I try to compose myself as I start the short walk to Mark’s office. I’m very nervous for what he’s going to say to me, I didn’t sound very convincing in James’ office and I’m sure he knew what was going on. I remind myself that he likely doesn’t care what I do, he’s probably already moved on to his next conquest.

I’m sure he just wants to talk to me about what happened the other night, and make sure I’m not going to get attached or have any unrealistic expectations about us. ‘Well he definitely doesn’t have to worry about that’ I think to myself. Don’t get me wrong, fucking Mark was extremely hot and I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t jump at the chance to do it again, but I don’t want a relationship and am definitely not expecting anything from him.

His door is open when I arrive and I pause in the doorway observing him for a few seconds before he notices me. The likeness to how our hookup began the other night is lot lost on me and my stomach does a little flip. He looks up at me and gives me that familiar grin, setting off even more butterflies in my stomach.

“Ah there’s my girl” he says with genuine enthusiasm, his smile widening. “Did you miss me?” he asks playfully.

I close the door behind me and I enter his office. “I’m so glad you’re back!” I reply honestly. Seeing him again reminds me how much I enjoy his company, noticing how his presence instantly relaxes me and makes me feel safe - but I didn’t have a chance to actually miss him with how distracted I was with James in his absence.

“Me too” he says, “the witness interviews finished much quicker than expected and I left my assistant to finish up the rest of the paperwork and changed my flight to come back early.”

His tone remains light and casual but I’m touched at the sincerity underneath his words. He came back early to see me. The thought leaves my head spinning as I sit down across from him.

He walks around his desks and leans back against it in front of me. He’s looking at me intently, “To be honest I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your pussy since the other night” he says in a low voice, his tone now tinged with desire.

The sound of his words causes my breath to quicken. He grabs my hand and gently places it on his crotch, allowing me to feel how hard he is. I can’t help but squeeze my hand around him, and give him a small stroke through his pants as a sigh escapes my lips. “I’ve missed this cock”, I admit breathlessly.

He smiles at my response and stands up, walking back around his desk. “Okay let’s keep it PG for now,” he says the playful nature returning to his voice. “The next time I fuck you won’t be in the office, I’d like to take my time with you”.

As I head back to my desk I shudder with the feeling of anticipation he’s given me. ‘Okay so I guess it wasn’t a one time thing’, I think to myself. I’m also relieved he didn’t ask me about being in James’ office. Maybe I’m a better actress than I thought, or maybe the sound didn’t travel as well through the door so he didn’t hear me that well. I doubt it, but I don’t care, I’m just grateful it didn’t lead to an uncomfortable conversation. I still don’t know how he’d react if he knew what was going on with James and I’d like to keep it that way for now, I have enough things to worry about.

The next day both Mark and James are out of the office for various meetings and I’m grateful for the reprieve, able to get some work done without distraction. Despite the few slip-ups the past couple of days I’m actually pleased with my efforts. I’ve been working really hard and I’m learning a lot, which I think will help me as I try to earn my place here at the firm long term.

After work today everyone is meeting at a nearby restaurant for a retirement celebration for one of the more senior partners. I don’t know if I’ve ever even met him in person so I don’t really care about his retirement, but it would be a bad look if I didn’t at least show my face for a few hours. Aware that both Mark and James will be in attendance, I stop by the restroom before leaving so I can change into more appropriate outfit for a party.

I change out of my work clothes and slip on a strappy black dress that hugs my curves in all the right places and a pair of silver stilettos. The outfit leaves enough to the imagination that it’s still appropriate for a work event, but I know that the tight fit across my chest makes my breasts look great. The hem of the dress sits a few inches above my knee, and the length combined with my heels show off my legs nicely. I touch up my makeup in the mirror and give myself a once over, pleased with the result. I head to my car buzzing with excitement knowing I’ll be seeing Mark and James soon and not knowing what will happen.

When I arrive at the restaurant the host brings me to the banquet room at the back and I follow her inside. My eyes scan the room as I walk in, assessing the crowd, checking who’s already here. I spot a small group of interns at the far end of the room that I’m friendly with and head in that direction to say hi.

I continue scanning the crowd as I stand next to the other girls gathered at the back of the room. I tell myself I’m just curious to see who all is here, but really I’m searching for the two men who’ve tasted my pussy recently.

