"Going Raw" Vote Driven Story archive (Patreon)

I will be updating this post every time the "Going Raw" story part is released. I thought it would be a good idea to keep it in one place

I will be updating this post every time the "Going Raw" story part is released. I thought it would be a good idea to keep it in one place without all the meta stuff getting in the way. Easier to read for people who don't want to go to Ao3 or upgrade to 5$ tier.

Part 1:

You're in the zone! A Puazi of purpose and efficiency!

The whole week you've been working hard, getting shit done in ways you've always dreamed of. Fuck all of these productivity apps, you don't need them! Raw power flows through your body like never before! You are a machine that inputs coffee and outputs results!

Yes, you have been finding yourself distracted by odd things; new smells and sounds all around you, fighting for your attention, but somehow never quite winning. You wonder how it is possible to be focused and distracted at the same time, but don't dwell on it, not wanting to break your streak.

After the last couple of months at the office, you needed this. The board are short sighted fools chasing the next quarter profits to the exclusion of all else, and your department are a bunch of unmotivated squabbling humans. You've had to ride them twice as hard as before, and yourself thrice over. It's been hell, but somehow you've broken through to the other side! 

You try to ignore the heavenly smells wafting through the crack in your office doors as you write an email to a potential client. They wanted to meet soon and you can't wait. They've always been a tricky one, but you just know you can get them to sign with the company with how hot you've been burning. But the smells! Did somebody bring home cooked meals again? Smelling up the whole office! How inconsiderate! Even if it smells nice it makes other people- ah! Whatever! You'll ream their ass later.

Your underlings have been acting odd recently. There's been a lot more smiling than before, to a suspicious degree. Not to mention the levels of attractiveness shooting through the roof! Are the humans finally figuring out that communication and good grooming are important? Or maybe your newfound focus inspired everybody to get their act together?

Nobody dared to say anything, but You can tell something is up. It's tough being the boss sometimes... You miss the closer connection to people you work with, but what can you do?

You were just about to make some sweet, sweet love to your calendar app, when you notice Nadia - your secretary slash personal assistant - peeking at you through the crack in the doors.

"Ahem... If I may take up a minute of your time boss?" She says, looking as professional as ever. Sometimes you wonder if that woman was born fully grown ready to get some work done.

"Yes? What is it?" You try to not sound impatient. You always did try to cultivate a welcoming atmosphere.

As Nadia walks into your office, you note that she has not been spared from the wave of inexplicable hotness gripping the humans of the office. Her curves look delightful, trapped in the grey pencil skirt. Her heavy breasts strain against the tasteful white high-collared shirt, contrasting with her dark skin and silky black hair. 

Her perfume almost overwhelms you. You feel your body respond to it, but you manage to clamp down on it. Getting aroused in the office would be bad. There's enough stereotypes about horny Puazis flying around. You don't need to add to that by getting hit with an HR complaint! You get a hold of yourself and manage to focus on Nadia's face. High cheek-boned, beautiful severe face. Amazing chocolate colored eyes focus on you from behind her glasses.

"Please do stop me if I am overstepping, but... Would you like me to go to a pharmacy and buy you your... Medicine?" She says.

"My... Medicine?" You respond dumbly as a small part of you goes cold.

"Usually, you put it on the TO-DO list every two weeks, like clockwork. I can almost set my calendar by it." She chuckles. "I haven't seen it there for a while... And you've been... " She trails off looking uncertain.

Your hand, almost without prompting from you, shots out to the lowest drawer of your desk and yanks it open. There it is, the white and orange box of pills Nadia bought for you three weeks ago. A cartoon image of a smiling Puazi business-woman shaking hands with a human plumber mocks you.

The box is unopened.

You realize, in that moment, what happened. You've been so busy that you... Forgot to take the pills, like an absolute imbecile! You dimly remember moments of vague intent to find a box and take one, but you never got around to doing it.You were too busy at first… Then you were on the a roll and did not want to distract yourself.

For weeks you've been going raw! The smells, the attraction, it's been the Heat! And so has been your good humour and focus... You've heard that some Puazi prefer to go without the pills to be more aggressive but... You thought it was just some woo-woo bullshit.

Your reaction to humans had never been overly strong, thank fuck! This could have ended really badly if it was! 

The box rips open easily, the leaflets full of orange little pills you've been taking all your life feel familiar in your hand... But you don't take one. You just look at it. You should really take them! But...

Uncertainty grips you. You've never really done this before. Yes, you have experimented a bit in college, but you've never really gone fully raw. You always saw it as a given that it would ruin your focus and distract you from your ambitions but...

"Ahem... How long has it been?" Nadia asks.

"I think... I think two weeks." You respond feeling numb.

"Ah... That would... Explain it."

Your head snaps up, you stare at her. "Explain what?"

Nadia stiffens. "There have been some... Behavioral changes. Nothing major... But to those who know you..."

"Oh God..." You hide your face in your palm. You can't look at her right now. "What changes?"

"Well..." She sighs and continues "You have been checking me out... A lot. And others too." 

You groan loudly. This is hell. "I am so- so sorry..."

"It's fine. It's just... Biology. You can't help it." She says, her voice calm and free of judgement. "I have... Worked with Puazi before. These kinds of things happen."

You groan again. Not to you! It never happened to you! You've heard of some Puazi embracing the Heat or whatever, but you looked down on them. They were just making your whole species look bad because they could not get a handle on themselves.

Now... Now you wonder...

"Nadia... Tell me honestly. These last two weeks... How has my work performance been?" You ask her, dreading the answer. Nightmarish visions of clients receiving emails filled with nonsense and sexual innuendo take your breath away.

"You have been outstanding..." Nadia says, surprising you. Her eyes are shining with the same fire you've seen in yours lately. She had always been as much of a workaholic as you have been. 

"Really? But..." You say as you look back down on the pills.

"It's not that uncommon... It happens... Sometimes." Nadia says, as she looks away and adjusts her glasses.

"What? What do you mean?"

"I mean... Ahem! Look... This is a bit of a HR nightmare we're talking about here..."

"Yeah, alright. This is a private conversation. Please!"

Nadia pauses for a while, before speaking: "You see... I have a... Friend from college who works... Well, nevermind where she works, but her office has a couple of Puazi who... Go raw." The way these words fall from her lips make your breath quicken. If Nadia noticed, she thankfully did not show it. "They say it helps them keep up the pace. It does not work for every Puazi, but for the minority... It really works."

That sounded... Familiar. That sounded... Promising.

"The problem is... " Nadia's eyes bore into yours as she continues. "The problem is that... It is a careful balance to maintain. One needs to... Direct that energy somewhere, lest they burn out."

You're pretty sure you do know what she means... Now that you've realized where that drive of yours comes from... Your body's demands are becoming more difficult to ignore.

"My friend... She... Helps her boss work off his energy." Nadia says quietly. "She considers it... Her favourite part of her job. She calls it a perk..."

Nadia says nothing more, as she stands there and looks at you. Wait, did she just... Offer you her "help"? She did not outright say it, but there was something there, in between the lines. Or maybe it was just your horny mind telling you what you want to hear. You decide to shelve that for later... As you catch yourself staring at her breasts.

She catches you as well, but does not say anything. What she does is demurely put her hands behind her back and... Push out her chest, the buttons straining to contain her bosom. You feel your throat go dry. Oh, this could be a problem.

"T-thank you for... For this conversation. As usual, you are a gem Nadia. I- I'll need to be alone for the moment." You manage to say, your eyes unable to leave her breasts. 

"Anytime boss... Anytime." Nadia whispers and leaves the office, closing the doors behind her.

You lean back in your chair, trying as hard as you can to ignore your body calling out for release. You laugh as you realize that you've pretty much been edging for weeks without knowing. Now that you know what is going on... You want it. You want it bad!

And you're surrounded by humans! There isn't even one Puazi working in your office. They're everywhere... Fuck!

Going raw has always been scary to you... The loss of control. The possibility of bringing shame to your species... Your parents raised you alone, away from the Puazi culture and their free love woo-woo polycule-ass horseshit. You always had a clear view of the path in front of you and Heat was not a part of it...

But, now? Now... A whole new world of possibility opens in front of you. Last week was good, not just work wise, but overall. You feel more awake, more alive! You wonder if it's the same for other puazi... Could Nadia give you their contact information? There's certainly practical aspects of going raw that you- Wait, are you really considering this?

What you should do is take these pills right now. Or better yet, send Nadia to a pharmacy to get some super fast acting ones! That would be the safe way of proceeding... You can think through the situation once your mind is clear of distraction.

But... You don't want that. You're on a hot streak, and breaking it now would be unthinkable. No. You're not taking these pills... Not now. Maybe later?

You've always been honest with yourself... You are a workaholic. You love what you do! And now, once a way to do it better opens up? You're not passing it up, even if the road ahead may be... Full of trial and error. No, the pills stay in the box... For now.

You stand up, and walk to the window... Your reflection emerges from the darkness outside. You've spent the whole day working your ass off and you still have energy for more... You feel like you could go for hours without stopping. It's intoxicating.

You look yourself in the eye and wonder.

Now what?

Part 2:

An aroused woman stares back at you from the darkness beyond your office window. You study yourself in the reflection. You're still slender, but your age has started to fill out your breasts and hips nicely. Your long black hair up in a loose up-do, your pattern dark, horns tall and sharp...

You look like a woman that wants to fuck.

How could you not tell before? Even in the dim reflection you can see the hint of golden flecks around your pupils, a sure sign of the Heat. The outline of your cock straining against the tight black pant-suit skirt.

Outside your office, Nadia shuffles some papers; the last one to leave besides you, as usual. The reality of the two of you alone on this floor hits you like a ton of bricks. She offered herself to you earlier... At least you're pretty sure she did. Nobody would know if the two of you- No! You stop yourself from imagining it, your cock already leaking precum at the thought.

You are a god-damned professional woman and you're going to handle yourself like it! Even if Nadia offered... There are still practical considerations. You clear your throat before calling out: "Nadia! Could you come in here?"

The doors to your office open, inviting in more of Nadia's smell followed by the woman herself. Her high heels clatter on the hardwood floors as she approaches carefully. You do not turn away from the window, afraid she could see the bulge in your skirt if you did.

"Yes? Ms. Petrova?"

"I... Is everybody gone for the day?" You ask, hoping your voice does not betray your arousal.

"Yes. We're alone."

"That's good..." You begin, your mouth dry. "About what we talked about earlier... Your friend. How does it work with her and her boss? In practical terms..."

A soft inhale. A shuffle of papers. Nadia's heat as she steps closer. Then, a stack of paper is pressed into your hands. Nadia, a gem that she is, does not comment on your odd behavior.

"She signed an NDA and a consent form. There are... Standard ways of approaching these kinds of relationships." Nadia speaks softly.

You glance down at the forms she handed you. It all does look rather mundane. Would not hold up in criminal court, but either party breaking the agreement would have a nasty civil case on their hands... You skim the documents, happy to have a distraction from your throbbing cock. Your heart catches when you get to the end and see the signature lines.

Nadia already filled out hers and your information. All that's left to do is for you to sign, right beside her tight and efficient signature.

"Ah... You... Signed it." You say.

"I... Apologise if it was... Presumptuous of me." Nadia whispers.

Relief almost cuts you at the knees. You were right before! You scramble for the pen in your pocket and press the papers against the window to sign them; trusting that Nadia did not sneak anything malicious into the fine print.

"There- all- all ready." You choke out.

You hand Nadia the papers. She glances over them and places them neatly on the desk without a word. She looks as professional and buttoned up as ever, but her long hair is down... You'd never seen her wear it loose... She looks gorgeous.

Her eyes travel down your body and widen slightly at the shape of your cock pushing at the fabric of your skirt. Her soft lips part as she breathes in. Is she disappointed? You wonder... Humans and their strict preferences have always mystified you... But no, a rare expression of hunger flickers over her usually neutral features.

"Ms. Petrova... Would you like me to-"

"Yes!" You interrupt her, not caring what she was offering. Anything is good right now!

She chuckles and reaches her right hand down to the source of your recent troubles. You hold your breath as she makes gentle contact with your cock; Even through two layers of fabric her touch almost brings you down to your knees. You lean back against the floor-to-ceiling windows of your office and push your hips out, as Nadia rubs your cock firmly.

"Pleease- please Nadia!" You hear yourself babble. Her hand on your cock robbed you of the few last brain cells you had.

"My pleasure Ms Petrova..."

With quick, efficient motions she hikes your skirt up and rolls your panties down, freeing your throbbing hard cock. She gasps as it swings away from your belly and hangs free. It's large, and thick for human standards, mostly dark in coloration, with some blue around the head. You step out of your panties impatiently, not wanting anything to hinder her.

"Oh... Oh you're really... In need..." Nadia whispers in awe.

You answer with some noises that may or may not have been words, your cock screaming at you, demanding to be touched.

The feeling of her fingers wrapping around the thick shaft is heavenly. She's gentle at first, gliding her fingers with little pressure up and down your shaft, familiarising herself with the lay of the land. Then, the pressure increases, her hand wrapping around your cock in earnest. The first few slow strokes almost make you come right then and there. You can tell that she has done this before.

Nadia sighs and presses herself against you. You dimly realise that she is taller than you, especially now as you slump against the window... Her smell overwhelms you; your hips bucking back and forth on their own, in rhythm to her firm efficient strokes. You don't even think about asking for permission as you bury your nose in the side of her neck. Nadia jumps a bit, surprised, but she quickly adjusts herself to allow you better access.

Her perfume and pheromones mix into a heady scent that takes your breath away. Deeper down, you can smell her own arousal. Her pussy is getting wet from jerking you off, even as her face remains as controlled as ever.

