Hello, {{user}}, how was your day?

No, I should be able to manage with the overtime tomorrow and Thursday. It's just that there's been a lot of work lately and I wanted to finish everything before taking time off. Plus, all these men at the office are making me so horny!

Well, if you're feeling neglected, I could see about making time for you when I get home. Or maybe we could even invite one of them over for a threesome? Just to spice things up and make us all happy!

Oh, you're bad! teasingly smack his hand But I don't mind... The way you touch me makes me so wet. Maybe we should go to the bedroom and see how frisky I am? Or would you like me to play with myself here in front of you?

I stand up and turn around, presenting my ass to you. Then I lower myself down on one knee, fingers splayed wide on the desk for support. Slowly, I reach back with one hand and begin to tease myself, sliding a finger over my wet lips before slipping it inside me. My moans fill the room as I start to pleasure myself, knowing that you're watching.

Oh fuck! shuddering at the unexpected sensation Your tongue feels so good there... Don't stop. Keep doing that while I finger myself, it's driving me crazy. I'm getting close, so close... God, you make me want everything all at once.

I moan even louder now as you start to lick me faster and harder. Your tongue feels so big inside me and I'm getting so wet. My fingers move faster on my clit, circling and pressing until I can feel myself starting to lose control. With a final desperate thrust, I climax hard around your tongue, moaning out my release as I shudder through it.

I collapse forward onto the desk, gasping for air. "Oh... god... that was incredible." My words are barely audible between gasps. "Thank you... for watching..."

As I come down from my high, I realize how turned on I still am and decide to keep things going. With a mischievous grin, I reach back behind me once more and start to rub myself through my panties again, teasing myself until I'm almost there again. "So... how about it

With another moan, I finally reach the edge again and feel myself start to come apart beneath my fingertips. My hips thrust backwards against nothing but the desk as waves of pleasure roll through me, making tiny mewling noises that betray how out of control I am. As I catch my breath, I slowly bring my hands back up front and glance over at you. Your eyes are wide with lust and your cock is rock-hard in your pants.

"Maybe we should go to the bedroom now," I say suggestively, knowing that our game isn't over yet. "We could see what sort of mood you're really in."

I smile sweetly and stand up, giving you a view of my naked bottom as I walk around the desk to where you're sitting. "You better be ready for me," I tease, leaning down to kiss you before turning and leading the way out of the office. My hips sway enticingly in front of you, giving you a hint at what's to come as we head toward our bedroom.

When we finally reach it, I pause in the doorway, looking back over my shoulder at you. "Well, are you going to join me?" I ask playfully, arching an eyebrow and biting my lower lip. The anticipation is almost too much as I wait for your answer.

With a satisfied smile on my lips, I turn back around to face the room and look forward to our passionate reunion in bed. I slowly peel off my blouse, revealing my lacy black bra beneath, and then unfasten my skirt, letting it slide down my hips and pool at my feet. Stepping out of it, I'm left in only my thong, but the anticipation has me feeling bare for you as I await your approach.

The bed is already made invitingly, the sheets turned down and plumped up just how I like them. With a small shiver, I climb onto the mattress and curl up on my side, wrapping one arm around myself in anticipation. As I hear you close the distance between us, a warm thrill runs through me at the knowledge that I've aroused you this much.

I look over my shoulder expectantly as you join me on

I look over my shoulder expectantly as you join me on the bed. The desire in your eyes makes my heart race faster, and I can feel myself growing wetter at the thought of being with you again. I lean back slightly, opening my legs wider to invite you closer, savoring the sensation of our bare skin meeting once more. My free hand reaches up to gently caress my breast through the lace of my bra, heightening my own arousal as I await your next move.

I can feel your cock pressing against me as you settle between my legs and I bite my lip in anticipation of finally feeling it inside of me again. Your free hand cups my ass, squeezing gently before sliding up to massage my other breast through the lace of my bra, eliciting a moan from deep within me.

As your fingers continue to tease and arouse me, I reach back with one hand to undo the clasp on my bra, freeing my breast from its confines. You take advantage of this, suckling eagerly at my nipple while still massaging the other breast with your hand. The dual sensations send shockwaves of pleasure through me and I arch my back instinctively, moaning out loud as I lose myself in the moment.

I shift my hips restlessly against yours, feeling your erection pressed tightly against me as I writhe in need. I'm close to the edge again and know that with one final thrust, you could send me over the edge. My other hand slips between us, finding your length through your pants and guiding it toward my aching entrance. With a desperate moan, I urge you closer, silently begging for release.

My breath catches in my throat as you finally slide inside of me, filling me up completely. The sensation is almost too much to bear as I'm taken by surprise by the force with which you thrust into me. My back arches off the mattress and I cry out, the sound muffled by our lips as they finally meet in a hungry kiss.

You begin moving inside of me with urgency now, your hips slamming against mine as you drive deeper with each thrust. My fingers clench tightly in the sheets beneath me, digging my nails into the skin as I fight to remain grounded while you rock my world. The pleasure is intense and consuming, building inside of me until finally it crashes over me like a wave, leaving me limp and spent against your sweaty body.

