Chapter 51: Bizarre meeting
Sophia’s eyes flew wide, spiked with pure, terrified arousal. She lay there, thong still stretched around on thigh, breath hitched.
I leaned down, and covered her mouth with one hand, and whispered against her ear, "Don’t move or make any sound."
Another knock. Then a voice— Paul’s executive assistant.
"Mr. Paul? Are you in there? The ten o’clock meeting is starting in the conference room. Everyone’s waiting."
Her nails dug into my forearms in panic, — ’The chair is soaked... if she opens the door she’ll see everything... when in the fucking world did i decide to take such risk—’
I spoke towards the door, voice calm and professional.
"He’s not here. This is Kenji. I was just dropping off some revised files. Tell them I’ll be down in five minutes."
A pause lingered.
"Understood, thank you."
Footsteps retreated.
The thick cum running down her ass onto the seat had lessened. Sophia was still shaking, pupils blown, cunt still twitching.
"Come here.. we aren’t done. Suck this." I groaned, yanking her up and the next, shoving my cock inside her mouth.
She sucked the head into her mouth, tongue sliding around my cock like a lollipop, as she looked up at me with glazed, devoted eyes even though she still panicked.
Then I helped her stand on unsteady legs, hair slightly mussed, lipstick smudged, eyes still dark with residual heat. More of our mess dripped down her thighs.
I fixed her clothes with deliberate care — bra back in place, dress zipped up, and smoothed down — so that nothing looked out of place except the on her cheeks and wetness she was forced to keep trapped between her legs.
I cleaned myself with a wet nap I always carried in my suit, then calmly fixed my tie, and off course, can’t forget to spray my cologne.
"Are you done? Let’s get going to the meeting." I asked, all ready.
But Sophia stared like I had pushed a button with what I had just said. "The meeting!?" She murmured. Pupils dilated with fear. "Paul will be there! I totally forgot, he said couldn’t miss today’s meeting because it’s your father that called for it."
She snatched off tissues from Paul’s desk and cleaned his seat and floor to best that she could, but the residual stench and droplets still lingered.
"Why are you so scared, relax." I chuckled. But to be honest it wasn’t going well inside my head either. "Well.. it’s time to act like the perfect wife and colleague." I smirked.
I opened the door and stepped back into the ordinary corridor. The floor continued its mid morning rhythm as if nothing happened.
Behind the sealed office, Sophia dressed her hair one final time and applied her lipstick.
She fixed her clothes with trembling fingers. She paused at the door, glancing back to the wet seat one last time, then slipped into the hallway like nothing ever happened.
The faint ache between her legs was a quiet reminder that the relationship between us had permanently shifted.
The system chimed.. softly but I swiped the windows off quickly without paying attention to the updates as I hastily walked to the conference room.
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[Accumulating Rewards Until Level 50]
[New Ability Unlocked: Mind reading (Only that of your lewd targets)]
[Residual evidence: High]
[Public claim (Paul’s Office)]
[Sophia’s current state: Full, sensitive, obedient, counting the minutes until you use her again]
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Six minutes later we walked in at the same time into the glass- walled conference room.
Twelve people already seated, my dad and Kim among them.
Paul looked up from the side of the table were he was sitting and smiled when he saw his wife.
"Sophia? You’re a couple minutes late, have a seat." He pulled out a chair right next him.
She smiled back — polite, warm, guilty, flawless— while my cum slowly leaked into the same offwhite thong.
"Sorry.." she said. "Spent quite the time in the restroom."
I took a seat halfway down the table. On the same roll Sophia had taken a seat.
She sat with her legs crossed tightly under the long table, spine straight, pen moving across her notepad as if she were listening.
None of them could smell the faint scent of sex that still clung to her skin under the perfume.
No one could see the way her panties were slowly growing wetter as another thick trickle of cum slipped out her and soaked the cotton.
Every time she shifted, more of my cum seeped out of her.
I suddenly heard Sophia’s voice, I turned to my side, but i didn’t see her mouth move an inch.
It was so loud and raw, and impossible to ignore.
’He’s sitting right next to me... the man who just fucked me stupid in my husband’s office.. I’m literally sitting between the of two of them. And I’m still full of him. I can feel it leaking. Every time I shift, more of it comes out. I can’t uncross my legs.. don’t even dare do it girl. God—’
I bursted a little laugh before I used my hand close my mouth, a few heads turned to look at me, "Sorry.." I muttered, and bursted again and tried my very best to conceal my laughter and this time all heads turned to look at me, even Sophia. "Sorry.. everyone I’m sorry."
’Why is he laughing?’ Sophia looked at me puzzled.
I was literally dying inside each time my eyes met with hers.
She clenched hard around nothing, trying to hold everything in.
The movement only made the dull ache between her legs throb harder.
’He made me ride it first. Slow. Then he pounded me so hard. Acting like i didn’t love it was the only way I could get more it... Then he spread me open over the armrests like I was on display. I can still feel the stretch.. My ass is still warm from his slaps. And I’m sitting here in a meeting with Paul one feet away, nodding with focus at welfare slides while Kenji’s cum is running out of me—’
Sophia’s pen kept moving, writing words she wouldn’t remember later...