my office crush- Alexa

Welcome to another fake story

My name is Walter, and my junior's name is Alexa. I was doing my job peacefully in the office, handling all my files and reports without any tension. Everything was going fine until one day she joined our department as a new junior.

Slowly, as days passed, we started talking more. Before I knew it, she had become my closest friend at work. We would chat about everything from office politics to weekend plans.

That's when I started liking her So, I began doing everything for her. I became her personal driver, dropping her home every evening after work, no matter how late it got. The traffic in the city was crazy, but I didn't mind. I paid her shopping bills when she picked up new clothes or accessories , whatever she liked. I took her out for dinners at nice restaurants, the ones with dim lights and soft music, where we could talk for hours.

For her birthday, I even gave her expensive gifts a gold necklace that shone like the sun, and later a smartwatch she had been eyeing. Whenever she needed anything, I was there, like a fool in love. I kept telling myself, 'One day she'll understand my feelings.' Because of her, I never even glanced at another girl in the office or outside. I waited patiently, month after month, thinking she would realize how loyal and devoted I was.

We got closer over time. We used to hold hands during walks in the office park, sit close on the bench during breaks, our thighs touching accidentally but staying like that. We laughed together at silly jokes, shared secrets that no one else knew. She gave me so much hope. I thought this was something real, something that could turn into love.

Then, one dreadful day, I heard the news she was getting married. My world shattered. I couldn't believe my ears. The guy she was marrying wasn't even that special. He was just rich, with a big Bank balance and a fancy house. Money wins, huh? All my care, all the time I spent driving her around, all my loyalty and gifts nothing mattered to her. It felt like a slap in the face.

I tried to talk to her about it in the office pantry, 'Alexa, is it true? You're getting married?' She looked surprised, then annoyed. We ended up in a big fight. She shouted that I had misunderstood everything, that I was just a friend, nothing more.After all these years spending I felt like a complete idiot.

Obviously, she was hot. Her body was something else, especially her ass round, firm, and swaying when she walked in her tight skirts or frocks. It drove me crazy just watching her. But now, knowing she was leaving me for some rich guy, the anger boiled inside me.

That night, she was giving a farewell party to her friends. Almost everyone from the office was invited, laughing and dancing, but she didn't even ask me. Not a single call or message. I felt so used, like all the money I spent on her was totally wasted. My hard earned salary gone for her shopping and dinners, and this is how she repays me? I couldn't take it. I went to the nearby park and sat on a bench, frustration I started drinking beer, one bottle after another. I don't even remember how many I emptied. I kept thinking, maybe I was wrong to trust her so much.

As the alcohol hit me hard, I started sobering up a bit, the anger turning sharper. That's when my phone rang. It was my friend Johnny. I had told him earlier to dig up information about her from college days. He called to say he had it all. 'Walter, listen,' he said in a low voice. 'This girl used many boys back in college. She had close male friends one after another, got expenses and gifts from them money for books, clothes, even trips. She played them all, made them do her work, assignments, everything.' Even worse, he told me she already had a boyfriend during college, and now she was ditching him for this rich marriage. But the best part or worst for her she never got fucked by anyone. Johnny's sources said she was 100 percent virgin, teasing boys but never letting them touch her properly. She used them well to get her work done, keeping her body as a prize for the highest bidder.

Hearing that, everything clicked. She had been doing the same to me using my money and time, keeping me hanging with smiles and hand holds, but never giving anything real. Rage filled me like fire. And then, I saw her. She was coming back from the party, wearing a white frock that hugged her curves, looking beautiful and happy, walking alone on the empty street. It was 4 am, the city dead quiet, no one around. The alcohol still buzzed in my veins, mixing with the anger, making me bold.

I got up from the bench, my cock already twitching hard in my pants just from seeing her ass sway under that frock. I had no patience to wait till she reached her room. I started walking behind her, keeping in the shadows, my heart pounding. The hostel was close, an old building with a ground floor that had a big hall where people ate meals. There were some rooms storing food and mess items, and one big room at the end where all the leftover chairs were piled up. Mess workers would come early morning around 6 am to prepare breakfast, but now it was empty, silent.

She entered the hostel gate, her heels clicking softly. I followed, my steps heavy but quiet. Walking behind her, my hardness grew, pressing against my zipper. I couldn't hold back anymore. As she passed the hall, I grabbed her from behind, one hand clamping hard over her mouth to stop any scream. She jolted, her body stiffening in shock. I dragged her quickly into the big room with the chairs, the door creaking shut behind us.