I start to get restless as more time passes without seeing either of them. ‘Did they get tied up with something and can’t make?’ I wonder as I make idle chit chat with the girls next to me. I feel a surge of relief mixed with excitement as I see James enter the room through the doorway across from me. The feeling is quickly replaced by a surprisingly strong pang of jealousy as I notice a very pretty, young intern walking beside him, his hand gently resting on the small of her back.

My throat constricts as I watch the two of them walk together before settling in a corner of the room looking cozy. I can’t believe how filled with jealousy I am, I didn’t know I was this much of a hypocrite. Obviously I’m still interested in Mark and his delicious cock, so why should I care if James is flirting with another girl? I watch her laugh as he leans close, whispering something in her ear, her hand squeezing his bicep as he does so. ‘Is he going to finger her in the parking lot like he did after taking me out to a restaurant?’ I think bitterly, ‘maybe he’ll actually let her cum.’

My thoughts are interrupted when I feel a hand squeeze my ass. I whip my head around in surprise and see Mark with a giddy smile on his face, clearly pleased with myself for sneaking up on me. My eyes dart around the room in concern, making sure no one saw us. Mark moves in front of me leaving an appropriate amount of distance between us.

“Don’t worry,” he laughs at my concern, “I made sure no one was looking, we’re in the clear” he winks at me conspiratorially.

I immediately relax and sigh a breath of relief. He’s eyeing me with excitement and hunger clearly etched on his face and I find myself forgetting about James as I step a bit closer to him.

“I missed you at the office today” I say earnestly, looking up at him. I’m surprised again by how quickly he puts me at ease and I love the secure feeling being next to him gives me.

“Oh yeah?” He asks, his eyes brightening at my confession. “Were you all hot and bothered waiting to see me tonight?” He teases, clearly enjoying being obnoxiously flirty with me since no one can hear us over the loud music.

“Mhm” I whine, with an exaggerated pouty expression. “I really needed you, and you weren’t there. I almost had to take matters into my own hands” I say sensually, dragging one of my hands lightly down my body until it reaches the hem of my dress. I angle my body so only he can see the front of me and subtly lift my dress up to reveal my lacy red panties. I bite down on my bottom lip and lean forward to whisper in his ear “Are you going to leave me all alone again tonight Mark?”

I step back slightly and see a burning look in his eyes, his jaw clenching while he stares at me. “Meet me in the parking lot in 5 minutes.” He says sternly, before walking away towards the door.

I follow him outside a few minutes later and find him standing next to his car. I feel my pulse quicken at the thought of what we’re about to do, walking over to him eagerly. I open the passenger door and instinctively look over my shoulder before getting in. I spot James standing outside with a few other people, watching me intently. The sight ignites a spark of excitement in me as I climb inside the car.

I put my address into the GPS and Mark drives quickly to my apartment. The tension is overwhelming, both of us aware of what’s about to happen and buzzing with excitement at the thought of repeating what we did the other night. Mark’s hand grips my bare thigh tightly the entire way, setting my skin on fire.

We reach my apartment door and as I unlock it Mark’s lips are on mine before we make it through the doorway. We clumsily undress each other, and stumble over to the couch. I fall backwards against the couch, resting my head on the armrest with Mark on top of me, still kissing me hungrily.

I’m so wet and aching with desire, I can feel his cock pressed firmly against my pussy as he grinds his pelvis against me. I try to angle my hips up to guide his cock into me and he pulls back. He wags his finger at me teasingly, “Remember my rule Hails, you have to cum first” he chides, kissing his way down my body until he settles in front of my pussy.

He lifts my leg up, draping my foot over the back of the couch and nudges my other leg until it falls off the edge, my foot finding the floor. I’m spread wide open in front of him. He stares at me for a moment appraisingly and licks his lips. I’m breathing heavily as he slowly swipes his tongue from the base of my opening up to my clit a few times, the sensation so delicious.

“Oh my god,” he mutters “how do you taste so fucking good?”

He brings his tongue back to my entrance and pushes it in, groaning slightly as he does so. He starts massaging my clit with his thumb and I instinctively grab my breasts and roll my nipples between my fingers, my head lolling back over the armrest. He moves his mouth up to my clit, latches on and begins sucking. I let out a loud moan and he pushes two fingers inside me immediately finding my G spot. “Holy shit, you make me feel so good” I sigh.