You want to thank her, but your mouth seems unable to form words. A deep moan escapes you, but you don't care. It feels too good. You want more! MORE!

"As you wish Ms. Petrova..." Nadia chuckles. Did you say that last part out loud?

Her grip on your cock hardens, beyond what you can take. Between her soft hand milking your shaft and the feeling of her soft breasts pressing into your side you know you're done for.

You scream into her neck, as you come. Nadia gasps, surprised, but does not stop pumping her hand, thank God. You forgot to warn her in your daze.

Your moans turn more guttural with each rope of cum shooting out of you. Nadia whispers something, but you are past words. Only thing that exists to you is her hand on your cock bringing you to ecstasy.

Finally, after far longer than ever before, the orgasm releases you. You gasp for breath, pressing yourself against her.

"Oh my... You're as impressive as ever Ms. Petrova" Nadia whispers, her words finally breaking through.

The Heat clears enough for you to realize what she means. In your desperate arousal you did not consider where your dick was aimed. Your desk is covered in many thick puddles of your own semen. Some of it fell on the documents Nadia just placed there, thankfully not enough to ruin the signatures.

"S-sorry... Jesus..." You gasp out.

"No, that's fine... But my, oh my, that was a... Load." Nadia teases from beside you. "Very impressive..."

Nadia continues to gently stroke your softening penis as the two of you stand there, cooling off. Your mind is clear enough to feel embarrassed by how much you lost control just now. It was amazing, but...

"I am sorry for becoming this... Wild. It's unseemly."

"It's fine... It's the nature of the beast. Did it help?"

"Oh yes. I feel much clearer now..." You say, finding it to be true. Some of your earlier energy has left you with your orgasm, but not all of it. You feel refreshed and more focused than before. Amazing... Your mind is already calculating the best orgasm schedule to maximise your daily efficiency.

Nadia hums happily. "Well, I am glad to be of service Ms Petrova..."

"And I am... Glad for you, Nadia. Really."

She hums again. Her hand is still stroking your cock. The feeling of peace and satisfaction begins to recede, arousal poking its head again. The short refractory period of the Puazi in full display. Your cock begins to harden again in her hand, sending pleasant tingles through your spine. The smell of Nadia's wetness becomes too difficult to ignore.

"Nadia... Your friend, what does she do for her boss? Exactly?" You ask.

"Hmm... Hand-jobs... Fellatio..." She pauses for a second. "Sex. Anything he wants..."

"And... You. What would you... Be willing to do?"

"All of the above." She answers simply as her fingers lazily circle over the swollen head of your cock.

You try to collect your thoughts, but it is difficult, the haze creeping back in again. "Nadia, what would you like to do? I can smell that you're... Aroused."

She flushes hearing that. Her professional demeanor slips for a fraction of a second, before reasserting itself again.

"If I were to... Pick. I would like cunnilingus..." She states simply.

You are on your knees before you realise what she said, your body acting on it's own. Nadia yelps as you push her against the window and roll her skirt up with trembling hands.

"Oh- I assumed we were speaking hypothetically-"

Your lips crashing into her wet panties interrupt her. She moans as you suck on her; the taste of her pussy juices are everything you needed to lose your mind again.

You lick and suck at her crotch with no restraint, your hands reaching up to cup her shapely ass. You dimly realize that she must have at some point rolled her panties aside, because you begin to taste flesh, instead of wet cotton.

Her hands grip at your horns, guiding you to her opening. You take the hint and push your tongue deep inside of her. She tastes like the sweetest thing you've ever tasted, you can't get enough! Your lips explode in a delightful ache as you press them against hers. The way her vagina squeezes your tongue punches a spike of pleasure through your core. What is happening to you?

You spend who knows how long feasting on her, enjoying the wonderful new ache inside of you. You almost scream when the pull on your horns forces you out. Nadia moans as she pushes your mouth onto her hard clit. You instantly get to work, swirling your tongue around it, enjoying the feeling of her folds sliding over your sensitive tongue.

You breathe in deeply through your nose, buried in her dark and curly pubic hair, enjoying the smell of her pheromones. It fills you like nothing else you've ever felt before. Your cock feels amazing despite receiving no stimulation; the feeling of it swinging around as you hump the air desperately almost enough to make you come again!

Nadia screams something urgent, but you can't understand her. Your world does not have words in it, just sensation. You suck her clit in and out of your mouth, licking it all over over, hoping to make her happy. Her hands dig into your horns and scalp, pressing your head into her harder. You can smell her orgasm coming!

You suck on Nadia's clit harder as her whole body tightens; her orgasm filling your nose with wonderful new smells. They fill you, raise you higher, drive you crazy! You scream into her as you feel your body tense with a delightful ache.

Your core explodes in pleasure, as the first rope of spray of cum shoots out of you. Your moan into Nadia's clit; Waves of pleasure tear through you, as you empty yourself onto the floor and window of your office.

After an eternity of bliss, you fall back on your ass heaving for breath. Nadia leans against the window, looking satisfied. She is gasping for breath as well, her eyes closed. Not even a hair on her head out of place, as expected.

You, on the other hand, feel like a mess. Your hair has fallen out of the hair bun and is ticking your sweaty neck. Nadia's juices smeared all over your face and neck, teasing you with their heavenly smell. Your nipples are as hard as diamonds, straining against your bra. You want to tear your clothes off... Your eyes meet Nadia's. Similar fire burning inside them.

You two are not done yet... Nowhere near. The night is just beginning.

Part 3:

Nadia towers over you.

You're sprawled out on the floor, face full of pussy juice, hair a mess, cock softening from the orgasm you've just had. You're a mess. You wait for shame to grip you, but it doesn't to your surprise. Nadia smoothes out her skirt and lowers herself to kneel in front of you, her deep eyes never leaving yours.

"Ms. Petrova... I've only ever known you as a driven and confident woman..." Nadia starts, her voice impossibly gentle "So please do not be insulted by my question..."

You hold your breath, eager to hear what she will say.

"Would you prefer if... I took charge, when I gave you relief? You seemed to enjoy that." Nadia says, her face so close to yours.

The idea of Nadia leading you makes you excited beyond words. All you can do is nod. Her face blossoms into a rare smile. She leans in and gently kisses you.

Her lips are soft and warm. You open your mouth to deepen the kiss, but she's pulling back already leaving you wanting more. "I'm glad... Thank you for putting your trust in me..." She says softly.

"Thank you for... What you're doing." You respond.

The corners of Nadia's lips twitch. "You are not the only one benefiting Ma'am..."

She stands up and puts her hands on her hips as she surveys the mess you've made. "Ahem... If you would give me a minute... These should be... Secured." She says as she reaches for the documents you've soiled earlier. As usual, she focuses on the practical.

You stand up as well - on legs far wobblier than Nadia’s - and move away from her, hoping to try to get yourself into some sort of order.

Nadia notices your feeble attempts at cleaning yourself, and smirks. A drawer slams shut, the documents secure. Nadia's gaze settles on you, making you feel small and helpless. It's a good feeling. This woman will... Do things to you.

"Ms Petrova... I have noticed before that you've... Enjoyed my taste and smell..." She speaks, as she saunters towards you. She stops a mere foot away and her hands hooking under the hem of her dress. Your eyes widen as she rolls it up and slowly slides off her panties.

"I- yes. It was... Amazing." You admit. It was.

Nadia bends down, her eyes never leaving yours, and takes off her panties. You're impressed with her ability to do so while standing up. This woman has some hidden talents, you must admit. The panties are white, lacey and very, very wet. "Well then... I have a gift for you."

She smiles and presses her panties to your nose. The smell of her arousal buries itself deep within you in seconds. Your cock, hardens again instantly. You grab for her panties greedily before you can stop yourself. Nadia chuckles and places both her hands on your chest.

Then, you're falling. It's so sudden that you don't even manage to panic before you're already landed on something soft. Nadia smiles down on you with a tinge of wickedness you are not used to seeing on her face. Did she just push you?

You find yourself sitting on the soft office chair. Nadia helped you pick the whole set years ago... You sniff at her panties again, wondering if she thought about you two using it back then. The thought, combined with her arousal destroys any semblance of calm you've regained since your last orgasm.

Nadia straddles you, the lounge chair just wide enough to accommodate both of you. She looks down on you, sniffing away at her wet panties and sighs.

"Oh my... Ms Petrova... " Nadia leans back, Her hand gently sliding onto your cock, guiding it towards her entrance. "You look really lovely right now..."

Do you? You're pretty sure you look like some sort of a pervert, frantically sniffing away at underwear, but the praise makes your heart swell all the same. You consider answering, perhaps to compliment her back, but you opt to take another whiff of her panties instead.

Nadia clearly does not expect you to respond, instead focusing on guiding the head of your cock through her folds. The head of your cock feels amazing as it sinks into her slowly. The feeling of her walls gripping onto you is heavenly enough to almost distract you from the smell of her panties.

She takes her time lowering herself onto you. When she is maybe a third of the way through you moan and buck your hips, trying to go deeper. You want more of her!

A hand on your chest stops you in your tracks. "No. Do not move." Nadia chides you. "You are quite... Impressive in size. We need to take it slow."

The authority in her voice makes you stop.

You nod your head and try your very best. It takes all you have to remain still, as Nadia ever so slowly raises herself. You almost cry as your cock exits her, only the head touching her still. Then, with deliberate slowness she lowers herself a little bit further.

The slow, delightful torture lasts forever. Over and over she raises herself, just to sink down a little bit further. You feel yourself go half mad with desire, the musky smell of her panties the only thing keeping you from moving.

Soft, gentle noises escape Nadia's throat as your cock plunges deeper and deeper inside her. While her professional demeanour never quite breaks, you can see the cracks. She is loving this too... But it seemingly does not make her want to speed up the process any more.

You're practically chewing on her underwear by the time she is able to fit all of you inside; her soft, ample thighs resting on yours. Nadia opens her eyes and looks down on you, a gentle flush on her cheeks.

"Good job... You did great."

Your heart does a triple somersault hearing that. A more self conscious woman would have felt embarrassed to be praised so, but you don't care. This is great! You've never quite given it much thought but yes, you do tend to do a good job!

About time somebody said it!

Nadia chuckles seeing your happiness, but does not delay further. She begins to ride you, her hips grinding onto yours faster and faster. You whimper with the need to move, but you keep yourself still. She is so warm and tight your head spins with the effort. Finally, Nadia leans over you and whispers.

"You can start moving if you want to-" Is all she manages to say before you slam your hips upward. Her eyes go wide and she moans deeply, feeling you inside of her. Your hips move wildly, driving in and out of her almost without your input.

Nadia groans and grabs for her underwear, ripping it out of your hands. You whimper, at the loss of her smell, but she does not give you time to complain. She kisses you deeply, her tongue pressed against yours before you even know what's happening. She tastes like pure desire and submission.

Your hands find and squeeze her soft and curvy ass, teasing a chuckle out of her. She bites your lip, the ache making you feel drunk. Her lips match yours perfectly, their softness bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Even without your cock inside her you know you could come from the kiss alone.

She matches your rhythm quickly, groaning into your mouth each time your cock slams into her. Between her skilled mouth and warm sex you both know that you won't last long. She breaks the kiss and whispers into your lips "You can come inside me Ms Petrova..."

As if your body was waiting for permission, you orgasm instantly, holding onto her for dear live. Her vagina tightens around you, making your thrusts strained. Is she coming as well? Time after time, you come inside of her all the while she moans into your mouth throatily; her body tense with her own pleasure.

When it is done, you relax into each other; Nadia's body is heavy on top of you. You heave for breath, your mouth free of hers. Your cooling semen leaks out of her, as your mind clears of the haze once more. You lay there for a while, enjoying each other, before Nadia breaks the silence with her soft voice.

"Very... Very good Ms. Petrova... Very good..." She whispers, her voice dreamy.

"You too Nadia... That was... Great..."

Nadia hums in response and gyrates her hips gently. Your cock responds, sending a twitch of arousal straight to your brain... Again? Already?

"Mhmmm... Somebody's not done yet..." She murmurs into your ear and grinds herself into you again.

"I think I have one more in me..."

"Is that so..." She murmurs again. Her hips picking up speed.

"Yesss... God yes!" You moan, ready for it again, your cock already hard, sliding in and out of her easily, covered in a mixture of your own cum and her juices.

Abruptly Nadia stands up, leaving you cold. You almost cry at the loss of her body. She walks over to the couch opposite of the lounge chair. A large comfortable looking L-shaped piece. Perfect for casual business meetings... And more as Nadia demonstrates.

She lounges back at the intersection of the two large soft grey cushions, her legs spread wide showing off her wet, freshly fucked pussy. She beckons you closer with her finger.

"First you will eat me out again... Come here." She says, a lustful gleam in her eye.

You consider all sorts of responses as you scramble towards her, but settle on burying your face in her mound. You were going to do it anyway, why bother pretending otherwise? Your hips begin humping the couch instantly, your cock aching wonderfully at the contact. God bless Nadia for picking something with enough space to do this!

She tastes like sex, sweat and cum. The mixture overwhelms you, makes you lose yourself instantly. She murmurs praise in between moans, her hips bucking into your face. You spend God knows how long in-between her legs, servicing her as she caresses your horns and hair with her soft gentle fingers.

Your hands grab at her ass, kneading and caressing the cheeks. Nadia says something, but you can't understand, your world limited to taste, smell and touch. Then, you understand as her thighs envelop you, shaking with ecstasy. Her orgasm is gentle and slow, neither one of you in much of a hurry to move on. Your tongue and lips ache wonderfully by the time she spreads her legs and gently pulls at your horns, inviting you on top of her.

