jim came to annie's office. he was literally in the waiting room. she looked at the little monitor and laughed. and then she took off most of her clothes and went to the door in a bra and panties. jim came in.
they fucked on her desk and couch -- no foreplay, not much anyway, just a little touching. in the moments before jim first pushed inside her -- annie was bent over her desk, palms on her calendar, panties around her thighs -- she thought about julia. what was she doing?
"you have such a great cock," she gasped.
"you're so tight," he told her.
they finished on the couch -- him inside her, annie on top, bra still on.
"dr. larry was full of it," jim said as he pulled his boxers on.
"right?" annie smiled. she was wiping jim's cum out of her pussy and thinking of julia again.
"i'd say we should do it again but i want to save some for julia," he said, a little tenderly, little hint of regret.
"good boy," annie said. and he left. she wondered if that would happen again. she hoped it wouldn't, but knew that it would.
she went to carlos's office that afternoon and wondered where to start. she started with jim.
"this is out of character for you," carlos observed. "cheating, first of all, and targeting julia, second of all."
"targeting is a loaded word," annie pointed out.
"yeah ok, sure. but are there problems between you two?"
"so it's about ryan, and julia is just collateral damage."
"is it about ryan?" annie asked.
"i think you've got a case of "is this all there is?"-itis," carlos said. "kinda common in women as they approach thirty."
"watch it," annie said. "i'm not even 28."
"okay, okay," he said. "you said you had a second thing to tell me about. maybe the cases are related."
"oh, you think so, fuckin' sherlock?" annie said.
"annie, don't be an asshole," carlos said.
she told him about ted. he raised his eyebrows a few times, but ultimately made no conclusions about it. he didn't tell her she was unethical, even though she knew she was. she wondered why.
"i also consciously exposed my bush to my dad this weekend, that's a third thing."
that made carlos laugh. "so you're a fucking mess, is what you're telling me?"
annie sighed. "yes. help me carlos. how would you fix me?"
"maybe glue your pussy shut?" he joked.
"honestly though do you masturbate every morning? might help keep your head clear."
"i can try that," she said. "do you do that?"
"our hour is up," he told her.
annie went home, and bored, prepped her asshole for sex. she told ryan "come over and fuck my ass." he appeared shortly thereafter.
as they fucked, ryan took a few pictures of his cock in her ass, and after he'd cum on her back. she asked him to send her the pictures, so he did. then he went home. annie took jim's email from her professional inbox and emailed him from her personal one. "did you give julia a good time too?" she asked, attaching a picture of ryan's cock in her asshole and another of his cum on her ass and back.
his response came a few minutes later -- pictures of his cock in julia's pussy. she still had the same fussy, trimmed bush as she had when they'd hooked up. "julia looks so hot with your cock in her," she replied. "i'm going to masturbate."
"film it for me," he replied.
annie had never recorded herself masturbating before -- she was more of a posed nude taker. she was fond of snapping shots of her tits in dressing rooms and sending them to ryan, for instance. for an hour, she experimented with lighting, and various states of undress, eventually opting for a fairly demure thin tank top and thong -- one that was small enough to show glimpses of herself here and there as she worked. she was surprised how quickly and easily she made herself cum while staring at herself in the phone screen. it felt a little conceited. she chalked it up instead to all the prep she'd done for the video, she'd been so horny the entire time. patiently, she clipped out the best 30 seconds of the video, emailed it to jim, and then fell asleep.
her dad woke her up on tuesday morning -- he had brought doughnuts and coffee. annie was out in her kitchen chatting with for a few minutes before even really remembering she was in a threadbare white tank top and a stretched out thong. trying to own her confidence, she peed with the door open and came back without the thong, chatting bottomless as she strolled to her room to grab PJ shorts. her dad had a tendency of just hanging around her apartment, which was usually fine, but annie had a slowly growing awareness that she was running late. eventually, still just chatting with him, she got naked and hopped into the shower and emerged a few moments later with a towel. he was watching as she got dressed, and annie internally mocked herself for picking a pair of pure clean white cotton panties because he was witnessing her.
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