My alarm was buzzing at 5:00 AM. I could barely open my eyes and realized that it was Wednesday. I was still very sleepy. I didn’t get much sleep last night with Brody in my room, and inside me for most of that time. I had a hangover from too much wine and sex. I wanted to close my eyes and go back to sleep, but I had to call my husband.

I used the video app to call my husband. He immediately noticed that I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I told him we had a long day that reached into the night, and I was expecting another long day today so we could finish the presentation due tomorrow.

“I know that look on your face. It’s more than work. Who is he?” Jack asked.

“Brody, my project manager. I was going to wait until I got home to tell you in the way that you like me to,” I confessed.

“Looks like he’s wearing you out,” Jack said as he continued to observe my sleepy eyes.

“He’s doing a good job of it. You’re not disappointed that I’ve been keeping this from you, are you?”

“Of course not,” Jack replied. “I can wait until you get home. I’m sure you’ll have quite a story to tell.”

“I love you, Jack,” I said, and meant it.

“I love you too, baby. Now get some sleep. You look like you need it,” Jack said, and ended the call.

I decided to skip the gym today so I could catch up on more sleep. I set my alarm for 6:30 before dozing off once again. The additional hour of sleep did wonders, and I felt more energized and ready for the long day ahead of us.

I got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. When I saw myself in the mirror with my hair a mess, I couldn’t help but smile when I recalled how much I enjoyed getting fucked last night. The recollection made me feel horny again, but there was no time for that, so I went straight from the shower to kick off my day.

After drying off, I picked the clothes to wear to work. Feeling bold, I went commando under a black skirt that hugged my hips and ass nicely. I paired my skirt with a light blue button-down shirt that covered the black lace bra underneath. I finished my outfit with a pair of black heels. I fixed my hair and makeup, then I was off to conquer the day.

The team was complete when I walked into the breakfast room. They were all surprised that I was the last one to arrive since I am usually the early bird. Brody asked me if I had a long night while giving me a naughty grin. I responded by saying that my mind was so active that I couldn’t go to sleep right away.

We ate a quick breakfast while discussing the battle plan for the day. If things went as planned, we should be able to finish the project by 5:00 PM, grab a good dinner with the team, and then Brody and I could work afterwards to finish the presentation for the stockholders while the rest could have the night free. As the team leaders of the group, Brody and I decided to give the team the night off to reward them for the great work they did.

The day went better than we expected, and we were able to leave the office for lunch, grab coffee, and still finish earlier than 5:00 PM. On the way to the hotel, we agreed to have an early team dinner so Brody and I could start working on the final presentation earlier, while the rest of the team could enjoy more personal time doing whatever.

When we arrived at the hotel, we dropped our stuff off in our rooms, then headed to a nice seafood dinner a few blocks away. Throughout dinner, I couldn’t help thinking about the presentation we would do tomorrow. I didn’t want to be a party pooper, but I wanted to gather their ideas, so I decided to gamify it. I asked the team to share their ideas with me by 9:00 PM tonight, completely voluntary, but whoever shares a brilliant idea gets free drinks on me tomorrow night.

We left the restaurant around 7:30. Brody and I went back to the hotel to finish our presentation while the rest of the team went to the bar for drinks. On our walk back to the hotel, I told Brody we shouldn’t expect any ideas from the team since they would be drinking and having a good time. Brody agreed with me and said we would have to work hard to come up with ideas.

When we got to the hotel, I asked the concierge if we could use the business lounge to work there. He told us it was only open until 8:30, so it wasn’t the best option since it could take us more than an hour to finish the presentation. Brody politely offered to work in his room. I agreed, but also told him that we had to work and not play around. He smiled, then gave me his room number so I could follow after getting my laptop from my room.

When I got to Brody’s room, he had already arranged the work area so we could jump straight into it. With so many ideas in my head, I asked him, “Where do we start?”

“Well, you can start by taking your panties off so you can be more comfortable,” Brody said jokingly.

“I can’t do that. We’re here to work. And besides, I’m not wearing any, so there’s nothing to take off,” I replied with a smirk.

“Really? Show me! I need to see if you’re telling the truth.”

“Just trust me, Brody. Now stop it and let’s get this done.”

“What about that bra? Maybe you can take it off to feel more relaxed, you know?”

“Stop messing around, Brody. Let’s get to work.”

“Please, Rhonda…just the bra?”

“Okay, just the bra to get you to stop,” I said, and undid the clasp of my bra before maneuvering the straps under my shirt so I could pull it out without removing my shirt. As I stood to put my bra into my laptop bag, I asked Brody if he was happy now and could start working. He gave me a thumbs-up paired with a naughty smile.