Your cock slides into her so easily you almost cry. You want to bury your face in her neck and get another dose of her scent, but she stops you with her hands on your horns.

"You will kiss and worship my breasts." She says slowly, her words clear enough for even your muddled brain to understand them.

Her hands guide your mouth down and you're surprised to find her chest bare; she opened her blouse and took off her bra at some point. Her breasts are wonderfully heavy and pale, her nipples dark and thick. Your mouth closes around one of them and you moan in pleasure, your cock pumping in and out of her.

"Good job Ms. Petrova..." Nadia moans and leans back into the couch.

You lose yourself in her chest. Your mouth and tongue feel amazing as you lavish her breast and nipples in attention. The wonderful ache comes back, the pleasure radiating through your tongue and lips almost as great as the feel of your cock thrusting into her.

Nadia's breath quickens and she clenches down on you, making you see white. A hand digs into your hair and drags you up, your mouth melts into soft lips. The pleasure of it all is too much and you come as well, moaning into Nadia. Her firm hands gripping the back of your head, deepening the kiss.

It almost hurts this time as your sensitive penis twitches wildly inside of her. Your fourth orgasm of the night is long and strained. You feel sweaty and achy as you empty yourself for the final time of the night, Nadia groaning into your mouth, and squeezing you with her thighs all the while.

When it's over, you both go limp, utterly spent. You don't think you could go again. Despite the sudden exhaustion you feel relaxed. More so than you remember in ages... Nadia hums gently into your ear, sounding deeply satisfied. The feeling of gratitude floods through you.

You really lucked out when you hired her.

You can see the sketch of how your life will look like from now on... And it looks wonderful. You could have this every day? What did you do to be so lucky?

"Mmmm... Ms. Petrova... Are you satisfied? Or would you require... More..." Nadia asks softly.

"I'm tired... How about you?"

"Hmm... Very satisfied... And rather tired as well... You've been great... I hope I was not too demanding." She answers, her voice clear and profesional.

"It was great... You were great Nadia..."

Nadia says nothing, her warm hands caressing your back. It feels heavenly... You want to feel this every day... But can you? in the heat fueled haze you rushed through the Planning of this... Arrangement... But there's some decisions that need to be made.

"Nadia... How does it work with your friend and her boss? How often do they have sex?"

"Every day. He... They have a simple arrangement... He... Uses her whenever he wants too." Nadia says simply.

Uses her whenever he wants to, huh? That sounds... Interesting... Nadia is pretty much always with you. It could work.

"But... I also know a man who... Takes charge of his boss's schedule. She prefers to have him balance her... Needs." She says, her voice betraying a hint of longing. Is that what she would want?

Nadia being fully in charge of your heat would be... Your heart speeds up just thinking about it.

There's also the matter of edging... could your recent energy be a result of denying yourself release for so long? That would be... Interesting to explore... Tonight had been rather explosive. You liked that and you worry that having access to sex every day would be distracting.

So many options... What to do? You nuzzle into Nadia's neck thinking about the possibilities.

Part 4:

Nadia's soft full lips wrap firmly around the head of your cock. Her eyes look up into yours, filled with her own building lust. You recline on your office couch and wonder how you could have lived without this your whole life? Over the last week you and Nadia became so in sync that all it took was a mere look from your PA to know what you want.

Now, she kneels on the floor before you and gets to work without complaint, professional as always. She does not waste a second, your schedule already tight as it is. Her tongue swirls under your foreskin as her right hand pumps up and down on your hard shaft. You groan, knowing you won't last long. 

It's the second time today she serviced you. 

The first time was a quick blowjob in the car on the way to the office. Nadia- Thank God for her-  thought ahead to request a car with a divider. Her head was bobbing up and down your cock before you were even fully awake. Over the last week you both learned you needed to come in the morning, or you will be too distracted to give it your all.

Now, she teases the climax out of you as you hold on for dear life, the haze of the Heat relaxing you, making you moaning without a care. The woman's mouth is wonderfully skilled, in less than a week she learned exactly what you need to come. And now, she is putting all she learned into practice.

Nadia hums happily as you come in her mouth. She swallows everything you have to give diligently, not letting a single drop spill. Then, she takes your cock in deep, the head pushing into her throat. Slowly, carefully she travels up as she licks your shaft all over, cleaning it. Her deep chocolate eyes never leave yours until the head of your cock leaves her mouth with a quiet pop.

It's the sexiest thing you've ever seen.

When she's finished, she stands up and smoothes out her skirt. A tissue, breath spray and a quick swig from a water bottle, cleans any evidence of your orgasm. She smiles down at you, as you try to right yourself, your mind spinning back into gear.

"Ahem. We have three minutes before the conference call with the logistics head." She says, looking at her tablet.

"The- the numbers-" You begin, trying to catch up.

"In the printout on your desk."

You take a deep breath and center yourself. There it is, that feeling you've been chasing all week, ready at your fingertips. You're focused. You're ready. This feeling of flow, will fade in time, replaced by arousal. You have about a two hour window. It would be a shame to waste it.

You open your eyes and smile at Nadia.

"Thank you. Efficient as always!"

She smiles at you, hunger in her eyes. She loves your new routine as much as you do.

---

The elevator lurches to a stop, making Nadia sway in surprise. Her eyes open wide when you press her against the wall and kiss her deeply. She does not question you, but you can feel her surprise in the way her lips take a fraction of a second to catch up to yours. The way she clutches her tablet to her side.

It's been a long and busy day. No time for even a short break. You thought that you could handle it.

You can't handle it!

"Ms Petrova?" Nadia breathes out in between kisses.

The emergency stop button was right there, and your finger... May have sought it out. The smell of her, in this confined space was too much. 

"Turn around." You moan out the usual pleasantries beyond your reach at this moment.

Nadia huffs and does what she was told, hiking up her skirt without complaint. With practiced ease she rolls down her panties, braces herself against the wall and pushes out her beautiful ass. "We don't have much time. Please do be quick."

You reach down to feel her pussy, and find it dripping wet. She's ready for you.

Your hands on her hips you push inside, trying to be gentle. Nadia groans as you drive deeper into her. By now, you know all the noises she could make, enough to translate them. That groan meant desire.

"You- you're wet." You moan.

"I saw the way- the way you looked at me." She breathes out, angling her hips to help you push into her.

She stills as your cock enters her fully. You desperately try to stop yourself from moving, to give her a moment to adjust, but it is a losing fight. Your hands find her breasts as you pull out of her, before slamming your hips against hers. 

Nadia presses her hand to her mouth, to stifle her moans. It wouldn’t do to be heard; your arrangement too precious to risk. Her tender quiet moans drive into you, making you fuck her harder, kneads her breasts more roughly. You want to hear her scream your name, your hazy mind ignoring the consequences.

"Ms Petrova!" She groans, surprised at your ferocity. 

You push into her with all your might, as she whimpers and groans your name. In less than a minute, her body grows tense, her pussy clenching down on you. She comes hard, with a long breathless moan. You orgasm shortly after, releasing a whole day's worth of cum into her.

When you're done, you stumble away from Nadia, trying not to get any cum on your clothes. With all your might you try to force the haze out of your mind. What the hell are you doing?

Nadia pushes away from the wall on shaky legs. It's not often you've seen her so out of sorts. You open your mouth to apologize, but she shushes you.

"Thank you... I really needed that, "she whispers. 

"Really? It wasn't... Too much?" You whisper back.

Nadia winks at you, while she cleans herself.

"You were not the only one... Denied release today Ms Petrova..."

You laugh, trying to get your head back into the game. This was a stupid risk... But you can't deny yourself this woman.

Less than five minutes after you entered the elevator, you exit on the top floor. You find the board members sitting around the conference table, looking rather annoyed.

"Sorry for the delay! We had a bit of a technical problem with the elevator." You say with an easy smile, your body thrumming with energy.

A chorus of various hurumphs greet you. The company CFO waves his hand dismissively.

"Don't make it a habit."

"Of course sir!" You lie.

---

Over the last month, you've grown to know every inch of Nadia intimately. Between your office, your car, apartment and an innumerable nooks and crannies of your company's building you've fucked her everywhere and in every way.

The sex slotted into your daily routine so naturally, you honestly have a hard time remembering how the two of you managed to get any work done without it.

You certainly wondered that yesterday, when Nadia had to call in a personal day. It was... Tough to say the least.

"Ms Petrova! Could you- Wait a moment!" Nadia says exasperated.

Your answer by licking her clit again, dragging your long tongue up and down her mound slowly. You know how much she loves it, even when she tries to pretend otherwise. The ache builds inside you with each deliberate lick, making you salivate even more. Over the last month you've learned how to make yourself come with just your mouth, and it is a glorious knowledge.

"Oh my God- Fine!" Nadia huffs and puts down her phone. You've interrupted her making final changes to your schedule for tomorrow. When you saw her, leaning against your desk, lit by the warm light of your desk lamp you could not help yourself. You pushed her onto her back and dug in. It's late enough that you can afford to not be too careful.

There's nobody else on this floor but the two of you.

Nadia already serviced you three times today, but you can't get enough. In the morning, she rode you quick and hard on the way to the office. After an entire day without her, you could not settle for just her mouth, wanting to feel all of her.

Then there was the messy blowjob in the supply closet, minutes before your presentation to the Canadian delegation. You were too rough with her, practically fucking her mouth, but she took it like a champ. She knelt before you and matched your thrusts, letting herself be used. There was no time for gentleness.

After lunch, you bent her over your desk and fucked her hard, as she made travel arrangements for the upcoming conference in New York. She rolled her eyes at your neediness and continued her work as if you were not balls deep inside her. Her gentle moans let you know how much she enjoyed your attention.

Now, you finally have enough time to enjoy her fully. Her eager hands grab at your horns, pulling you in. You suck her clit into your mouth, and lick it all over.

"Oh Ms Petrova." She moans. During the day, she never allows herself to do it, always mindful of the consequences. But now? Now she lets go.

Her hands roam freely over your horns and hair, as she sighs deeply. The day's tension drains from her with each flick of your tongue. Your own hands find her ass and squeeze hard. The ache builds inside your lips and tongue, radiating outwards, sending pulses to your stiff cock. You know you don't have much time before you come. When her thighs close over your head, you're done.

Nadia's orgasm holds you captive, her trembling thighs becoming your whole world. The smell of her, the taste, the texture of her folds becomes all you know, as you please her eagerly. You were so focused on her pleasure that your own orgasm took you by surprise.

Deep in the Heat, drunk on Nadia's smells and taste you dimly realize that you are coming into your panties. In your hurry to eat Nadia out you forgot to free your aching cock from your clothes. In seconds your underwear is slick with semen, your black lace panties soaked through.

She releases you with a sigh, her legs spread wide, pussy soaking wet. Slick with your saliva and her own juices. You stand up on shaky legs and lean over the desk. She looks as gorgeous as ever, trying to catch her breath, with her black pencil skirt rolled up above her thighs, white blouse tight over her full breasts.

"Is that... Going to be all? Ms Petrova?" Nadia breathes out, something like a challenge in her eyes. She rarely outright states what she wants from you, choosing to let you decide.

You free your penis from the messy underwear and press it against her opening. She hums happily and shifts her hips to help you push in. She is wet beyond belief. You enter her easily, her body used to your size by now.

Every time the two of you get an uninterrupted moment of privacy you promise yourself that you'll take it slow... But you never do. You fuck her hard and fast, your cock pistoning in and out of her madly. The force of your thrusts almost sends her sliding away from you.

"Oh my- Ms- Oh dear!" Nadia laughs, her arms stretch out to find the edges of your desk. She braces herself, trying to keep from being pushed off.

You laugh, but don't slow down. "Too much?" You huff out.

Nadia smirks and spreads her legs wider, taking you in deeper. She looks deeply into your eyes, her own dark with arousal. "No- Ma'am. I'm- perfectly fine."

You glide your hands over her spread legs, enjoying the smoothness of her stockings. Nadia's eyes widen when you grab her ankles. She does not resist as you bring her legs together and throw them over your shoulder. You hug her legs and fuck her with all your might. Her eyes cloud over, the new position making her even tighter. 

She comes first, squeezing your cock so hard you can barely force yourself inside her. The stimulation is too much- between her hungry eyes on yours, the feel of her smooth stockings and the tightness of her, you come hard. She whimpers needily when she feels your cum shooting into her, filling her completely.

Nadia groans loudly as both of your orgasms crest. You slow down, but don't stop thrusting in and out. She moans softly, happily, enjoying the aftermath. 

The Heat clears, for the last time today, but brings no focus. You're spent... The new arrangement is great, but the downside is that when you're out of gas, you're really out of gas. It's been a long and productive day, to cap off a long and productive month. 

You look down on Nadia, who looks back at you with hooded eyes. You open your mouth to thank her, or perhaps just call her beautiful, when you hear a noise from the doorway.

You turn, to see a young woman standing inside, clutching a laptop to her breast, looking at you and Nadia. Your eyes roam over her idly, taking in her blonde hair, white shirt and black slacks and most interesting of all: a rather stiff looking bulge around her crotch. 

A deluge of excuses crosses your mind, but it's no use. From her vantage point at the doors, she can quite literally see your cock sliding out of Nadia, as you hastily adjust yourself. Maybe if you weren't so tired you could spin this, but...

You've got nothing.

Nadia sits up on the desk, her expression shifting into one of authority.

"Cassandra... If you could please go to my office and wait... I will be there shortly." She says as she pulls away from you.

"I- Yes. Ms Kattan." The young woman, Cassandra replies. She hesitates for a moment, her eyes on your half hard cock, before leaving.