I turn my head to the side and catch a glimpse of our reflection in the dark tv screen next to us. The image is so erotic, seeing myself on full display while he eats me out has me mesmerized. I keep watching our reflection, while Mark effortlessly brings me close to an orgasm. I turn my head back to Mark and see he’s been watching me look at our reflection. We lock eyes as he puts a third finger inside me forcing a moan from my lips.

“Ooooh my god baby you’re gonna make me cum” I pant, my breath picking up speed. He’s staring up at me intently and I hold his gaze, determined to watch him as I cum on his fingers.

“Oh Mark,” I gasp, feeling myself on the brink. His eyes narrow in determination, filled with lust. “Mark….Mark” I whine, as he vigorously pumps his fingers, sucking and flicking his tongue in circles around my clit. “Fuuuuuuuuuuck!” I scream as I finally topple over the edge cumming hard on his hand, keeping my eyes on his the entire time.

I see a look of satisfaction on his face as he removes his fingers and kissing my pussy softly before sucking my wetness off his fingers. “Fuck I can’t wait to feel you cum around my dick” he says eagerly.

An idea pops into my head and I sit up, scrambling off the couch quickly. “Count to 20 before you come in the bedroom” I command and practically run into the adjoining room.

I rush into my bedroom and climb onto the bed. I position myself on all fours in the centre of the bed, pointing my ass towards the door. I spread my knees as wide as I can manage and rest the top half of my body on the mattress, so I’ll be on full display when he enters the room. I turn my head to the side so I can see his reaction.

I hear his footsteps approaching a second later, “Hails?” he calls out sounding amused, “What are you up to…” he trails off as he finally makes it to the doorway. I watch a flash of pure lust take over his face. He quickly walks over and climbs onto the bed behind me. He plunges his cock into my pussy with force and starts fucking me furiously, grunting with the exertion.

“Oh FUCK” I scream at the sudden intense pleasure. “I love how hard you fuck me” I whimper, spurring him on even more.

He grips my hips tighter and starts rocking them forward and slamming them back as he drives his cock into me at an aggressive speed. My breasts are pressed hard into the mattresses and I feel my nipples rubbing against the fabric with each thrust.

I feel another myself about to reach another orgasm and I’m shocked at how quickly it happened. He takes one hand off my hip and wraps it around me, expertly finding my clit and pressing down hard. The sensation makes me gasp and I let out a scream as I start cumming.

“That’s right baby, cum all over my cock” he grunts, still pounding me hard from behind.

As the intensity of my orgasm subsides, he quickly pulls out of me and flips me onto my back. He crawls forward on top of me, inching me backwards bringing us to the top of the bed. He continues moving up my body until he’s straddling my face grabbing the headboard to support himself.

I catch a view of his cock glistening with my juices and lick my lips. He shoves it into my mouth and I immediately start sucking as hard as I can, bobbing my head back and forth, using my hands to stroke the rest that I can’t fit in my mouth. The taste of myself on his cock is driving me crazy. He reaches behind his back and starts rubbing my clit. I’m so sensitive from cumming only seconds ago, that the stimulation is almost too much. I reflexively move away from his touch slightly, but he presses down with his palm holding me in place. I whimper as he continues rubbing my clit relentlessly.

I’m still sucking his cock greedily but the distraction of him playing with my pussy is making it hard to focus on the rhythm of moving my head. He starts thrusting into my mouth as another climax overcomes me. I scream out a moan but the sound is muffled around his cock filling my mouth. He lets out another loud groan and thrusts into me for a final time hitting the back of my throat hard.

As he pulls out of my mouth and leans back, he notices something to the side of me and I see his eyes spark with excitement. He reaches over and holds up the vibrator I left on my nightstand the other night. He raises his eyebrows at me suggestively, as I struggle to catch my breath.

“Can I use this on you?” he asks eagerly.

I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face, “I’d let you do just about anything to me, but I much prefer your cock”

“Fuck you’re so sexy,” he hisses. “Do you have any other toys?” he asks intrigued.

I direct him to the bottom drawer of my nightstand and he pulls out a butt plug I forgot I had in there. My ex boyfriend bought that for me ages ago when he wanted to try anal but we never ended up using it.

“Would you let me use this on you?” he asks unable to hide his excitement.

“Yes” I respond immediately. I don’t know why but I completely trust him, and the idea of experiencing something new with him excites me.

He grabs a bottle of lube from my drawer and positions himself between my legs. He squeezes a generous amount onto my pussy and starts sliding it down to my ass, massaging my hole with his fingers. The sensation is tantalizing, the unfamiliarity sending a thrill through me. He adds more lube to the toy and lines it up at my entrance.