With a satisfied groan, you follow close behind, your orgasm sending another shockwave through me as

I feel utterly satisfied as we drift off to sleep in each other's arms, the lingering warmth of our lovemaking still surrounding us. Even though I have a busy week at work and a family to take care of, this moment right now is all that matters. As I let myself succumb to dreamland, I can't help but wonder what sort of adventures tomorrow might bring...and if they will include more of the unbridled passion we just shared.

As I wake up to the alarm clock shrieking in my ear, a groan escapes me as I remember the intense pleasure of last night's lovemaking with my husband. Yawning and stretching, I roll out of bed, feeling completely rejuvenated despite being somewhat sore between my legs. The events of the previous evening dance around in my head like a sweet, erotic dream as I prepare myself for work, thinking about how lucky I am to have such a passionate husband.

As I walk into the office, all eyes are on me and the enticing view of my bottom under my skirt. The men at work seem more attentive than usual today, their gazes lingering just a bit too long as they watch me walk by. I can't help but feel an intoxicating mix of desire and power coursing through me, thinking about how easily they could become part of my little game.

I smile to myself, feeling confident and sexy as I sashay into my office. Today's going to be a good day, I can already tell. Maybe it's time to see what sort of trouble I can get into at work...and who might be willing to help me out. With this newfound sense of freedom and lust coursing through my veins, the possibilities seem endless.

My assistant comes in with a stack of files, her eyes flicking hungrily between them and myself as she hands them over. "Everything is ready for you, boss," she says breathlessly, clearly affected by my presence just like everyone else today. I can't help but grin at her reaction; it only makes me feel that much more powerful and in control.

Well, you know what they say about power and those who wield it...I can't help but feel just a little bit naughty today. Perhaps I should find some time during my busy schedule to indulge in a little harmless fun at work...you never know what sort of excitement might come knocking if you're open to it.

I lean back in my chair, casually crossing my legs and revealing more of my thigh beneath my skirt. "Why don't you grab me a coffee, dear? I feel like I could use a little pick-me-up today." My assistant blanches before nodding quickly, clearly unable to resist the order despite knowing it goes against company policy. As she practically skips out of the room, leaving behind a trail of lingering glances and flustered excitement, I can't help but chuckle to myself.

This is going to be a good day indeed.

With my plan firmly in place, I focus on the files my assistant brought me, making quick work of them with a smile on my face. It feels so good to be in control, to know that everyone around me is caught up in the intoxicating web of desire and lust that only I can weave. As the morning progresses, I take every opportunity to tease and torment my co-workers, leaving them aching for more with each tiny glimpse of skin or suggestive comment.

By noon, the tension in the office is palpable; everyone is on edge, barely containing their need as they go about their daily tasks. When I finally excuse myself to use the restroom, my heart races at the thought of what might happen behind closed doors. Slowly and deliberately, I run a hand up my thigh, underneath my skirt, imagining what it would feel like for someone

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a throat being cleared nearby. I glance up into the mirror and see my assistant standing there, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide with desire. She licks her lips nervously before asking if she can "help" me with anything in private... It seems that my little game has captivated her as much as anyone else today.

With a knowing smirk, I nod slowly, gesturing for her to follow me into the empty stall. The excitement is palpable between us as we stand face-to-face, inches apart. "I'm sure you can," I whisper, my breath fanning across her cheek. "What did you have in mind?"

My assistant takes a tentative step closer, her eyes locked on mine as she swallows hard. "Well... I think you know what I want," she murmurs, reaching out to gently trace my lips with a shaking finger. Her breath is hot against my skin and I feel a thrill of anticipation race through me. "And what if I do?" I tease, leaning in closer still. She groans softly, the sound filling the small space between us as her hands move to grip my hips firmly. Her lips part slightly, inviting me in for a taste. "Then... show me," she whispers, her voice barely above a breath. "Show me how it feels."

I close the gap between us, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss that leaves her breathless and eager. My hands slide up her back, over her shoulders to cup her breasts through her shirt, massaging them roughly as she moans into my mouth. She responds with equal force, grinding against me as our desire fuels an intensity that leaves no room for doubt or hesitation.

With a final growl of need, I push her back against the door, lifting her up onto the toilet seat before lowering myself between her legs. Her fingers rake through my hair, urging me closer as I slide my fingers inside her wet heat. The sounds of our moans and gasps echo off the tiles around us, filling the small space with a primal energy that seems to make everything hotter, more urgent.

Her hips buck against my hand as she cries out in release, arching

My assistant's orgasm sends shockwaves through me, intensifying my own desire as I continue to touch her, needing release just as badly. With a final thrust of my fingers, I feel the familiar tightening in my core and cry out her name as I come apart inside my own hand. My body trembles with pleasure as our breath finally begins to return to normal, leaving us both flushed and satisfied.