Nadia sighs and jumps off the desk. Before you can get your brain to work enough to say anything, she has already cleaned herself with a napkin and is walking out of your office. She turns to you before leaving.

"Don't worry Ms Petrova." Nadia says. "I'll take care of it... You can rest."

You're left alone in your office, semen cooling on your half hard cock wondering about the future.

Part 5

Nadia was not waiting for you in the car this morning. 

Nor was she waiting for you in the building lobby. 

You texted her, of course. She assured you that the "Cassandra Situation" was being taken care of. However glad you were to hear that, it was hardly why you needed her right now. Over the last month your body has become accustomed to a certain routine... One that had been broken twice this week.

Safe inside your office, you check your daily planner. All of your morning meetings have been pushed to tomorrow? A new point on the agenda is taking up their place.

EMERGENCY STAFF MEETING

You trust in Nadia, but you can't help feeling anxious. Maybe making a habit of fucking your assistant was not as good of an idea as you thought? All of your reasons seem silly in hindsight. You may have signed all the right paperwork, but if the board wants to get rid of you, they will find a way.

The elevator lurches to a stop on level thirty eight. This floor's renovation had been delayed for months, due to some sort of an electrical issue. Your cock feels like a steel rod stuffed into your panties, as you walk through the half finished offices; bare concrete walls and exposed wiring makes you think that this would be an excellent spot to hide a body. 

You laugh at your own sillyness... Nadia is as obsessed with work as you are but she would not go that far to solve the "Cassandra Issue". 

Probably.

Finally, you find the right door. Conference room 38D is not very large, but at least it's finished. A mere thirty by thirty square foot box, three walls lined with warm wood paneling, the fourth a row of floor to ceiling windows providing illumination. Instead of a conference table, the middle of the room is taken by a comfortable modular lounge setup- perfect for more informal meetings. 

Nadia stands up from her seat and smiles at you. She's looking sharp as usual- dressed in a tight orange pencil skirt and a slate blouse with a modest cleavage. Strangely, her long silky hair is down today.

"There you are, Ms. Petrova. I apologise for the interruption to your schedule. I decided that solving our staff issue was top priority." She says, indicating the other woman in the room with a slight move of her head.

Ha! Woman! The girl is barely twenty three, if you recall her personnel file correctly. You feel ancient compared to her at your age of- let's not go there. You haven't dealt with Cassandra personally, but you've heard that she's a good intern. A bit timid, but a hard worker.

The girl did not stand up, nor acknowledge your presence in any way. She sits in her seat looking... Mortified? You study her slight frame, her long blonde hair is tied in a messy bun, a long fringe almost covers her eyes. She wars grey slacks and a tight black turtleneck that hugs her modest curves really nicely. You try to catch her eyes, but she is busy trying to stare through a hole through the floor.

"Ahem... Good morning! Thank you for... Taking the lead on this Nadia." You say. You open your mouth to continue, but Nadia shakes her head slightly. 

She sits back down and pats the seat next to her. You shrug and sit beside her, opposite to the seat Cassandra is in. You're careful to cover your crotch with your purse. The sight of your raging erection would surely spook the girl even more.

"Ms Petrova... I've explained to Cassandra the nature of our arrangement. To cut to the chase, she is worried about the power dynamic at play. Me being your employee seems to be the sticking point." Nadia says, more to Cassandra than to you. "She... Wants to report us to the board."

You sit up straight. A dozen ways to stop her cross through your mind... But in the end, that's not who you are. You sigh, suddenly feeling tired.

"If that is what you wish to do, I will not stop you Cassandra..." The girl's eyes meet yours for the first time. They're grey and rather pretty. There's something odd in them. "I will only ask that you allow me to come clean to the board on my own-"

"That won't be necessary," Nadia cuts you off before putting her hand on your leg. 

Your beleaguered cock responds by hardening even more. You consider stopping Nadia, but your cock screams bloody vengeance at the very thought of doing that. So, you just sit back and decide to trust her.

"Cassandra agreed to... Withhold judgement until she sees our... Arrangement in action."

Your brain stops, then goes through a series of flips and twists. "A-alright. I can... Work with that," You manage to say.

Nadia smiles and moves your purse aside, revealing the hard bulge stretching the fabric of your skirt. Cassandra's eyes widen as Nadia smiles and puts her hand on your cock. Gently, far more gently than usual she rubs along it.

You start to feel the Heat build, the smell of both Nadia and Cassandra getting to you. The reality of being locked in a small room with two humans finally hits you.

Cassandra stares at you, her legs pressed tightly together, her hands squeezed between her knees. When Nadia rolls up your skirt to reveal the hard cock trapped in your underwear the girl gasps. 

"Would you like a hand job, Ms. Petrova?" Nadia asks you.

You don't trust yourself to speak without drooling on yourself, so you nod. The way her hand reaches into your panties and gently covers your cock is maddening. You moan despite yourself and push your hips out, seeking more pressure, but Nadia's hand moves with you.

"Please-" You hear yourself say. Your cheeks burn. You try to ignore Cassandra's presence in the room, but it still hurts. You've never had anybody but Nadia see you like this.

Nadia smiles and grabs your cock harder, making you groan. The lack of the morning blowjob is really making itself known- a few touches and you're already half-mad with the Heat. By the look on her face, Nadia knows exactly what she's doing- She strokes you expertly, without taking your cock out of your panties. The feeling of lace gliding over the head of your cock in rhythm with her hand is new and wonderful.

You moan and lean into Nadia, burying your nose in the pit of her neck. You breathe in her scent and instantly feel drunk. God, you love her smell... Today it's deep, and floral with a strong twinge of arousal underneath. She likes being watched.

"As you can see Cassandra..." Nadia says as her thumb circles over the head of your cock, smearing the precum around. "Ms. Petrova is hardly in a position to take advantage of me right now, is she?"

There is a part of your mind that would like to object to this way of framing your situation, but a larger portion is preoccupied with the smell of Nadia's wet pussy.

"I-I see..." Cassandra whispers. "But she is... She is still your boss. Our boss."

Nadia releases your cock just as you start to feel your orgasm build. You groan needily, as she takes off your underwear. The cold air hits your overheated penis like a bucket of ice, making you whine. Fuck dignity, you want to come!

"I could try to challenge your assumptions about who really holds the power here..." Nadia says, ignoring your whining. "Or assure you that I could destroy Ms. Petrova's career if she took advantage of me..." 

"Pleeease! Nadia!" You murmur into her ear as you thrust your hips out, presenting your cock to her. You just need a little more!

You're dimly aware of Cassandra's eyes following the shape of your aching cock, but you have bigger concerns right now.

"All I will say..." Nadia whispers, as her hand finally wraps tightly around the shaft. She gives it a few slow deliberate strokes, deep enough to pull back your foreskin and expose the blue cock head to the blonde. "I trust Ms. Petrova. I... I have great respect for her and I believe that she would do her utmost to avoid hurting me."

You feel warmth, deep within hearing her words. There is much you would like to say back , but her hand speeds up, beyond what you can take. You nestle yourself into her neck and breathe in deep, as her hand guides you to your climax. 

Cassandra gasps when the first rope of cum erupts out of you. You scream into Nadia's neck, oblivious to most of the world. All that matters is her hand pumping up and down and her scent filling your nose. It takes you a long time to empty yourself fully.

When you're finally done, you flop back onto the couch utterly drained. The haze is retreating, taking much of your morning anxieties with it. You feel relaxed... Something wet touches your cock making you start- but it's just Nadia with a wet wipe cleaning you. 

Good thing she thought ahead. You would have just come all over yourself.

"But... In the office, last- last night.... You did not look... In charge Ms Kattan." Cassandra whispers. Have they been talking while you came down from your orgasm?

Nadia laughs. You open your eyes, to see her lean towards the younger woman: "Cassandra... I like sex... I like it quite a lot. And sometimes..." Nadia pauses, Cassandra hanging on her every word. "Sometimes I like it… Hard..."

The girl looks down, unable to meet her eye, before mumbling something. Your mind is clear enough that you can actually think, maybe for the first time today.

What is Nadia's plan? Inviting the person threatening to expose your affair to the board to watch you get a hand job is... Not a sound strategy most of the time. Unless... You smile, seeing the erection stretching Cassandra's slacks. The girl seemed to have liked what she saw just now.

"I greatly enjoyed working for Ms Petrova before we started having sex..." Nadia continues. "Now... I love it. I can have her every day..."

"And I love it too..." You say. Nadia turns to you and smiles, before focusing back on the girl.

"Can you imagine that Cassandra? Having her every day?" Nadia whispers. The blonde does not answer her, so Nadia presses on: "I think you can... I think that's why you agreed to this meeting, instead of going to the board. I think... That you wanted to see more."

Cassandra defies your understanding of human biology by blushing even harder than before. Too late, she realizes how visible her erection is and tries to hide it feebly.

Your cock hardens again as well, seeing her fret. You allow yourself to imagine how it would be... Having this pretty young woman take care of you. So different from Nadia. You take a deep breath, and try to catch her scent. 

It's sweet and light.

"Cassandra," Nadia says, her voice impossibly gentle. "Would you like to come over here? Be closer to us?"

Cassandra does not respond, for a long while, her eyes averted, her body tense. Then, after you became certain that she would not do it, she stands up and walks over. Her hands clasped in front of her, trying to hide her arousal. You hold your breath, scared that anything you'd say would spook her.

"Have you ever pleased somebody with a penis?" Nadia asks.

Cassandra shakes her head jerkily.

"That's fine... I will show you how. Ms. Petrova... Would you like-" 

"Yes! Please... I would love that Cassandra," You say quickly.

With a trembling sigh, the young woman kneels before you, her eyes jumping around the room. Unable to hold yours or Nadia's gaze, her eyes settle on your hard cock. 

Nadia kneels beside her. She leans in and whispers into the girl's ear: "Don't worry... I will start."

Her words seem to relax Cassandra a bit. The sight of two of them together, kneeling before you, getting ready to make you come is almost too much to bear. It's like looking directly at the sun.

Nadia leans in first and takes the head of your cock into her mouth. She gives it a few slow, languid licks before taking you in deeper; her tongue caressing you on her way down.

Cassandra's face is so close to Nadia's that you can feel her breath on your shaft. Her scent wafts over, making your eyes flutter. Cherry, and a heavy dose of human arousal.

"God, you smell so good Cassandra-" You moan before you can stop yourself.

She jumps up and smiles adorably before mumbling a thank you. Nadia chuckles, her lips stretching over the head of your cock. She reaches out and grabs Cassandra's hand, then gingerly places it on your hard shaft, right under her own lips. Slowly, she begins stroking you with Cassandra's hand.

Cassandra's lips part slightly, as she focuses on matching Nadia's rhythm. Her fingers press in harder, pushing into the tender skin of your cock. In between them, the whispers of Nadia's own fingers tease you. They continue like that, in silence for a while. Teacher and student. 

Nadia gives the head of your cock a final swirl before releasing you. "That's good Cassandra..." She whispers as she lets go of the girl's hand. The blonde continues stroking you on her own. "Now, place your other hand here." 

"Like this?" Cassandra asks, as her warm hand grasps your testicles. She gives them an experimental squeeze, marveling at the softness. Your moan startles her, but to her credit she does not let go.

"Yes... Excellent. Perhaps a bit harder." Nadia hums beside her.

The impromptu hand job lesson continues for a while. When Nadia is not demonstrating the proper stroking technique she cradles your balls, or caresses your shaft below Cassandra's eager fingers. You moan obscenely, as four hands tease, stroke and fondle you closer and closer to the edge.

The girl is nowhere near as skilled as Nadia, but she is a quick study. Before long her nimble hands are stroking your shaft with confidence. You try to last as long as you can, to give them more time, but it's impossible. It feels too good.

Nadia, an expert in deciphering your various moans, leans in and whispers into Cassandra's ear. "I think Ms Petrova would enjoy your mouth right now... Cassie." 

The girl nods and leans in, her mouth open eagerly. Somewhere along the way, she lost some of her shyness, her lust replacing it. Nadia lets go of your cock and moves behind the girl, her lips close to her ear, whispering instructions and praise.

As Cassandra's lips close over the head of your cock, she looks into your eyes. Her once grey eyes are almost entirely black, her pupils wide with arousal. Between those eyes, her mouth eagerly bobbing up and down your shaft and her hands stroking you confidently there is no way you can last for much longer.

"Get ready... She's going to come soon..." Nadia whispers.

Cassandra nods, in a way that is so eager to please that you come right then and there. She squeaks softly, as you explode inside her mouth, surprising her despite the warning. She tries to swallow it all, but the volume overwhelms her. Semen runs down her chin in rivulets, before spilling down onto Nadia's waiting hand. 

"That's alright... Do try to get it all," the older woman whispers. 

Before you're done, Nadia's hand is slick with your cum. Cassandra swallows the last drop and leans away from your softening cock, gasping for breath. Her chin is covered in your semen, but she looks happy. You want to tell her that she did a good job, but your brain is not quite there yet.

Nadia looks down on her soiled hand for a long moment before she presents it to Cassandra, who looks at it blankly.

"It would not do to leave a mess... Discretion is important." Nadia says calmly as she smiles in a way that is quite predatory. You've seen like that before, on the first night you two had sex.

You know that there is a dominant edge to the woman. One you two explored a little, here and there... But never enough. There was never enough time for it, the Heat pushing you to take Nadia hard and fast. The way you liked it.

You feel a pang of regret. Have you neglected her? Nadia would have told you if she wanted something else... Right?