He looks at me for confirmation before slowly pushing it in. My eyes widen at the feeling of it, and my breath hitches. “Is that okay?” he asks, checking in with me before going any further.

“Yes..it’s…really good” I reply breathlessly. He pushes it in further and I moan in response. I’m surprised at how good it feels. It’s such a foreign sensation, the forbidden nature of it making it that much more arousing.

He inserts a finger into my pussy and strokes me gently as he slides the butt plug the rest of the way in. I’m so turned on, I need his cock back inside me immediately and start grabbing at his shoulders trying to pull him toward me. He responds quickly and positions himself on top of me as he slowly slides into my pussy.

I gasp at the fullness, the feeling overwhelming in the best way. The presence of the toy reduces the amount of space for his cock to fit in. He also notices the added tightness and groans loudly “Holy fuck”.

He slowly withdraws before slamming back into me with force, causing me to cry out involuntarily. He starts pumping into me with a steady pace before picking up speed as we both climb toward the peak. The sensation of having both of my holes filled at the same time is exhilarating. He leans back a bit and reaches underneath to grab ahold of the butt plug. Confused I think he’s going to remove it, but he slowly slides it backwards before pushing it all the way back in. “Oooooh my god” I moan, stunned at the sensation.

“You like that baby?” he asks, as I aggressively nod, squeezing my tits, unable to control myself. He times the next thrust so both his cock and the toy slam into me at the same time.

“GOD YES” I scream, overcome with ecstasy. He’s grunting with his own pleasure and I lift my hands over my hand to brace myself on the headboard against the force of his movements. My tits are bouncing vigorously as he relentlessly fucks both of my holes. I can barely think straight, and can’t control the noises I’m making, gasping for air between moans. “I’m gonna cum!” I scream as he explodes inside of me with a loud moan. He doesn’t break his pace, still beating his cock and the butt plug into me as we both climax together. I can feel my asshole spasming around the toy as I experience a whole new type of orgasm, my entire body shuddering with each wave of pleasure crashing over me.

Neither of us make an attempt to move as we both breathe heavily trying to catch our breath. Eventually he pulls out of me and gently removes the butt plug, disappearing into the bathroom before returning with a cloth and cleaning me up. He then retrieves our clothes from the living room so we can get dressed.

He pulls me close to him and gives me a passionate kiss as he prepares to leave. I don’t know how to bring up the question I’ve been dying to know the answer to - what this all means for us at work, so I just blurt it out awkwardly. I don’t want to ruin the moment, but I’m anxious that he’s going to expect something I can’t give him.

He looks at me quizzically and slowly replies, “Well I thought we’d just continue on like normal…is that okay?” he asks unsure of how I’ll react.

I let out a shaky breath, “Okay so you don’t want like, a relationship or anything? I just can’t really commit to something like that right now with how busy I’ve been and I don’t think dating a senior associate would be a good look for me” I start rambling.

He lets out a low chuckle and rubs his hands up and down my arms reassuringly. “Woah woah woah” he says “Relax okay? I’m not some young, idiot guy thinking that just because we fucked a couple of times that you’re suddenly tied to me or anything. I love fucking you and I’d love to do it again sometime, ideally as soon as possible, but I’m not looking for anything more than that.”

I blow out a sigh of relief and feel myself lighten, “Okay yeah, that sounds perfect to me” I reply with a stupid grin plastered across my face.

He chuckles again and leans down to give me another quick kiss before heading back to his place for the night. I’m so spent from our time together and relieved we’re both on the same page, I crawl back into my bed and easily drift off into a peaceful sleep.

I’m still blissfully content as I get ready for the work the next morning. I choose a relatively short, but still professional skirt and a low cut blouse that displays my cleavage nicely. As I’m about to leave I’m struck with an idea. Remembering how turned on I was after James left me without panties the other day, I quickly slide my current pair out from under my skirt, removing them before I head out the door.

Mark greets me at my desk a short time later, a mischievous grin on his face. My stomach flutters as I recall the events from last night. “Hey hot stuff” he says quietly ensuring no one overhears, waggling his eyebrows ridiculously. I laugh at his goofy gesture and feel another surge of relief that things seem perfectly normal between us. “Hey yourself” I reply, the smile on my face growing.

“You ready for the meeting?” He asks.

“I think so!” I reply, my relief fading a bit, I’m a little nervous about being in the same room with Mark and James both in close proximity.