She struggled wildly, her arms flailing, legs kicking, but she was already exhausted from the party all that dancing and laughing had worn her out. Her energy was low, making it easier for me to control her. My first fear was her shouting and waking someone up, so I didn't waste time. I slapped her hard across the face, once, twice, three times, releasing all my frustrations with each smack. Her cheeks turned red, eyes watering, a muffled whimper escaping through my fingers.

'Shut up, you bitch,' I growled, my voice rough from the beer and rage. I stuffed a rag I found nearby into her mouth, tying it tight with a belt from my pants. Then, I grabbed some ropes from the stored items and tied her hands to one of the nearby chairs, her wrists bound so she couldn't move them. She was mine now, helpless. I felt like an animal, wild and hungry, all the pent up desire and anger exploding.

I tore at her white frock from the top, ripping it open at the boobs. The fabric gave way with a sharp tear, exposing her chest. In one go, I yanked the whole dress off her body, leaving her in just her red bra – lacy with white flower patterns and matching white panty. She was still fighting, her legs kicking out, trying to push me away, but I pinned her down on the stack of chairs, using my weight.

Her skin was soft, glowing in the dim light filtering through the window. I grabbed her bra roughly, unhooking it and pulling it off. Her boobs spilled out – full, round, with pink nipples , I groped them hard, my hands squeezing the flesh, massaging roughly, feeling them mold under my palms. She twisted, muffled cries coming from her gagged mouth, but it only made me harder.

I leaned down and started licking her boobs, my tongue rough against her skin. I sucked on one nipple, biting lightly, then harder, until it turned red and swollen. I moved to the other, licking in circles, then sucking deep, pulling it into my mouth with force. Her body arched in pain and unwanted pleasure, tears streaming down her face. I didn't care; this was payback for all the times she teased me without giving.

My hands roamed lower, hooking into her white panty. I ripped it off, the thin fabric tearing easily. Now she was completely naked, her pussy exposed – shaved smooth, virgin tight, lips pink and untouched. She crossed her legs desperately, trying to prevent me from entering, her thighs clamping together. But I was stronger. I forced her legs apart with my knees, prying them open. She kicked, but I slapped her thigh hard, leaving a red mark.

I unzipped my pants, pulling out my cock thick, hard, veins pulsing from the excitement. It was throbbing, precum already leaking. I positioned myself between her legs, rubbing the head against her pussy lips. She bucked, trying to escape, but tied hands and my grip held her. With little struggle, I pushed in. Her virgin pussy was tight, resisting at first, but I thrust harder, breaking through. She screamed into the gag, body in pain.

It felt so good warm, wet, gripping me like a vice. I started thumping into her, hard and deep, each jerk hardcore, slamming my hips against hers. For 25 minutes straight, I fucked her without mercy, my cock pounding her pussy relentlessly. In between, I pressed her boobs, pinching nipples, slapping the soft flesh to make them bounce. Sweat dripped from my body onto hers, mixing with her tears.

Her struggles weakened as time passed, her body betraying her with unwanted wetness. I growled dirty words, you slut.Each thrust was brutal, my balls slapping against her ass, the chair creaking under us. I varied the pace slow deep strokes to feel every inch, then fast ramming to make her jolt. Her pussy clenched around me, milking my cock despite her muffled sobs.

Finally, the pressure built, and I came hard, shooting cum deep into her pussy, filling her up. I stayed inside, grinding until every drop was out, then pulled away, watching it leak from her abused hole.

I pulled out from her pussy, my cock still slick with her juices and my cum dripping down. She lay there panting through the gag, eyes red and swollen from crying, body shaking on the pile of old chairs. But I wasn't done yet. The booze in my veins kept the fire burning, and seeing her like that, all broken and mine, made me want more. I took a moment to catch my breath, then reached over and yanked the cloth out of her mouth. She gasped hard, coughing and sputtering, spit trailing from her lips. Her hands were still tied tight behind her back with the rope, wrists raw and red from struggling.

I just grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head up. open your mouth,' I growled, shoving my semihard dick right against her lips. She tried to turn away, shaking her head, but I forced her jaws apart with my fingers and rammed in. Her mouth was warm and wet, tongue pressing flat as I pushed deeper, hitting the back of her throat. She gagged loud, choking sounds bubbling up, tears fresh on her cheeks. I didn't care. I started thrusting, fucking her face like it was her pussy slow at first to feel her lips stretch around me, then faster, hips bucking.