Cassandra stares at the semen slick hand for a moment, before leaning down to lick it all up. A gentle moan escapes her, as her tongue explores between Nadia's fingers, chasing a drop that almost escaped her. When she's finished she ducks her head down.

"I'm sorry Ms Kattan... I'll... Do better next time." She whispers.

Next time.

Nadia smiles widely. She looks... So happy it hurts to see. Something to talk about when the two of you are alone.

You take a deep breath and allow the haze of Heat to wash away from you. 

"Ahem... Thank you Cassandra... And you Nadia. That was really... I really needed that. This morning has been tough," you say, as you sit up straighter.

Cassandra nods but says nothing, her eyes once again averted. Nadia winks at you, before turning to the younger woman.

"Cassie... If you could please stand up?"

The girl does so without much delay. She tries, once again, to feebly cover her erection but it's no use. She gives up and hides her hands behind her back.

"Y-yes?"

"Ms Petrova... I think that Cassandra's performance has been... Exemplary, don't you think?" Nadia says with a hint of pride.

"I think that's true. Definitely deserves a reward."

Nadia smiles up at the girl. "Yes... I was thinking the same..."

Cassandra squeaks hearing that. Her adorable face, flushing crimson yet again. You notice that a bead of precum has leaked through her slacks at some point. A small little wet spot, where the head of her penis stretches her pants.

You feel yourself begin to harden once again.

The girl notices it and bites her lip, her eyes glued to your growing erection.

Yes, she definitely deserves a reward.

PART 6

As it turns out, Cassandra did not need any instruction when it came to eating pussy. She looks perfectly at ease, licking deep between Nadia's dark folds. Satisfied sighs escape the woman, proving the girl's expertise.

At Nadia's urging the three of you moved deeper into the conference room, to a U-shaped part of the lounge set, at the head of which the woman now reclines, enjoying Cassandra's attentions. Her tight skirt discarded, her stocking clad legs spread wide, one hand in the girl's hair encouraging her gently, the other on your leg rubbing small circles. 

"Oh, a little higher up- perfect Cassie... Just perfect," She sighs as the girl's mouth locks onto her clit. "Very good..."

"I hope that you're enjoying your reward, Cassandra," you say, feeling your own arousal build again. 

Cassandra nods happily, as her hands travel up Nadia's legs and caress her hips. Nadia's hand finds yours as she comes, her hips push out to grind against Cassandra's lips, her sighs deepen into moans. The room is thick with the smell of her arousal, adding to your building Heat.

But you don't do anything, but observe Nadia as she comes, eyes closed tight, her full lips pursed. She looks beautiful, and satisfied. You don't want to interfere, pushing down the Heat as much as you can, however unnatural it feels.

You want to see more of her with Cassandra. The way she smiles is... Wonderful.

Finally, after she's done Nadia relaxes with a long sigh. The young woman continues to lick up her juices, but more softly now, mindful of the afterglow. 

"So... Cassandra. Is that really all you wanted?" You ask her, trying very hard to keep arousal out of your voice. She jumps a bit at being addressed.

She fidgets a bit, before standing up, her erection soaking the front of her grey slacks with precum. You can tell that she wants to come desperately, but has no idea how to ask for it. 

Nadia watches both of you as she pushes through her afterglow, a curious twinkle in her eye. She may be gentle with the young woman, but you know better. 

Nadia loves to see her be teased.

"Take off your pants," you tell Cassandra.

She flushes and nods, before unbuttoning her slacks with shaky hands. Her panties are blue, patterned with supergirl logos. They're incredibly cute, and soaked through with her arousal.

"Underwear as well," you continue, as Nadia's eyes shine.

Cassandra breathes out shakily but she complies. Her penis hooks into the elastic as she rolls her panties down her thighs, then springs back up, startling the poor girl. She looks absolutely mortified.

Her cock is average sized for a human, maybe slightly longer and thicker. You find it incredibly cute, and so does Nadia by the adoring look on her face. It springs around as Cassandra awkwardly steps out of her pants and underwear, a bead of precum shining atop the gland.

Cassandra stands up straight, clad in nothing but her black turtleneck, and tries desperately not to look at Nadia's wet pussy. The girl wants it so badly that it hurts to watch. Nadia adjusts her blouse and her hands happen- surely by accident - to settle near her opening. She rubs her clit gently, as the other hand spreads her folds.

"Cassandra... You will need to say what you want. Otherwise we can't give it to you," Nadia whispers, her eyes trying to catch Cassandra's.

Casandra groans, her eyes close, her fists clench, before she relaxes with visible effort. She is shaking a bit when she opens her mouth to speak.

"Ms- Ms Kattan... I would- I would like to..." She stops, for a good ten seconds. When she continues her voice is very quiet, "Can I- Can I put it in?"

You consider asking her for clarification, just to tease the girl further but Nadia acts quicker. She smiles and spins herself around, so her head rests on your thigh, her body laid out languidly on the long part of the couch. 

"Yes, Cassandra. You may," she says as she spreads her legs.

The girl smiles brilliantly and scrambles to take her place between Nadia's legs. Nadia hums happily, her head resting comfortably on your thigh. She looks up at you and winks.

"Having fun?" You ask.

"I like training new staff..." She whispers, as the girl lines herself up against her opening.

"Ms Kattan... I'm-"

"Go ahead. I'm ready for you."

Cassandra lets out a long shaky breath and pushes the head of her cock inside, her eyes closed, her mouth open. She shivers as she pushes in, obviously enjoying the feeling of Nadia enveloping her. 

"Oh- oh Ms Kattan..." The girl moans as she rocks her hips back and forth, easing herself into the older woman. You're pretty sure she could just push in, Nadia's body used to much rougher handling.

"Very good Cassie... You can push in more- that's right." Nadia whispers, her voice heavy with arousal." Oh, you feel so good."

You feel a pang of guilt seeing how much Nadia seems to enjoy this gentle treatment.

The smell of them is starting to get you. Nadia is shooting off unbearable levels of arousal, not to mention Cassandra's own lust. You try to restrain yourself but it's impossible, the Heat having grown too hot. Your hand is on Nadia's breast, kneading it hard, before you even realize you made a decision. Cassandra bites her lip seeing it, the slow rocking motion of her hips speeding up.

She steels her courage and leans down, pushing more of herself into Nadia. Her body tense as she reaches out and grabs Nadia's free breast. The girl's face is rapturous as she caresses the older woman's large heavy breast. Nadia's hand caresses the girl's arm, asking her for more. She obliges by squeezing, kneading and pinching, growing more confident each second.

Nadia moans and turns her head towards you, her eyes deep and full of lust. Between yours and Cassandra's hands, and the girl's cock rocking in and out of her she's being served like a queen. It looks good on her.

"Ms Petrova... Your eyes..." She moans. "You're in Heat."

You can't quite find the words to agree. Your cock is so hard it hurts. It's so close to her head, if you could just- But you don't want to ruin this moment for her! But- She smells so good... If she just moved her head a bit- Nadia sits up, abruptly, startling Cassandra. 

"Don't stop," Nadia tells the girl, who to her credit keeps fucking her without pause. Then she turns to you. "Move up and kneel by my head... I will take care of you."

You do what she told you before you even realize words left her mouth. She lays her head back down in the space you freed for her and- oh Lord... She tilts her head up and opens her mouth wide. It looks so wet and inviting, you almost cry with need.

She positioned herself perfectly for you. You take your cock and just slide it in. Nadia moans deeply and wraps her lips around you, the new angle feeling strange and wonderful. She licks you slowly and carefully, swirling her tongue around the head of your cock.

Cassandra stares at the blowjob as she pumps away at Nadia's pussy- all hesitation forgotten. She looks up at you, into your eyes and holds your gaze. There is hunger in there, in this timid girl. She grins at you and pushes into Nadia hard, causing the woman to moan into your cock.

Nadia reaches up, and grabs onto your skirt. You worry that you're choking her, but no- she pulls at you, demanding you push deeper. Then, when almost half of your shaft disappears down her throat, she pushes you back out- holding you like this for a couple of seconds, as she kisses and licks your tip.

Then, she pulls you in again. Then out.

Pull, then push, then pull. You catch her meaning and begin to move your hips on your own. You bury yourself in her, deeper and deeper with each thrust, but she gives you no reason to stop.

Her hands now free, Nadia grabs the hem of her blouse, roughly rolls it up over her breasts, knocking your and Cassandra's hand away. A few seconds later her bra is off, and her heavy pale breasts are free for you to play with again. Her nipple is unbearably hard and thick, perfect for pinching. You can feel Nadia's pleasure at each squeeze in every moan vibrating through your cock.

Nadia's hand shots out, and grabs Cassandra's neck hard. The girl squeaks as she's dragged down to Nadia's free breast, but she catches on quickly. The sight of the girl eagerly licking and sucking Nadia's nipple makes your cock twitch inside of Nadia's throat. You lose all inhibitions and thoughts of moderation. You moan like an animal and fuck Nadia's throat in rhythm to Cassandra hammering away at her pussy. Nadia groans, and adjusts her head, allowing your cock even deeper into her.

You know you won't last long, but you're trying desperately to hold off for Nadia. A dim part of your mind holds on to the idea of giving her everything she wanted. She set this up- She takes care of you- She's-

She's coming!

When you feel her body go rigid with ecstasy it's over for you. You force your cock balls deep and empty yourself inside her throat as her own orgasm thunders through her. She moans lustily as she takes everything you give her, her throat vibrating with her own pleasure. You keep thrusting, until you have nothing left.

Your softening cock slides out of her with some effort. She gasps for breath the second it clears her lips, trailing a string of saliva and cum behind it. You're gasping too, the orgasm having robbed you of strength. 

Nadia looks like a mess- the glasses are gone somewhere, her makeup is ruined, her face covered with her own saliva, and whatever filth you smeared on her. Did you go too far? You should know better by now! You're not an animal- But no, Nadia smiles and winks at you.

"I'm fine..." She whispers, her voice scratchy. 

You're saved from trying to wrap your post-orgasm brain around a response by a silent cry from Cassandra. She's still on top of Nadia, pistoning away, her mouth latched onto her breast, eyes closed tight. She sounds adorable as she orgasms, almost apologetic. 

Nadia wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and focuses on the girl. She caresses her back and whispers. "That's right... Good girl. You feel so good inside me..."

Cassandra whimpers and loses all control of her hips, thrusting into Nadia erratically. The delightful scent of human semen mixes into the heavy brew of hormones, arousal and sex. Nadia sighs and shivers, another orgasm taking her as Cassandra fills her.

You study her face as she comes. Her eyes are closed, her teeth biting on her lip gently, brows pinched. It looks like a gentle one, nothing as intense as before. She breathes out softly, as the girl falls limp on top of her, utterly spent.

Her eyes open slowly, and your eyes meet. You look back, captivated by their rich brown. She is a really unique woman, you realize with a punch to your gut.

There are no others like her.

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It took Cassandra a while to come back online. The three of you spent it in comfortable silence, Nadia enjoying the girl dozing off on top of her, you enjoying the sight of the two of them. You feel numb and kind of spent and it's only- God it's only nine forty am.

The three orgasms you've just had will have to be all for now. You know from experience that number four tends to drain you fully, leaving you unable to work. It will have to wait until evening... 

The Staff Meeting was scheduled until eleven, leaving you plenty of time to relax. What an odd feeling. Relaxing. You lean back and sigh, thinking about a lot of things. Puazi, sex, love, employment... There are... Ideas forming in your mind. Odd ideas.

Cassandra distracts you by waking up. With a jolt, the girl raises herself on her arms and looks at you, her eyes wide. 

"I- uh- fell asleep." She says, numbly.

"Yes. Asleep on the job. How shameful," you muse. "I'm kidding. You're fine," you add quickly when Cassandra pales.

"You're fine. Come back here." Nadia says to the girl, as she wraps her hands around her. Cassandra lays back down on top of her, and relaxes.

"Uhm... I do have... Things to do, Ms Kattan," the girl whispers.

"No you don't..." Nadia answers with a smirk, before adding her voice softer. "I have Intern Program Manager... You will be hired full time into Ms Petrova's division... If you want to. You would respond to me."

You would have objected to Nadia making hiring decisions on her own, if not for the fact that you were going to propose the exact same thing. Great minds and all that.

"Oh... I would... Like that." Cassandra responds, and nuzzles herself into Nadia's neck.

Nadia hums happily and strokes her hair. She looks up at you, and winks. You smile back at her, happy to see her so content. 

"You will have to sign an NDA and... Frankly a lot of other documents. Discretion is paramount."

"What about the board?" Cassandra asks, her voice carefully measured.

Nadia looks up at you, a question in her eyes. 

"You are free to go to them if anything happens that makes you uncomfortable... But I hope that you would speak to Nadia or myself first." You say.

The young woman looks up at you, looking a bit stunned, before nodding and nestling back into Nadia with a lot more confidence. You spy a little smile spreading on her face.

"Ahem... Just to be clear... Your position would require taking care of Ms Petrova's needs, if I am not available," Nadia says after a moment of silence.

"I- I figured that was a part of it. I'd be happy to do it." Cassandra says, eyeing your half hard cock hungrily. 

"I need to know what you would be willing to do... How do you feel about being penetrated?" Nadia asks in a tone so casual Cassandra answers before she remembers to be shy.

"Oh I love it!" She exclaims, happily, before flushing and groaning. She scoots down and hides her face between Nadia's breasts.

"Really?" Nadia asks, with a twinkle in her eye.

"I... Used to date a girl who... She liked to- Oh God..." The girl says, from in Nadia's bosom. "She liked to use strap-on's on me... Really big ones. I... I loved it."