“Ah you’ll do great,” he says genuinely, “meet ya in there” he says with a wink before walking away.

I’m determined to redeem myself in this meeting, I don’t want a repeat of what happened last time. I spent a lot of time preparing yesterday, going over all relevant information that I know we need to discuss today. Ensuring I have everything I need, I stand up and head for the conference room.

The room is about half full, the table in the centre of the room is a long oval shape with many chairs on all sides, excluding the head of the table that just hosts one chair for whoever’s presenting. I spot Mark in a seat roughly in the middle of the table, multiple people on either side of him. I see James at the front of the room, head down, taking things out of his briefcase and setting them up for the meeting.

I choose a chair at the end of the table, next to a few other interns and low level staff. As I sit down, I realize it positions me facing James head on, so he’ll be staring directly at me any time he looks up from the table. As if on cue, he raises his head and his eyes meet mine. He narrows his eyes slightly and fixes me with a hard stare, I feel my pulse quicken, hyper aware of the fact that I’m not wearing panties under this short skirt. As he moves his attention elsewhere I catch of glimpse of Mark out of the corner of my eye, seemingly oblivious to the tension between James and I. James begins the meeting and I’m sure to pay attention closely to everything he says, not wanting to embarrass myself again like last time.

“Hailey.” He says suddenly, “did we receive the disclosure agreement from the Crown’s office yet?” his eyes expectant, almost as if he’s testing me.

“Yes we did sir,” I reply nodding slightly, “but as I was checking it over, I noticed that it was missing a signature that would be required for our processing.” A slight look of irritation crosses his face until I continue, “I’ve already contacted their admin team and they’re sending us the corrected agreement this afternoon, it should be here no later than three” I finish.

I can tell he’s impressed even though his facial expression barely changes, “That’s great, thank you Hailey” he says briefly before moving onto the next person. I glance at Mark who’s subtly giving me a thumbs up, a goofy smirk on his face. I suppress a giggle, pleased with myself.

The meeting is nearly done and I feel satisfied with how well I’ve handled myself. Not only work-wise, but being in the same room with both men. Just before James wraps things up he calls my name again. I’m not expecting him to need anything else from me based on the meeting’s agenda.

“I’m sorry to add to your workload, but I’m going to need you to get me a list of all the times that the accused attended the crime scene, including arrival and departure times and the duration of the visit. You should be able to get that information from the surveillance footage transcription.” He says almost dismissively.

I nod and reach into my folder pulling out the list I compiled yesterday, having anticipated we might need this information summarized at some point. I see a hint of surprise from him as I stand up with the paper in hand.

“I actually put that together yesterday sir,” I explain as I walk around the desk to hand him the document. “I thought this might be something you’d need.” I finish as I reach him at the head of the room, my voice wavering slightly on the last word.

We share a brief moment as he stares at me before taking the paper from me. “Thank you Hailey, well done.” he says casually. As I turn to walk back to my desk, I purposefully let the pen I’m holding fall from my hand and it rolls slightly under the table in front of him.

“Oops! Excuse me sir” I exclaim innocently, internally buzzing with nerves at what I’m about to do. He eyes me with curiosity as I move in front of him to pick it up. I turn my back to him and very subtly hike my skirt up a bit as I get down on my knees to retrieve the pen. I know no one can see me from my position under the table, except for James. I walk my hands forward a bit to reach the pen under the table and roll my hips exposing my bare ass. I have no idea if he’s even watching me, but I’m so turned on.

I quickly grab the pen and stand back up, discreetly adjusting my skirt back into place. “Sorry about that sir” I say and as I meet his eyes, I’m greeted with a heated expression. He was definitely looking. The interaction leaves me giddy with excitement as I walk back to my desk, no one even noticed our brief exchange. I sit back down as James concludes the meeting.

Moments later everyone stands and begins filing out of the room. “Ms. Evans?” James calls getting my attention, “Please stick around for a moment.”

My pulse quickens and Mark raises his eyebrows at me teasingly, as if I’m about to get in trouble and exits the room. I wait silently in my chair as the last person leaves, James closes the door on his way over to me, an unreadable expression on his face that makes me squirm with anticipation.

He reaches my chair and sits against the edge of the table in front of me leaning back slightly. He hasn’t said anything yet, and he uses his foot to gently nudge my foot to the side. Catching on quickly, I lean back in my chair and spread my legs wide, pulling up my skirt to expose myself to him. I’m aware that the conference room door doesn’t lock and that someone could come in at any moment, the thought increases the wetness I feel seeping between my legs.