Her head bobbed unwillingly with each pump, saliva drooling down her chin onto her heaving tits. I held her hair tight, controlling the pace, making her take every inch until my balls slapped her chin. 'Suck it, you bitch,' I muttered, feeling her tongue swirl against me by force. It took maybe ten minutes of that rough mouth fucking, her muffled retches filling the room, before my cock swelled back to full hardness, throbbing and ready again. The veins pulsed hot, tip leaking pre-cum down her throat.

Satisfied, I pulled out, her coughing fit starting up as I grabbed the cloth and stuffed it back in, tying it secure. She moaned in protest, but it came out as pathetic gurgles. Now for the best part that ass I'd eyed for months, round and firm, begging to be claimed. I flipped her over roughly, face down on the chairs, her knees scraping the floor. Her ass cheeks lifted up, pale skin glowing in the dim light from the small window. I slapped them hard, left then right, watching the flesh ripple and turn pink under my palm. Smack after smack, five or six times, until handprints bloomed red and she squirmed, trying to clench away.

I spat on my hand, rubbing it over my cock for extra slick, then lined up at her tight asshole. It winked shut, untouched and virgin like the rest of her. 'Time to break you proper,' I said, gripping her hips with bruising force. She bucked wild when I pushed the tip in, her body going rigid, muffled screams vibrating through the gag. It was like forcing and resisting every millimeter. But I didn't stop I thrust harder, popping past the ring, burying half my length in one go. She thrashed like a fish out of water, legs kicking useless, back arching in pain, those choked sounds coming non-stop 'Mmmph! Mmmph!' desperate and animal.

I was angry and showing no mercy.
I grabbed her waist tighter, nails digging into skin, and started thumping. Fast and hard from the start, my hips slamming forward, cock plunging deep into her ass. The friction burned sweet, her walls clenching around me like they wanted to push me out, but I just fucked deeper, faster. Each thrust made her body jolt, tits scraping the chair backs, ass cheeks spreading wide with the force. the room smelling of sex and fear. I leaned over, biting her shoulder to muffle my own grunts, pounding away – thump, thump, thump building speed until it was a blur.

Her struggles weakened after a while, body going limp under the assault, but I kept going, chasing that edge. Finally, it hit balls tightening, cock swelling inside her. I roared low and came, pumping hot spurts deep into her ass, grinding to fill every bit. Cum leaked out around my shaft as I held still, savoring the spasm of her hole milking me dry.

When it faded, terror slammed into me like cold water. What the hell had I done? This was my first real deal , all of it. My hands shook as I pulled out, seeing the mess of cum ,Heart pounding wild, I stumbled back, booze still clouding my brain. Thoughts wouldn't line up; panic made everything fuzzy. I grabbed my pants, yanking them on quick, shirt buttoned sloppy. She lay there curled, sobbing quietly through the gag, hands still bound. I didn't untie her , too scared, too rushed. Just turned and bolted, door creaking shut behind me. The night air hit cool as I staggered to my room a few blocks away, mind a mess. Collapsed on the bed fully clothed and slept.

Morning came brutal. My head throbbed like a drum, mouth dry as sand. As the fog lifted, reality crashed in flashes of last night,her tied, me forcing into her pussy, her mouth, her ass. Oh god, I'd fuck Alexa. Guilt twisted my gut, I had to fix it, apologize, make sure she was okay. I splashed water on my face, threw on fresh clothes, and hurried out, legs shaky.

Back to the mess storage room where I'd left her. The door was ajar, light spilling normal. I pushed in cautious everything looked tidy, chairs stacked neat, no sign of struggle. No rope, no torn clothes, nothing. Heart racing, I thought maybe she was still inside, hiding or hurt. But the room was empty, silent except for distant kitchen clangs. 'Alexa?' I whispered, but only echoes answered. Panic rising where was she? How long had I slept?

Her undergarments that white panty and bra –l weren't there either. I remembered stripping them off, but now gone. And the rope? Vanished. How? Had she untied herself somehow? With hands bound behind, gagged, after what I'd done to her body? Impossible, right? She must've been in shock, but strong enough to free one hand maybe, crawl out. I rushed to her hostel room upstairs, knocking hard. No answer. Peeped through the keyhole dark, empty.

Her friends were in the common area, packing stuff. Where's Alexa?I asked, they said. She left early morning. She'd vanished, probably hating me forever.