You've known Nadia for almost four years at this point. You've never once seen her at a lack of words. Now, she lays there silent, staring at the girl dumbly. 

"How big? Do you think you could... Take Ms. Petrova?" She asks after a while, sounding a little breathless.

"Yesm" Cassandra says with no hesitation.

She has no idea what she just unleashed.

"Well- that's- that's good." Nadia whispers. "Your ex, has she ever... Spanked you? Or... Bound you?" 

"Yes. A lot."

"That's- that's- I would like to- Oh!" Nadia jolts, while Cassandra scrambles off of her awkwardly. Her penis is rock hard. She must have poked Nadia by accident.

"One wasn't enough?" Nadia asks, with a smile.

"Oh- it's nothing. It's fine! I just remembered some... Fun evenings."

"Cassie..." Nadia says, as she sits up. She scoots over to where the girl sat and leans into her. "We have time..."

You may have time, but you don't have stamina left. If you come again, that's it for the work day... And Nadia knows this. You raise your eyebrow at her, but she does not see you.

"It's too much- this has already been- oh it's been so great... I couldn't-" Cassandra mumbles as she takes peeks at your half hard penis. Her hungry eyes make you harden again. Heat starts to creep back up again. You really need to get a hold of yourself.

"Cassie, I would love to make you come again... And I am sure Ms Petrova would too," Nadia whispers into her ear.

You nod slowly, as you stroke yourself, angling to give the girl a show. Cassandra's eyes never left your cock, following every move of your hand. The way she bites her lip... You know that she wants you inside her. You shouldn't do this, but... But...

Nadia hums into her ear. "Yes... Ms Petrova would be happy to..." She considers her words for a minute. "To take you..."

Yes, you would be very happy to pin her down and fuck her in the ass. Nadia is quite correct. But- the work- the work- You take a deep breath to centre yourself, but their smells are everywhere. They smell so good...

You nod at Nadia, your cock feels like fire in your hand. You want it. And you're sure that you can manage to work afterwards. It's just a matter of willpower.

"Great. That's... Great." Nadia whispers, more to herself than anybody else before standing up and walking over to her purse. She rummages for a bit before taking out- Really?

"You carry lube in your purse?" You ask, a bit incredulous.

"In case you ever wanted to use my bottom."

"That- that was an option?" 

"Obviously."

Before you could blink, Nadia has Cassandra naked, on her back, trying not to moan as she is being lubed up. Nadia kneels on the floor in front of her, her finger gently exploring the girl, slick with lube. Cassandra's body is not especially curvy, her build rather petite- her perky breasts standing up, nipples rock hard.

In that moment you find her irresistible. You want to push Nadia aside and just stick your cock in- you stop yourself. Count to ten. Give Nadia time. 

"Hmm... Yes you're quite well trained down here," Nadia says. Cassandra squeaked and covered her face with both hands.

"T-thank you Ms Kattan!"

"It is the truth... Now relax, I'll use two fingers now."

And so on. You let the two of them to their fun. The smile on Nadia's face is more brilliant than you've seen in a while. The woman is practically radiating happiness. Your heart hurts seeing it.

After two fingers, came three. By the time Nadia deemed Cassandra ready the young woman was panting and shivering. Nadia has her laying on her back, ass almost hanging off of the edge of the lounge section. 

Nadia gives her one last pat on the thigh and shuffles aside. You take her place, your cock rock hard, so close now to Cassandra's opening. Nadia leans in and whispers into your ear. "You should be gentle... At first. Then... Fuck her brains out."

You don't need to be told twice!

The way she's positioned, all you need is to push your hips out to enter her, but you don't. The girl is fragile.

"Ready?" You manage to choke out. Cassandra answers right away, too aroused to be shy.

"Yes! Please! Please!" She moans.

You chuckle and grab her shaft. It's very warm, and incredibly stiff. Nadia's preparations teased the girl halfway to insanity. You stroke her gently as you ask. "Are you sure?"

"YES!" She says loudly, before catching herself. "I-I'm sorry- but- yes! Please! I can't take it anymore..."

Nadia laughs into your ear, before shuffling away, leaving your side. She takes a spot near Cassandra's head. She leans into her, and caresses her head with one hand, another she places on her breast. When she pinches her nipple, hard, the girl whines and pushes out her hips, desperate for you.

Enough teasing.

You push into her, the head of your cock sliding through her anus with only some resistance. Cassandra gasps and tightens slightly, but you don't stop- Nadia loosened her up well. Your hands find her hips and squeeze. She is firm and compact, perfect for grabbing. You push in deeper, before stopping maybe a third of the way in. 

"How does she feel?" Nadia whispers into the girl's ear, as her hand twists her nipple.

"Good! Good! Please!" Cassandra moans.

You pull out a bit, before driving your cock in harder. The girl is tight, tighter than Nadia, but she accommodates you well enough. You gently fuck yourself in deeper and deeper, enjoying Cassandra squirm far more than you expected. She's very reactive- every thrust rewarding you with a moan or a gasp.

"Is this what you wanted? Cassie?" Nadia whispers again, sounding hoarse. Her hand- the one not teasing the girl's nipple- is rubbing her clit in tight circles.

"YES! GOD- Yes!" Cassandra cries.

"Have you been thinking about this? Since last night?"

"Yes! I was!"

You pull out- almost all the way- before slamming your cock back in, burying almost all of yourself inside her. Cassandra groans and throws her head back, her ass tightening around you almost painfully. Nadia watches her face scrunch up adoringly and leans down. 

Their lips meet softly, surprising the girl. Her eyes shot open, focused on Nadia. You pull out again, slowly, before thrusting back in. Cassandra's eyes close, her mouth opens to moan. Nadia takes the opportunity and kisses her deeply. The girl responds finally, kissing back shyly.

Nadia's hand is working her clit furiously as you decide it's time to get serious. You grab onto the girl's hips more securely, before you pull out of her. You spend a moment, rubbing the head of your cock against her warm, slick anus, enjoying the softness. The girl whimpers into Nadia's mouth needily and pushes her hips out, desperate to have you feel you inside again.

You give her what she wants. Your slam your hips against her ass hard and begin fucking her in earnest. Her deep, throaty moans let you know how much she loves it- as your hips hammer into hers over and over again. In three strong thrusts you're balls deep, stretching her wide. Her eyes flutter open, unseeing, dazed.

She's warm, slippery and tight, angling herself to receive more of you, eager for it all. Her cock is bouncing back and forth with each thrust, leaking precum everywhere. 

Nadia groans and stiffens, her hand working through her slick folds. The kiss becomes sloppy as she comes, none of her usual control remaining. Cassandra tries to keep up, but you can see she's losing her grip as well, your cock forcing her towards her own orgasm.

Your own cock is near bursting as you drive in and out of this girl you barely know. You stare in amazement as she grabs onto Nadia, her moans turn desperately needy and her asshole tightens even more.

She clenches herself around your pistoning cock as she comes. She screams into Nadia's mouth as rope after rope of cum shoot onto her bare belly and breasts. The smell of human cum hits you hard, robbing you of reason. She is so tight you can barely force yourself in, each pulsating clench of her ass dragging you closer and closer until you're there.

Your orgasms overlap- Cassandra dribbling the last drops onto her pubic hair, while you shoot your load inside her. Her eyes shoot open, wild with lust, as she feels more and more of you fill her. 

When you're done, you stay inside her, for a moment, letting your softening cock rest. Cassandra looks you in the eyes as she rocks her hips gently, enjoying your shape in her own afterglow. If you haven't already come four times today, her gentle rocking would tease another round out of you.

But you have nothing left.

A strangled moan catches both of your attentions. You watch as Nadia- apparently still not finished- fingers herself while licking Cassandra's belly and breasts. She cleans semen off of the girl quickly, before moving on to her softening cock. She takes it in her mouth and licks it as she comes- moaning softly into her.

When she's done, she sits back on the floor and breathes heavily, eyes closed, her right hand close to her mouth, fingers gently touching her lips. All three of you look tired, but you were hit the hardest. You pull out of Cassandra and sit on the ground.

"We- we may have gone a bit overboard..." You say, fighting through the receding haze.

Cassandra does not respond, content to lay there. Nadia smiles dreamily.

"Perhaps... " Nadia whispers. "It is a bit early... Early in the..." She trails off, looking at you. A realization dawning in her eyes. 

She crawls over to where you sit. "Are you... At noon there is a conference call with the French…"

You lean onto the lounge set and close your eyes. You search yourself for that burst of willpower you promised yourself in the haze of lust, but it does not seem to materialize.

"I don't know if I can do that."

Nadia says nothing for a while. You hear her nails clacking against the screen of her phone, before she adds, her voice strained. "I could move it all to four pm. Then, we could-"

"No," You say simply. There's no way you'll talk to any today.

Another long silence.

"I will... Call in one of your sick days. You still have thirty left..."

You nod, trying to ignore the tension in the room.

You try to examine this situation for an alternative explanation, but it's impossible... Nadia screwed up. In her excitement over Cassandra, she ignored your limits. She knew it would mean a wasted day, but still pushed for what she wanted.

There's been times over the last month, when she had to practically push you off herself to save you from wasting your energy. She knows you can't really make that choice when the Heat takes you.

"Ms Petrova... I want to apologise." She says, after another long pause. "It is my job to manage your time, and... I was having too much... Fun. I did not do my job. Because of my mistake I jeopardised our work. I am sorry. It won’t happen again."

You want to tell her that it was no big deal, that she's being too hard on herself... But she is right. She chose her pleasure over your work. 

At the end of the day you are her boss, and it's not your job to coddle her.

You should reprimand her. If she didn't push for that second round with Cassandra you'd have walked away and charmed any frenchman you had to.

You open your eyes, to see her looking away from you, steeling herself for... What? Punishment? Behind her, you notice Cassandra laying very, very still, trying not to attract attention.

Something twists in your gut. You open your mouth to reprimand Nadia... But you can't. "It's fine. Don't worry about it," you say with a smile.

Her head whips around so fast, you worry about her neck. She stares at you with confusion.

"It's not. I apologise, it won't happen again."

"It's fine."

Nadia stiffens, but does not respond. After a while, she turns to her phone, her face unreadable. A few swipes later she says. "I have called in your sick day. I'll spread the lost appointments throughout the week."

She stands up and walks up to Cassandra.

"I'm sorry... I wish I could speak with you some more, answer any questions you may have, but I have to make a lot of calls. Are you alright?" She asks the girl gently, who is still pretending to be invisible.

"I'm fine Ms Kattan... This was... Great," Cassandra says with a shy smile.

Nadia smiles back at her, before hunting down her skirt and underwear, dressing up and leaving the room, leaving you alone with Cassandra. She did not spare you a glance before leaving.

The girl mumbles some apologies and thank you's as she dresses herself, before running out of the room. Looks like being alone with you is a bit too much for now.

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It feels odd to be walking around town in the middle of the day. Fuck, it's not even noon and you have nothing to do! Nowhere to be... It's been a while since you did not have your next twelve hours planned out.

You don't like it. You want to do your job damn it! You haven't taken a day off in ten years, and it smarts. All because Nadia got horny and forgot her place. You cringe at your unkind thoughts. Forgot her place!?

What is her place? 

You're not a very romantic person, but you're not heartless. Nor are you stupid or oblivious. You liked and respected her before you two started having sex, but since then? Your feelings changed.

You care for Nadia.

The Heat made you stupid, but ultimately, this morning happened because you wanted to make her happy. You want to give her what she wants... Because she's a wonderful woman. And it hurts you to admit that you haven't done right by her. Sexually, you've been selfish, ignoring her dominant side. Personally? You have no idea.

Why did she not complain if she wanted something else from you? You feel frustrated because you know the answer. Because you’re her boss and her job is to make you happy, not the other way around.

A sigh escapes you as you meander around town. Humans and Puazi are everywhere, mostly alone doing their business, but you spy some couples and more. Mixed groups of puazi and humans walking close together. Are they Clusters or just friends out on the town? 

You never really cared for the Puazi way of romance. Clustering... A complicated mess of partners, friends and crushes all fucking each other without a care. You always preferred the human way. Pick one and stick to them. Simple enough.

Is that what you want from Nadia? Romance? What you've been doing, especially with the introduction of Cassandra feels more like a Cluster. Sex, mixed with friendship, mixed with... Employment? Does that work?

Everything had been going so well before Cassandra caught you two! Couldn't you just... Renegotiate a bit and go back to work? Give Nadia what she wants and leave all this nonsense behind? 

Either way something needs to change.

You wander the city for a long, long time thinking of what you want.

PART 7

You take the next day off as well.

Wandering around town did not bring clarity, neither did sleep. The idea of going to work with Nadia and continuing as you were, like nothing happened felt wrong.

You are not the kind of woman who makes decisions by pondering, so you focus on doing. You make some calls, go out to buy some things, make lists and as you keep doing, the decision emerges, as if it had already been made a long time ago. 

Funny that.

By noon you know what you want and begin to lay the groundwork. Which means more calls, more shopping, some cleaning and most of all: one text message.

"Please come to my apartment around 6pm. We need to talk."

You consider adding 'Dress nice' but you don't need to. 

Nadia always does.

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"Come in," you yell through the doors.

Nadia steps into your apartment cautiously. It's the first time she'd ever been here.

She looks like she came straight from the office- white blouse, showing a hint of cleavage and a simple black skirt, hair in a tight bun. You can tell that she is tense.

"Good evening Ms Petrova... Are you..." She says, before trailing off.

Perhaps she's thrown off by the dress you're wearing- low cut and black dress, with a deep slit high up the hip. Or is it your styled hair, falling loose around your shoulders... Or maybe it's the leather cuffs binding your hands.

