier in the week when she and her husband were in the car with the stranger. She was still mad at Dan, but not as much as before. Maybe her little tryst with Lester had helped balance the scales. Guilt began to creep in that she hadn’t talked to Dan about it before like they had agreed on, but then again, he let some old fucking pervert watch her without her consent and let her clean up the mess. A small voice reminded her that she’d seen a call from Lizzie to Lester. Why was she calling him? And why did Sarah care? If Lester had to choose either her or Lizzie, which would he pick? She dropped the train of thought before it could leave its station.

Sighing, she thought of how Dan would probably pinch his nose in this situation. All she could do right now was get the girls fed and get them home to bed. Today had been a mess, and she just wanted it to be over. As she pulled into their driveway, a large drop of Lester’s cum flowed out of her, soaking her panties, reminding her of what they’d done.

***

Jesse slung his gym bag over his shoulder and rode the elevator to the ground floor. One of the perks of his new job was an office on-site. As he worked out, all he could think about was Sarah Williams. The next time she saw him, he would be buff and have more muscles than Dan. She wouldn’t be able to resist him then. The way she’d backed her ass up against him on two different occasions was constantly on his mind.

She wouldn’t be able to hide the feelings he knew she had for him. He could take care of her better than Dan could.

The elevator doors opened on the marble lobby. Jesse walked across it, passing by a group of young women who also worked in the building. He didn’t dare look at them, it was better to seem disinterested but he felt a pang of shame when he noticed none of them had turned their heads to check him out.

He pushed open the lobby doors, and the cool Chicago air felt good on his sweaty skin. None of those girls were anything compared to Sarah. When they saw her on his arm, they would probably trip over themselves to talk to him.

Rounding the corner towards the El station, he noticed a man leaning against the building, smoking a cigarette. As Jesse got closer, the man stood up straight and stepped directly into Jesse’s path.

“You’re Jesse, right? The man looked Jesse in the eye and extended his hand, “My name is Peter, and I have an offer you’re going to be interested in.”