I wandered downstairs to the mess hall, slumping in a corner booth, head in hands. Recalling it all over again did I really leave her hands tied? Yes, tight as hell. How did she get free?

Nearby, two mess workers burly guys in stained aprons sat laughing over coffee voices carrying. bro, never thought we'd get to fuck such a hottie,' one said, grinning wide, slapping the table. That body, man tits like mangoes, ass so tight. We took turns, enjoyed her full Best fuck ever.' The other chuckled deep. True, bro She fought at first, but after a while, just took it. Wish we could have more fun with her, keep her around for rounds.

My blood froze. They were talking about her Alexa. The 'hottie' they'd gangbanged. After I left? She must've stumbled out half-naked, dazed, and run into them. Oh god, they'd swarmed her, fucked her one after another while I slept off my drunk. The boy next to me, some young lad sipping coffee, overheard too and muttered, 'Sounds like they scored a cheap prostitute or something. Lucky bastards.But I knew. It was her. My Alexa, passed around like meat after my assault. Rage and shame mixed I'd started it, but they finished worse.

later i found out her Marriage pics smiling bright, arms around a guy i, that rich bastard she'd chosen. Flowers everywhere, family dancing, her face glowing happy, no trace of past ,Comments poured in Beautiful bride!'Congrats, She looked overjoyed, eyes sparkling, like nothing happened.

Days later i found out one mess worker dusting table and it's a part of her white dress .

But after some months she called me i shocked and little afraid she told me everything and she needs my help --

Alexa pov-
my body aching from what Walter had done to me. My hands were tied behind my back with that rough rope, and the cloth stuffed in my mouth made it hard to breathe properly. It was still dark outside, maybe around 4 am, and it was dead quiet. I had been trying for what felt like hours to wiggle free, twisting my wrists until they burned, but the knots were too tight. My frock was torn, top ripped open, and I was completely naked from the waist down, my pussy and ass sore and leaking his cum. I felt so helpless, tears mixing with the sweat on my face.

The mess workers usually started their work at 6 am, preparing breakfast for the office staff. But sometimes, a few came early to clean or set up. I prayed no one would come yet, but deep down, I hoped someone would find me and help. My mind raced with fear and shame. What if someone saw me like this? Or worse,

Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside the door. My heart pounded. The door creaked open, and light from the corridor spilled in. It was Tom, a thin man in his fifties with graying hair. He flicked on the light and froze when he saw me. His eyes widened, taking in my naked body tied up on the floor.

'What the hell?' Tom muttered, stepping closer. I tried to scream through the cloth, but it came out as muffled whimpers. I shook my head, pleading with my eyes for him to untie me. He knelt down, his face a mix of shock and something else I couldn't place yet. 'Who did this to you, miss?

I nodded frantically, tears streaming. He reached for the cloth in my mouth, pulling it out slowly. 'Please... help me,I gasped, my voice hoarse.Untie me, please.'

Tom's hands hesitated on the ropes. His eyes roamed over my exposed breasts, down to my bruised thighs and the sticky mess between my legs. I saw the shift in his expression ,tom said someone fucked you and sperm on your body is evidence and it seemed like you enjoyed it a bit, he said with a smirk. Before I could respond, the door opened again. Two more workers entered: Mike, a burly black man with huge arms, and David, a tall white guy with a beard.

They stopped dead, staring at me. 'What's going on here?' Mike asked, his deep voice booming. Tom stood up, chuckling. 'Found this girl tied up. Says her colleague fucked her and left her like this.

I begged again, 'Please, help But Mike's eyes lit up with lust as he looked at my naked form. He was huge, easily 6'4", muscles bulging under his uniform shirt, and I could see the outline of a massive bulge in his pants already. David licked his lips, stepping closer. 'She looks ready for more. Look at that pussy, all wet and used.'

Panic surged through me. 'No! Don't! Please!' I cried, trying to roll away, but the ropes held me firm. Tom laughed. 'She's not going anywhere. Someone must have had fun with her tight holes.' Mike knelt beside me, his big hand grabbing my breast roughly, squeezing until I yelped. These tits are nice. Bet they didn't get to enjoy them properly.

David was already unbuckling his belt. 'Mess starts at 6, but we got time. Let's give her what she really wants.' I screamed, 'Stop! Help me!' but Tom slapped a hand over my mouth. 'Shut up, bitch. You're in our room now.