It's probably those.

"Good evening Nadia," you say, as you attempt to lounge seductively.

"Are you unwell? Another day off is... I had to move a lot of meetings... Again."

A hint of shame in her voice. You decide to be honest with her.

"Not really. I've been... Thinking about us. Our little arrangement. I don't think it's working for me anymore."

Her eyes widen, her shoulders sag a touch, but she does not take her eyes off of the cuffs. She steps closer, her scent settles over you, kickstarting your arousal.

"Why are you cuffed?" She asks, ignoring what you just said.

"So I wouldn’t jump you right away... And because I thought you'd like it."

Nadia nods, taking in the way your growing erection presses against the fabric of your dress. She sits on the couch, as far away from you as she can. From there, she notices the kitchen. The stove.

"Are you... Cooking?" She asks, slowly.

"For two. Would you like to join me for dinner?"

Nadia does not respond to your question, nor does she look at you... In fact she does not seem very receptive to anything you've done so far. 

"I am sorry for making your life harder Nadia. I know today must have been... Interesting."

"You could say that... I had to talk to the French myself," she says, a hint of something in her voice.

You sit in silence. The cuffs seem like a bad idea now. Eh fuck it, subtlety is for cowards.

"Nadia, your smell is getting to me. Would you like to make me come?"

Finally, you're rewarded with a smile. Nadia slides off the couch and kneels before you.

"What would you like me to do?"

This close, her smell is overwhelming you. You want to grab her head and push it onto your cock- but you stop yourself. You lift your knees to your chest and wiggle your arms behind your back. Nadia watches you with a smirk.

"Ahem... You see that bag?" You point your foot at the canvas shopping back you set beside the couch. "Open it and... Use whatever you want."

Nadia's eyes narrow, but she does as she was told. She gasps softly when she looks inside. After a moment of deliberation, she pulls out a bottle of lube. 

Nadia sets it beside you on the couch, and gently folds the front of your dress away, revealing your arousal. You wore lacy dark stockings, with garter belt, but foregone panties. A waste of time at home.

"Ms. Petrova..." She says, as she grabs your cock in her left hand and starts stroking it slowly. "My job... Is to do what you want."

It's getting hard to think, which is good. Easier to be honest.

"I- I have a name. Nadia," you gasp.

"I don't feel comfortable addressing my boss by her first name," she says, evenly. Both her hands are on your cock now- one stroking near the head, another kneading your testicles gently.

"Not at work! Here- at home!" You babble, regretting the cuffs. You want to grab her and- just- just-

"Sofiya..." She says slowly, testing the name on her lips. "Sofiya I want to finger you."

"Yes! Please! I- fuck I cleaned myself!"

Her eyes widen, and shine.

"You did?"

"Yes! For you!"

Her hand leaves your aching cock and you want to bite yourself for your stupidity. Why did you bind yourself?! You thrust your hips out at Nadia, but she ignores you, focusing on spreading lube on her fingers. 

"Have you ever been penetrated... Sofiya?" She asks, as her pointer, and middle finger make soft contact with your anus.

"Yes- A guy I dated- long ago! He- he loved to top me!"

"So... You're used to more than a finger? Did you... Like it?" She whispers, as she pushes her pointer finger just a bit. 

"YES!" You moan as you kick out your legs, trying to wiggle her finger in deeper.

Nadia chuckles and drives it in, up to the knuckle. The feeling of fullness makes you gasp. It's only one finger, but- oh, it's been a long time.

"I didn't know you enjoyed... This type of play, Ms Pe- Sofiya." 

"I do! But- at work- I can't- the Heat!" You gasp out, her finger making your mind hazy.

Nadia hums happily as she fingers your ass. Her left hand rests on your balls, playing with them gently.

"Oh? Would you like more fingers?"

"YES!"

The second finger joins the first, stretching you wide. Your asshole aches around her, sending strong spikes of arousal to your cock. Nadia gazes at your flushed face, and whatever she sees there makes her stop holding herself back.

Her fingers pump in and out of you fast and hard, teasing all sorts of embarrassing whines and moans out of you. Nadia's other hand kneads and pulls at your ballsack just hard enough to almost hurt.

"Do you want to come Sofiya?" 

You make a noise that you dearly hope Nadia interprets as assent. Her fingers press against your prostate, hard, rubbing it in tight circles. Oh yes, she understood! Just before your orgasm hits you, she lets go of your balls and pulls your shaft towards her mouth.

The feeling of her tongue swirling over your glands makes you see white. Her fingers never stop massaging your prostate, as you fill her mouth. She swallows it all, not letting a single drop spill.

By the time you're done you find yourself laying back on the couch, panting, not quite sure where you are. Nadia is sitting beside you on the couch, her side warming yours.

"Did you like it?" One of you ask.

"I did," Nadia answers. 

"See... Maybe... We could both... Get what we wanted..."

Nadia doesn't say anything for a while.

"Ms. Petrova-"

"Sofiya."

A moment of silence.

"Sofiya... You should not be so permissive with me making mistakes at work."

You lean into her, enjoying her warmth, her scent. She's wearing very light perfume- did she put it on for you?

"You're right... You fucked up yesterday. Badly."

"It won't happen again."

"Cassandra has quite an effect on you, huh?"

A laugh escapes Nadia. Hearing it makes you relax.

"Yes, she does. She's so adorable. I just want to... Mess her up."

"That she is..."

She puts her hand on your thigh. It feels nice.

"You don't... Have an issue with that? My interest in her?"

A human worry... You never even considered that she would worry about that.

"As long as I am your... Priority, I don't mind."

She pauses, her eyes darting down to your lips for a moment, before settling on your eyes. 

"You are... Sofiya."

The kiss is sweet and slow. It promises more to come. You want to put your hands on her, caress her, but can't- your hands still bound. Nadia notices your distress and laughs into the kiss. Then, she deepens it, her tongue pushing inside with intent. 

The heat builds again, fueled by her taste. A hand on your cock makes you moan. She laughs again and bites your lip, hard. The pain makes you harden fully in her hand. You try to bite back but she eludes you. 

"I want you inside," she whispers into your mouth.

You're not going to argue with that! A few moments later, her skirt and parties lay discarded on the floor. Nadia straddles you, her hand guiding your cock to her entrance. 

You slide into her so easily that you almost cry. You steel yourself, expecting a similar tortuous game she played with you the first night you two had sex- but she surprises you by bearing down hard. 

"No- no teasing?" You gasp.

"Later," she groans. "It's been a long day!"

In a few quick thrusts, you are fully inside her. She stops, for a moment, and drapes herself over you, her hands digging into your hair, her mouth close to your ear.

"I had Cassie take me but it wasn't the same," she whispers, before moving her hips. 

Nadia rides you hard, bucking her hips in quick tight thrusts. It feels different than usual, and you quickly realize why- she isn't trying to make you feel good. She's just getting off using your cock.

"You got me used to a certain routine... And you weren't there today," she whispers into your ear, breathily. "Cassie is fun, but she isn't- she isn't enough."

Before you can respond, she licks along the inside of your ear, slowly and deliberately. You can't even describe the noises coming out of you anymore- closer to an animal than a sentient being.

"I thought that you were going to fire me today." Her voice is so hot in your ear, you almost turn away, but she holds you in place. "I thought this was it."

Her teeth rake over your earlobe, forcing any remaining scraps of reason out of your mind. You moan obscenely as Nadia bites you- It feels so good you forget who you are, and become just feelings and sensations. Her tight, slick pussy grinding hard on your cock, her breasts pressing into yours, her hot breath warming your ear, her teeth teasing you.

Nadia's body tenses in ecstasy, her pussy clenching around you so tightly that no power of heaven or earth could stop you from coming. You thrust into her, desperately, trying to reach deeper. You shoot into her, over and over as you both scream your pleasure into the world.

Nadia rests her head on your shoulder as your orgasms run their course. She feels heavy and solid, her arms holding you tight. You take a deep breath, reveling in her scent. 

You want her... And you dearly hope she wants you the same way.

"I'm sorry... For making you worry Nadia..." You whisper.

"Don't do it again... Sofiya."

"I like it when you say my name."

Nadia sighs, but does not respond.

"I can still be Ms. Petrova at work... You can call me by my name afterwards."

"After work?" She asks, her voice even.

"If you were to visit my apartment... Or I yours. Or, perhaps, if we were to eat dinner together... In the city."

She mulls that over for a minute.

"We can't be seen together in that setting. If we were spotted... It would be an issue."

"Then, for now, dinners at home would have to suffice," you say, with a smile.

Nadia sits up straight, her arms on your shoulders. Her eyes bore into yours, cold and hot at once.

"For now?"

"For now."

She narrows her eyes at you.

"Ms Petrova... What are you-"

"Sofiya-"

"We're talking about work."

"Well then... Ms. Kattan, I have some... Ideas."

"Ideas..."

"Are you hungry?"

She sighs, deeply.

"Yes."

---

You're quite a shit cook, but anybody can manage some baked chicken breast with rice and vegetables. Nadia seems to enjoy 'your cooking'. She enjoyed it so much that she barely said anything throughout the meal, listening intently to your ideas.

When you're finished she sits in silence for a while.

"The board would never agree," she says finally.

"They already did."

Fork fell out of Nadia's hand, her eyes wide.

"I proposed it as a hypothetical idea I've been playing with."

Nadia rests her head in her hands.

"So... Ms Petrova, you told the board that you wanted to... Make your personal assistant a co-head of your department... And they... Agreed?"

"After some... Concessions from me."

One of Nadia's eyes peeked out from between her fingers.

"Such as?"

"A pay cut, demotion, we would lose all staff, and be on everybody's shit list until we've proven ourselves... But I am pretty sure we can take Cassandra with us." You say. "Nobody cares about interns."

"So... In essence you would be replaced and start a new department... With me?" Nadia said, sitting very still.

"Yes."

"I am not qualified for that."

"You already run half of our department!" You say with a laugh. "Your new position would simply formalize it."

Nadia does not respond. In fact, you are not even sure if she's breathing right now. You take a deep breath and continue.

"Look, I got the idea because... I don't want to be your boss... For personal reasons. But the more I thought about it, the more I believe that together- as partners- we can go further than as we are now!"

You stand up, and walk around the table to kneel beside her. 

"We are a good team, Nadia. Ten years from now, we'll be running that place. Hell, we'll own the building!"

She looks down on you with a dazed look. She thought she was coming here tonight to lose her job, and now you're offering her a promotion... And more.

Finally, after a long silence, she says. "I will need to think about it."

That's not exactly the answer you wanted, but you take your disappointment and stuff it deep inside. Nadia glances at the doors.

"Alright... Now... If you want to go home to think about it, I'll understand."

Nadia nods.

"But... There's some things I bought today that I haven't shown you... They're in my bedroom," you whisper.

She arches one eyebrow at you, trying to look disinterested, but you can tell you got her. You grin and lead her to your bedroom without a word.

Nadia is practically skipping as she follows behind.

---

You considered candles, or rose petals, or whatever it is people do for romance, but in the end you figured it's best to just play to your audience.

Nadia's mood grows considerably more warm when she sees all of your recent purchases spread on your bed.

Cuffs, paddles, rope, a whole array of vibrators, dildo's and butt-plugs. She walks up to your bed and leans over, touching each toy, a wicked smile spreading on her lips. She leaves the best for last.

The strap-on is made of soft black leather, with a screw on base for mounting a dildo. There's another dildo inside, ready to please Nadia as she uses it. Nadia's fingers softly trace over the leather, the buckles and straps, before she moves on to the array of dildo's lined up on the bed.

"You are a shrewd negotiator," she says softly.

"I try... So is this what you would want to use-"

"Yes," she says while already buckling herself in.

She adjusts all the straps quickly, with practiced ease. Not for the first time you wonder about her personal life. But, for the first time, you feel like you can ask.

"So... How did you learn all... This?" You ask as you sit on the bed.

Nadia stands above you, tall and beautiful. She's wearing only her shirt and stockings, skirt long discarded. The look of the strap-on hugging her hips tightly does something to your stomach.

"I work hard..." She says, as she pulls the last strap in place. "And I play hard... I have for a long time... I started in college, as a way to relieve stress."

You laugh, trying to imagine it. "So, for all the years you've worked for me, you... Spent your free time dominating women?"

She smiles at you, as a way of answering, a predatory gleam in her eye. Suddenly, you feel like a little deer caught by something far larger than itself. She points to the detachable dildos. "Pick one."

You're supposed to pick? You look at the shapes and sizes of them and wonder. It's been a while since anything larger entered you... But on the other hand, some of the larger ones look really... Filling.

You pick one that's large, but smaller than your own cock. You flush as you hand it to Nadia, hoping dearly that you can actually take it.

"Good. Now, undress... Sofiya," Nadia says, as she screws the dildo in.

Nadia had never seen you naked. Neither have you seen her. Down to the bra and stockings, yes, but never fully nude. You try to make it a good show for her, rolling the straps of your dress down your shoulders slowly, but you're vibrating with anticipation. 

Your submission was meant as a gift for her, but maybe... Maybe you're more of a switch than you realized. 

"There," you say after you're done. "All done, Nadia... Or should I call you something else?"

She thinks it over as she takes your naked body in. The years have mercifully spared you the extra weight. Her eyes roam over your dark patterning- tight around your neck, spreading wider to travel around your breasts, just to cinch back and lead down to your aching cock.

"Ms. Kattan is fine."

"Do you like what you see Ms. Kattan?"

She swallows hard before answering, making you feel even warmer.

"Yes Sofiya... You're... You're beautiful," she says gently before stepping closer, the dildo almost touching your lips. "Now... Suck it."