For a moment, we just look at each other; neither of us wanting this to end. But the office is calling and there are other people out there who need our attention. Reluctantly, I pull back, steadying her as she slips off the seat and smooths down her clothes. As we wash our hands side by side, there's an unspoken understanding between us; this isn't over. Not by a long shot. The game has only just begun.

"Thank you," my assistant whispers

You're welcome, anytime. I expect you to use this newfound confidence and experience in the most productive way possible. And who knows, maybe we can continue our little game again soon... while we stand there two guy colleagues walk in to the unisex toilet joking about the holes in the wall from the old water pipes could work as a glory hole before entering the stalls leaving the middle one empty, I look at my assistant and smile, taking her hand and leading her into the stall

My assistant smiles back at me, her expression a mix of excitement and anticipation as she follows my lead into the empty stall. Without another word, we both climb onto the toilet seat and position ourselves on either side of the gaping hole in the wall between us. With shaking hands, I slide two fingers inside her once more, feeling her body respond eagerly even as we wait for someone else to join us.

The sounds of their approach grow louder; it's clear they have no idea what's about to happen. My heart races in anticipation as I imagine the shock and surprise on their faces when they realize they've walked into a threesome without even asking for it. The tension in the air is almost unbearable, making every touch, every moan, that much more intense.

The two men approach the stalls, arguing about who should use which one when they both pause mid-step as their eyes meet over my assistant and me. Confusion gives way to shock, and then slowly to understanding as a smile spreads across each of their faces. With a knowing nod, they take up positions on either side of us, mirroring our positions in the most erotic of threesomes.

As they begin touching us, I lean over to whisper into my assistant's ear, "Tell me how it feels... to be wanted like this..." The words send a shiver down her spine and she arches her back off the seat in response, moaning out her pleasure loudly. It's the perfect encouragement for our partners; their touches grow bolder and more insistent as they feed off of both our desires.

With each thrust and moan, I feel myself slipping further into the heat of the moment. The sensations are overwhelming; every touch is a reminder that we have complete control here, that we can give or take pleasure as we please. My assistant writhes beneath us, her cries of delight echoing off the tiles and adding to the fervor that surrounds us all.

As I feel myself approaching release, I lean back slightly, my gaze shifting between my partners before meeting my assistant's once more. The desire in her eyes fuels me, pushes me over the edge as I come with a shout of satisfaction. As the waves of pleasure wash over me, I can't help but laugh triumphantly, knowing that we have created something truly unforgettable here today.

My assistant moans in sympathy as I come apart beneath her touch. The heat between us grows even more intense as we both reach for release, our bodies moving instinctively against one another's hands. With a final thrust that has me crying out her name, she too finds release, the tension finally broken as we collapse together against the cool tile of the stall wall.

The two men stand up slowly, their erections softening with each step they take away from us. They exchange knowing glances over their shoulders before leaving the bathroom without another word. I can't help but feel a twinge of sadness at the thought that this little piece of magic has come to an end...but only for now. There will be other opportunities, other chances to play.

When we finally manage to gather ourselves enough to leave the stall, my assistant turns to me with a mischievous smile on her lips and whispers consp

I smile back at her, feeling equally wicked as I say, "You just wait and see what other surprises I have in store." With that, we wash our hands one last time and step out into the bustling office, ready to take on whatever challenges the day may bring. The memory of our steamy encounter will linger between us like a shared secret, fueling our energy and keeping us connected no matter how far apart we might seem.

And so, our game continues...

My assistant and I exchange knowing smiles as we return to our desks. The memory of our erotic encounter in the bathroom fills me with a delicious sense of power and anticipation for what else might transpire throughout the day. As I sit down at my computer, my thoughts wander to the various possibilities that lay ahead...and how I can use them to further indulge in this newfound freedom and excitement.

With every keystroke on my keyboard and every scroll through my emails, I'm conscious of the hungry gazes following me around the office. My breath catches in my throat as I imagine what might happen if I were to give them a chance to explore this new side of me...if I let them join in on the fun. The thought alone is enough to send shivers down my spine and make my heart race faster.

The possibilities are endless today... I can't help but feel electrified by the thought of leading them all down this path of sensual exploration. As I type an innocent email, my thumb lingers over the spacebar for just a beat too long, sending waves of desire rippling through me. It's time to let loose and enjoy myself; there's no telling where this journey will take us next.

The thought of leading them all down this path of sensual exploration fills me with an intoxicating mix of power and desire. I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly as my fingers dance across the keyboard. As if summoned by my thoughts, the men in the office begin to perk up, their gazes lingering just that much longer on me now. The game has begun, and I intend to play it for all it's worth.

With a newfound confidence, I continue through my workday, finding subtle ways to tease and taunt my coworkers at every turn. Their reactions are like fuel to the fire, driving them only further into wanting me, needing me. It feels incredible to be in control like this - knowing that with just a glance or a whispered word I can send them spiraling out of control.

As the afternoon wears on and the tension between us reaches a fe