The next hour or so was intense, with Brody and me finding our groove as we worked on our portions of the presentation. I finished my portion a few minutes before 9:00, while Brody was still finalizing his. While waiting for him, I checked my cell phone to see if any of the other guys sent in ideas. As expected, there were none.

“Done!” Brody celebrated as he pressed the save button on his work. I gave him a high-five before telling him to send his slides over so I could collate our parts and complete the presentation.

As I waited for his file to arrive in my inbox, Brody stood behind me and reached around to massage my tits from the top of my shirt. I slapped his hands away and told him to stop bothering me, but he persisted by putting his hands inside my shirt to play with my nipples.

I began enjoying his fondling as my nipples turned stiff, then his email arrived in my inbox. I asked him to leave my tits alone so I could finish our work. He took his hands off me, and I went straight to opening the file he sent.

“I’ll go down and grab a bottle of wine while you work on this. Any preference?” Brody asked.

“Hmm, a Pinot would be nice.”

“Pinot Noir it is!”

“Thanks, Brody. I’ll pay you for this one. You already paid for the last bottle.”

“Nah, don’t worry about it. Just make sure your skirt is off when I get back so we can call it even,” Brody remarked.

“Pervert!” I said jokingly as he left to get the wine.

As I went through Brody’s slide, I couldn’t help but smile at how in sync our thoughts were on the project. Even though we worked together on this, I expected to tie up some loose ends, but to my delight, our portions meshed perfectly. All I had to do was copy and paste his portion to my deck, and I was done!

I looked it over one last time, then saved it as the final version and sent it to the whole team so everyone would have a copy. Brody returned right after I sent it off, so I told him to pop open the wine as we were finished for the night.

Brody set the bottle of wine on the small bar counter in his room, but instead of opening it and pouring us a glass, he came to me, put his hands around my waist, lifted me, and sat me on the table. Then he began kissing me. I made a futile attempt to stop him at first, then I started kissing him back as I felt aroused by what he was doing.

While we kissed passionately, with our tongues probing each other’s mouths, I felt his hand reach between my legs. My breath hitched as his finger pressed against my bare pussy. As his fingers massaged my pussy lips, his other hand reached behind me and pulled down the zipper of my skirt. Then he pulled me up to my feet and pulled my skirt off, leaving me wearing just my light blue shirt and heels. I returned the favor by unzipping his fly, but we were interrupted when my cell phone buzzed.

I left Brody with his fly open as I went to pick up my phone. It was Bernice on the other end, and when I picked up, she told me she had an idea for the presentation we needed to do tomorrow. I sat on the bed, half naked, as I talked to her, while I watched Brody strip naked in front of me.

Bernice was so upbeat about her idea that our conversation lasted longer than Brody wanted, so he started rubbing my thighs while I talked to her. I slapped his hands a few times to make him stop distracting me, but he was persistent and eventually managed to make me spread my legs. He reached for my cunt again while I continued my discussion with Bernice. Brody fingered my juicy cunt, and it was a struggle to keep myself from moaning.

When the sensation between my thighs became so intense that it was impossible not to moan, I forcefully pushed Brody’s hand away so I could keep my composure. I was relieved when he stepped back, and to prevent him from doing it again, I moved to the couch and sat with my legs crossed. I thought that would keep Brody at bay, but he still managed to think of a way to proceed with foreplay.

He stood in front of me, pulled my head close to him, then pressed his cock against my lips. I pushed him away momentarily.

“Bernice, I have to go. Let’s talk more in the morning,” I said, and quickly ended the call.

At this moment, Brody’s cock was more important than work. I set my phone down and immediately took his cock into my mouth. I gave him a slurping blowjob while he started undoing the buttons of my shirt and eventually undressed me completely. It got me so horny that I left a wet spot on the couch.

Brody lifted me from the couch, pushed me toward the bed, and told me to get on all fours. I did what I was told to do, and I propped my ass up to give him a bird’s-eye view of my glistening pussy.

He went behind me and gave my ass a couple of slaps before grabbing my ponytail and pulling my hair gently toward him. He wrapped his silk necktie around my neck, tied a knot behind my head, and gently pulled it toward him, gently forcing me to raise my head to see myself through the mirror on the wall facing me.

As he held my head up with his tie, his other hand alternated between slapping my ass and fingering my hot cunt. I was lost in what Brody was doing to me. He owned me now, and I gave myself completely to him. His domination made me feel so hot and horny that I begged him to fuck me.