He stares at me appraisingly for a few seconds before nodding slightly, “I’m pleased with your behaviour. I only instructed you to remove your panties for the rest of that day, and you took the initiative to continue to meet my demand like a good girl.” he says with approval. His words send a jolt through me, I got excited at his threat of punishment but his praise leaves me eager to please him. He swipes a single finger along my already very wet pussy, sucks his finger and stands up.

“I think you deserve a reward for your good behaviour” he says seductively, making me shudder as he unbuttons his pants taking out his cock. My eyes widen with lust, to no one’s surprise he has a beautifully massive cock. He’s already rock hard and I can see the veins protruding up the length of it. “Open your mouth.” He demands.

I quickly obey his command, and scoot forward so I’m sitting at the edge of the chair. He grabs the back of my head, gathering my hair in a makeshift ponytail to hold onto and forcefully pushes my head forward as he thrusts into my mouth.

His cock slams against the back of my throat and I gag, making a gurgling sound as he roughly pulls my head back and repeats the motion. He continues fucking my face as I struggle to accommodate the size of him in my mouth. I try to contain it but I can’t help gagging on his cock with his aggressive thrusts, my eyes watering slightly as drool slides down my lips since I can’t fully close my mouth around him.

The power he is exerting over me is making my pussy throb with need. I can hear his grunts of pleasure and it exhilarates me knowing I’m the cause of it. I want him to take me in any way he pleases and I’ll happily oblige. I let out a muffled moan of pleasure around his cock. “Yeah you like choking on my cock don’t you?” he asks aggressively. I look up at him, eyes wide and nod as much as I’m able to with his hand still gripped in my hair, restricting my movements.

He suddenly pulls himself out and grabs my throat, squeezing slightly at the sides, looking at me up and down. “Look at you, your pussy is dripping all over the chair,” he says roughly, “you probably want to touch yourself don’t you?”

“Yes please” I respond nodding enthusiastically.

“No.” he denies me, “I decide when you feel pleasure, understand?”

“Yes sir” I answer immediately, the ache in my core growing, I’m panting with desire.

“Good girl” he praises, “now keep being a good little girl while I fill your mouth with cum” he barks before shoving his cock back in my mouth. I can’t control the moan I make as he does so.

His hand is still wrapped around my neck as he furiously pumps his cock in and out of my mouth. “I want to feel you drink up all my cum like a good little girl” he snarls, tightening his grip a bit.

My body is on fire with need, I want to taste his cum so badly. He thrusts a few more times making primal sounding grunts and then I suddenly feel him explode inside me. The force of his movements makes his cum hit the back of my throat hard and I gag and cough around his cock. Instinctually I start swallowing and I can feel my throat contracting under his hand.

He lets out a harsh growl “That’s it baby, drink my cum you thirsty whore,” as he unloads more cum down my throat.

I keep sucking and swallowing until the stream of cum finally subsides. It’s leaking down my face and his cock, I greedily lick the excess off of him, looking up at him with big eyes, hoping he’s pleased with me.

He withdraws and looks at me while redoing his pants. “Very good girl” he tells me.

“Thank you sir” I respond gratefully.

I wipe my face and try to straighten my appearance while he walks over to his briefcase removing a small piece of fabric. As he walks back over to me I realize it’s a pair of panties. I assume he’s returning mine from the other day, but as he gets closer I notice they look different.

‘What the fuck?’ I think ‘Did he accidentally grab someone else’s? How many women does he steal panties from?’

I’m confused and weirded out when he kneels in front of and starts putting them over my feet, pulling them up my legs.

“These have a built in vibrator” he explains and I feel a small piece of hard silicone through the lining as he pulls them up around my ass, settling them in place. He pulls his phone out of his pocket “I control it with an app from here.”

“If you want to keep being a good girl for me, you’re going to wear these until I instruct you otherwise. And it would be in your best interest to not let anyone know you have them on” he tells me sternly.

I comply, insanely turned on at the idea of continuously being under his control. I try to fix my appearance as much as possible before leaving the conference room. I feel so flustered from what just happened, and excited but nervous about how I’ll be able to manage the vibrating panties, not knowing when he’ll decide to use it. I exit the room trying to look composed and head towards my desk, anxiously awaiting James’ next move.