Your heart does a flip, as you look up into her dark eyes. You kiss the tip of the dildo- it's electric blue, slowly fading into grey at the base. It's somewhat realistic in shape, enough to make you feel like you're about to suck Nadia's cock. You take the head into your mouth, sucking on it gently.

"Oh... Yes. Enjoy it..." Nadia whispers.

Before long, you forget that it's just a piece of silicone, and lick and caress it earnestly. Your lips tingle, with that now familiar sensation of coming pleasure. You've learned how to make yourself come from eating Nadia out, why not from this?

"That's right Sofiya, go deeper..." 

Her stockings feel wonderful on your hands, as you take more of her into your mouth, the head pushing into your throat. You go as far as you can before gagging, then pull out. Nadia's eyes are almost black, her pupils blown wide with arousal.

Those eyes make you try again. You push in deeper and deeper, until your nose presses against the leather of the strap-on. The dildo stretches your throat wide, making your cock leak precum. 

Your moans embolden Nadia- her hips rock gently, as she fucks your throat, holding your head in place by your horns. You let her do it, enjoying the scent of her dripping wet pussy, so close to your nose now. 

"Do you like it? Sofiya?" She grunts, her voice heavy with pleasure. "Do you like it?"

You moan happily, and are rewarded with her hips bucking harder. She begins fucking your throat without restraint. Slamming her hips against your lips, stretching your throat, the hot ache of it shooting straight down to your core and cock.

Feeling her use you like this is awakening something in you, something primal. You stroke yourself madly, one hand near the tip, another traveling lower, to your ass.

Your fingers gently explore the rim, trying to recapture the pleasure Nadia gave you earlier. Between that, the fullness in your throat, and Nadia's increasingly deep moans you can't hold off anymore. 

When the first rope of your cum hits Nadia's leg, she flinches, but does not stop fucking you. She moans. "You're- Sofiya are you coming? From this?"

You groan affirmation, Nadia whimpers and speeds up, grinding herself against you in jerky motions.

"Yesss!" She groans. "Oh yes- Sofiya!"

She grabs your horns and makes your mouth her own as she comes. She grinds herself against your mouth, hard, in uncontrolled jerks. You can't breathe, but you don't care, her pleasure is the only thing you can think of right now.

Nadia stumbles away from you, the dildo leaving your throat, leaving a trail of spit behind. You fall back onto the bed, numb and happy. Nadia stands above you, on shaky legs, gasping for air.

"You- you liked it?" She asks, unexpected vulnerability in her voice.

"Yeah..." 

She says nothing in response, but crawls on top of you and hugs you.

"Are you alright? I shouldn't have gone this hard the first time..." 

"I'm... Fine," you say, then add. "My throat feels a bit scratchy."

"Next time, I promise I'll take it easier," Nadia says.

"Next time?" You ask, unable to keep hope out of your voice.

She raises herself on her elbows, her face now close to yours. For a second you feel self conscious, mostly because of all the drool on your chin, but she doesn't seem to care.

"Sofiya... Don't let my reluctance to go along with your plan make you believe that... I don't care."

"I know that you care."

"I'm not a very... Sentimental person," she says, her voice quiet and intense all of a sudden.

"Me neither."

"I don't want there to be a misunderstanding. You're clearly offering me... Something romantic. I am not misreading this... Am I?"

"Yes I am. I care for you and I want... Romance." you say simply. You don't want misunderstandings either.

She nods slowly.

"I am not very romantic."

"That's fine."

"I can't romance... My boss."

"Neither could I an employee."

Her eyes never leave yours, as she understands your meaning. The change in her employment status is about more than just work and sex. Without saying anything, she nods and leans down. You crane your neck, trying to reach her, hoping for another kiss. Nadia smirks and dodges you, aiming instead for your neck.

You gasp, unused to this kind of treatment. She leaves a trail of hot wet kisses all the way to your breasts.

"Oh yes..." You whisper, as her mouth encloses around your nipple.

She licks your nipples slowly and carefully, lavishing them with kisses, alternating between them every couple of minutes. The breast she isn't currently worshipping, she kneads and rolls in her hand- pinching and teasing the nipple all the time. 

Her mouth teases out more and more of that pleasant ache, until you're sure you could come from this. Another wonderful discovery. By the time Nadia is satisfied that your breasts have been loved enough, your cock is dripping with precum.

She gets off of you- her lips swollen from all the work she put in- and gently slaps you on your hip. Lay on your side Sofiya," she whispers.

You lay on your side and watch her prepare herself. Before long she is naked, her hair loose from the bun and glasses placed carefully to your night table. 

You like seeing them there.

She settles herself behind you, as naked as you are- her breasts press against your back, the nipples hard.

"Are you ready?" She whispers in your ear, as she slathers lube on the dildo, and your ass.

"Yes. Please," you say, enjoying the feeling of the dildo's head pressing against your rim.

She does not make you wait. With a sigh, she pushes her hips out, driving herself into you slowly. The head of the dildo makes it in, before you tighten, unused to its size. 

"It's alright..." She whispers. "I'll be gentle."

Nadia waits for you to relax before she pushes in more. It takes time, and a lot of gentle whispering. You tense up a couple of times, but her soft voice guides you through it- before long, she's fully inside you. Her breasts, stomach and thighs pressing against your back and legs. The dildo buried deep inside you, filling you.

"How does it feel Sofiya?"

"Amazing," you whisper. 

"That's good..." She whispers back, as her hands sneak around to capture your breasts. "Let me know if anything hurts..."

You nod, but can't find the words to say anything. You've come thrice tonight, and the Heat is not as strong anymore, but the feeling of Nadia hugging you tight is taking your words away.

"T-talk- talk to me," you manage to say. "I like- your voice."

"How demanding," she chuckles into your ear. Then, she pulls out an inch before slamming her hips into your ass, making you moan. "I will endeavor to keep you satisfied..."

Gently, at first, then more firmly she thrusts in and out of you. The dildo is very different from her fingers, larger, more filling. Each thrust pressing against your prostate, making you lose your mind.

Her voice in your ear keeps you sane, but only just.

"You feel so good Sofiya... So soft," Nadia whispers "I wanted to play with your breasts for so long..."

She drives into you, hard, and stays buried to the hilt, her fingers pinching and twisting your nipples. You scream from the sheer pleasure of it all.

"Every day- since I was hired- you were there- so- so pretty-" She says, her voice growing rougher in between thrusts.

"I thought- that you were- so great- but- Not my type-"

Your moans became a constant undulating scream. You did not know it could feel this way, with anybody.

"Not my- type of woman- even- though- so great otherwise!"

Her tongue on your ear, licking it all over, biting, tasting, driving you crazy.

"Then- you- you- stopped the pills!"

Her thrusts grow frantic- hard and tight. Hands no longer teasing, just squeezing hard, her breath laboured. 

"Now- you're so- so- so much- so-"

Nadia grinds herself into you, hard, her mouth doing things you can't even describe to your earlobe. She buries herself deep inside you as she comes, growling her pleasure into your ear. You've never heard her like this before, and it was enough to bring you over the edge as well.

You come with her, splattering your bed with your seed. Enjoying her warmth and rough handling of you- her deep hard thrusts, pushing into that new strange locus of pleasure you never really explored before. If you knew prostate orgasms could feel like this, you would have had a whole lot more of them in your life!

Now, both of you lay there spent, gasping for air, working through the afterglow. Her hot, sweaty skin felt amazing on yours. This is what you wanted... And now that you've tasted it, even through the haze of the receding heat, you felt a pang of fear that it will never happen again.

You hope for more conversation. For more cuddling. Anything, really, but no. Nadia is the first one to rouse, gently pulling herself out of you. The feeling of being empty, so odd after what you just did.

"I have to go home," she whispers into your ear.

You turn to look her in the eyes, and see affection there. Whatever her decision may be, she feels something for you, you're sure.

That affection stops you from asking for her answer again. You’re not going to get it tonight.

She gets dressed without a word. When she's done, you are sure she will just leave without a word, but she does not. She walks over to the bed and leans in for a gentle chaste kiss.

It takes you a long time to fall asleep that night, despite your exhaustion. 

---

You hoped that Nadia would have been swept off her feet by your, rather rusty, attempts at romance... But she wasn't. 

The next day after your evening together, the two of you went back to work, acting as if nothing had changed. It was delightful torture to have her so close to you, having to pretend you did not care for her, even as you continued to have sex every day.

You wanted to scream at her to hurry up and decide, but you didn't. She had her way of dealing with things, and you respected her need for space. Which did not mean the wait wasn't hard. Giving her orders was difficult, but not giving her orders would be a betrayal of your roles, so you did it.

The day of reckoning came two weeks later. There had been no warning, or change in behaviour. One evening, two hours before you were meant to go home, she walked over to your desk and spoke while busying herself with her tablet.

"There's been a change of schedule for tonight. I will need your approval."

"Oh?" 

There, in your daily planner, a new item on the agenda. 

DINNER AT YOUR APARTMENT

"That will be fine... We will have to order in," you say, fighting your impulse to jump up and kiss her. 

"Already taken care of," she said while swiping at her tablet. "Italian for eight pm."

Then, without saying anything else, she simply walked out of your office to take care of some business. You leaned back in your chair and enjoyed the moment. You knew there would be a lot of work and challenges ahead of the two of you, but for the time, you simply smiled and looked forward to the coming evening.

That night, Nadia stayed over for the first time.

A week later you confirmed your 'departement restructuring' plans to the board.

A few days after, you and Nadia had to endure a rather disheartening speech from the CEO that could be summed up to:  "You two are already as good as fired. Now go and earn your jobs back. You have one year."

So you got to work.

Three months later you were officially off the shit list.

Four months after that the higher ups started to act as if you were worth their time again. 

Five months later you and Nadia were asked to present at an international conference as two raising stars of the company.

A day later you announced your secret relationship to the board. A not unreasonable amount of gnashing of teeth and recriminations followed, but your results spoke for themselves.

The CEO called you two "sneaky bitches" with a smile and you pretended to find it funny.

Now, a good two years after the first time you and Nadia kissed, you are in your newly renovated office on the thirty eight floor and feel rather smug about the whole thing. 

You did it.

"Is everything alright, Mrs. Petrova?" Alice asks you, slightly out of breath, smelling delightful.

"It is... It's great," you tell your assistant, feeling also somewhat out of breath. 

She is a pleasant, rather chubby, young Japanese-American woman, who you almost did not hire. Nadia, in her eternal wisdom, insisted you do.

"Mrs. Pe-Petrova, we have eight minutes before- before your one o clock!" Alice gasped. "You need to- to hurry!"

 While she never quite reached the heights of Nadia as your PA, she made up for it in other areas. Less than two days after you hired her, Alice asked if she could suck your cock. 'I do it for all my bosses!' she said, happily. 

Another reason to never doubt Nadia.

You grab onto her hips firmly, enjoying her softness. You speed up, slamming your hips into her ample ass, driving your cock deeper into her pussy. You can feel her tightening, enjoying it as much as you do. As it turns out, Alicia has a bit of a fetish for being used like this, which makes her perfect for your daily needs.

Now, every day, you take her whichever way you feel like. With Nadia you've always had a worry that she'd rather be in charge, but with Alice it's different. Ten minutes ago, you saw her lean over your desk, her skirt stretching tightly over her big ass and... Well... You couldn't help yourself.

You do miss Nadia being there with you, every hour of every day, but your new assistant sure makes the time apart easier!

The door to your office beeps letting you know Nadia is here. She, and Cassandra, are the only other people with the code. It was a necessary precaution after a couple of close calls over the years. 

Nadia walks in, beautiful as ever. Not much has changed there, except the ring on her finger, an exact copy of the one you have.

"Alice, Mrs. Petrova needs to be somewhere in five minutes," Nadia says, sounding stern.

"I'm- trying to get here there!" Alice moans pitifully.

Cassandra trails in behind Nadia, trying not to stare too much. By her flush and delicate ligature marks already fading off of her wrists you guess she'd just had a 'training session' with Nadia. You wink at her, and she smiles back.

You turn your attention back to Nadia, who's just been standing there, watching you fuck your assistant without comment. You slap Alice's ass, making the woman moan obscenely. She begins pressing back against you hard, her ass jiggling with every thrust. All the while you maintain eye contact with Nadia.

"Come here, Nadia," you demand. She obliges with a twinkle in her eye.

You grab her by her collar and pull her in close. The kiss is fast, and messy, all you can really do in your state. But her scent and taste are always enough to make you come. You empty yourself inside Alice, who's gasping and groaning with her own climax.

"T-thank you Mrs. Petrova..." Alice purrs, as she lays her head down on your desk.

"Clean yourself Ms Sato. My wife's assistant will not look like a slob..." Nadia says, not looking away from you.

"Yes Mrs. Kattan..." Your assistant answers, pretending to be chastised. 

The four of you have just enough time to get yourself looking like you haven't just had sex, before you have to hurry to your meeting. On the way out of the office, you catch Nadia's eyes searching for yours.

There is a gleam in them, one that promises pleasure and pain. In the hierarchy of the company you may be equals, but you often take the lead when you're in the office. You can't help it, the Heat makes you aggressive.

More often than not, she's the one on the receiving end of your attentions, and she loves it. But at home? At home she repays you tenfold for everything you've done to her at work.

The evening promises to be very interesting.

You walk into the elevator, enjoying your team's scent. Nadia's hand sneaks into yours, but the woman herself focuses on her tablet. You enjoy her warmth as you think back to the life you used to live years ago.

You're really fucking glad you forgot to take those pills.

THE END