He answered my call by slamming his cock so far up my pussy that it shoved the air from my lungs. He pulled the necktie to make me face the mirror in front of us while ramming his cock in and out of my hot cunt. The force he used in fucking me made me screech and squirm as I felt the tip of his cock poke hard against my cervix.

He continued thrusting inside me with reckless abandon, making me moan and pant loudly as I watched him pound me from behind through the mirror. He was treating me like his slut with the way he was fucking me and spanking my ass, but instead of getting offended, I moaned louder to delight him further.

After what seemed like an eternity of thrashing my pussy, Brody pulled his cock out of me and told me to lie on my back. He pulled me towards the side of the bed, with my head literally hanging over the edge of the mattress, then he stood right over my face. He lowered his balls toward my mouth and told me to lick them while he pinched and tweaked my stiff nipples.

After I licked his balls, he stuffed his dick in my mouth. He bent at the knees, lowering himself, sinking his cock further through my mouth and into my throat until his freshly licked balls rested on my chin. He made me gag, so I pushed him away, but after he gave me a moment to catch my breath, he went back to fucking my mouth and going deep-throat every time. I’ve deep-throated huge cocks before, but Brody was taking it to the next level, and I kept gagging while he fucked my throat.

When Brody was done with my mouth and throat, he moved over to the other side of the bed and pulled me by my ankles to position me at the center of the bed. He hopped on the bed, knelt beside me, and wiped the tears from my face, which were due to me gagging on his cock.

“How do you like it so far?” Brody asked.

“You’re a bit rough, but I like it,” I answered.

“No, I’m being gentle with you. This is me getting rough with you, slut!” Brody said with sternness in his voice when he placed his left hand over my neck to pin me down on the bed. Then he started rubbing my clit vigorously with his right hand. My clit started to swell almost immediately, and I moaned louder as I felt an orgasm brewing.

Brody then inserted two fingers in my cunt and finger-blasted my juicy hole until my body began convulsing wildly as I exploded into a powerful orgasm, pissing juice from my hot, burning cunt.

Brody eventually let go of my neck and my pussy and gave me a minute to regain my wits. When he saw that I was starting to relax, he rejoined me on the bed. He spread my legs apart to display my soaked and swollen pussy. He pressed the tip of his cock against my folds, then he penetrated me once again, going slowly until the entire length of his cock was buried inside me.

I thought he would go slower this time since he slid slowly inside me, but I was mistaken. Right after he buried his entire cock inside me, he began fucking me deep and hard once again, but this time from a different position. In no time, I was once again moaning like a sex-starved whore.

Brody was treating me like his slut with the way he was using my body, and he made sure I knew. While he hammered my pussy, he talked dirty to me, reminding me of how he made me his sex toy in the past few days, and that he intended to continue to do so until I flew back home. He abused my breasts, pinched and twisted my nipples, made me say that I was his bitch…his slut.

I should have been offended by his actions, but at this point, I was drowning in lust and pleasure. All I could remember was how loud I was moaning and panting as Brody abused my body with his hands and my cunt with his hard pounding cock. I lost count of the number of orgasms I’ve had during our relentless fucking. My orgasms were coming so quickly that one blended into another.

While on my back, I had my legs up around his hips, bucking my hips for his thrusts. I had my hands all over his back, clawing his hot, sweaty flesh to the point of drawing blood. But then Brody pulled his cock out of my pussy after I felt him stiffen up on top of me. He grabbed me by the nape of my neck and had me kneel on the floor in front of him with my face in front of his cock. He pulled my hair back and made me look up at him.

“I got something for you,” he said while jerking off his cock in front of me.

A few seconds later, he unloaded on my face. He shot his hot jizz on my forehead, across my nose and cheeks, then squeezed every last drop of his cum on my lips. When the bukkake was over, he helped me to my feet and had me sit on the couch. To his delight and mine, I scooped his cum off my forehead, nose, and cheeks, and licked my fingers clean. I loved the taste of his cum. Then I had him stand in front of me so I could suck his cock clean, short of giving him a renewed erection.

Brody poured us both a glass of wine, and he sat next to me on the couch. We drank, kissed, and cuddled. We were both sated and relatively quiet as we consumed the bottle of wine, stark naked.

After we finished the bottle, I told Brody that we should call it a night and I should head back to my room. He helped me dress and led me out of his door. I was weak-kneed as I made my way back to my room. After I stripped, I took a quick shower, then plopped on the bed completely naked, and dozed off almost immediately after my head hit the pillow.

To be continued.