Mike flipped me onto my stomach easily, my face pressing into the dirty floor. I felt his rough hands spreading my ass cheeks. 'Look at this ass, already fucked. But mine's bigger.' He unzipped, and I felt his cock slap against my skin thick, at least 8 inches, veiny and hard. Walter's was only 6 inches, nothing compared to this monster.

'No, please!' I sobbed, but Mike didn't care. He spat on my ass and pushed the head of his cock against my hole. It burned as he forced in, stretching me wider than Walter had. I screamed into Tom's hand, my body shaking. He thrust deep in one go, burying all 8 inches into my ass. The pain was brutal, like being torn apart. He started pounding, his hips slamming against me, each thrust making me cry out.

David watched, stroking his own cock – 7 inches,throbbing. 'My turn for her mouth.' He pulled Tom's hand away and shoved his dick past my lips. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat, fucking my face roughly. Suck it, slut. You begged for help, now help us cum.Saliva dripped down my chin as he rammed in and out, his balls slapping my chin.

Tom wasn't idle. He knelt in front, pinching my nipples hard. These need some attention. He twisted them, making me whimper around David's cock. Mike's thrusts grew faster, his grunts filling the room. Tight ass, fuck! Better than my wife.He slapped my ass cheeks red, the sting adding to the agony.

After what felt like forever, Mike groaned and flooded my ass with hot cum, more than Walter's load. He pulled out, cum leaking out of me. 'Next,' he said, wiping his dick on my back. David grabbed my hair, yanking my head up. 'Swallow it all.' He came in my mouth, bitter seed shooting down my throat. I choked, trying to spit, but he held my jaw shut until I swallowed.

They weren't done. The door opened again more workers arriving early. Samuel, another black guy, even bigger than Mike, with a shaved head and tattoos, and Peter, Peter was slim but his eyes gleamed with evil. 'What's this party?Samuel boomed, his voice deep.

Tom explained quickly. 'Free pussy. Join in.' Samuel's grin was predatory. He stripped off his pants, revealing an 8-inch black cock, thick as my wrist. 'I'll take her pussy.' They untied my hands just enough to flip me onto my back, but retied my ankles to a table leg, spreading my legs wide.

I was sobbing now, body trembling. 'Please, no more... it hurts.' Samuel laughed. 'Hurts? That's the fun part. He positioned between my legs, rubbing his huge head against my swollen pussy. It was still sore from Walter, cum-slick but raw. He slammed in, bottoming out in one thrust. I arched, screaming as he filled me completely, stretching my walls to the limit.

Peter climbed on the table, straddling my chest. His 7-inch cock was out, and he slapped it on my face. 'Open up.' When I clamped my lips, he pinched my nose until I gasped, then shoved in. Now Samuel was fucking my pussy brutally, his massive body pinning me down, hips pistoning like a machine. Each thrust hit my cervix, sending shocks of pain through me.

Tom grabbed my hand, forcing me to jerk his cock. 'Work for it, girl.' Samuel's balls slapped my ass as he raped me, grunting, 'This pussy is mine now. Tighter than a virgin.' Sweat poured off him, dripping on my stomach.

The pain mixed with unwanted friction, my body betraying me with wetness. But it hurt so much, tears blurred my vision. Peter came first, shooting on my tongue, forcing me to lick him clean. Samuel kept going, his thrusts savage, bruising my thighs where he gripped them.

After minutes of relentless pounding, Samuel roared and unloaded deep in my pussy, his cum overflowing. He pulled out, and Peter took his place immediately. Peter's cock was slimmer but he fucked fast, like a rabbit, hitting spots that made me gasp despite the pain. 'Yeah, take it!' he yelled, his hands on my hips.

Samuel moved to my mouth, his cum-covered cock forcing entry,he face-fucked me hard. Mike was back, sucking on my nipples, biting them until they they turn red. David untied my ankles and lifted my legs over his shoulders, They rotated.

Next, David took my ass while Peter fucked my pussy. Double penetration , they thrust out of sync, stretching me to breaking point. I screamed bloody murder, but Samuel stuffed his cock in my mouth to silence me.

They kept switching. Mike took my pussy next, his huge black cock making me uncouncious with each thrust. More workers trickled in John, a young white guy with a 7-inch dick, and Robert, another black giant, 8 inches easy. The room filled with seven men now, all hard and ready. They formed a circle around me, taking turns.

John went for my mouth, fucking it deep while Robert rammed my ass. This hole is loose now, but still good,Robert said, spanking me hard. Bruises bloomed on my skin. I lost track of who was where. One in my pussy, one in ass, one in mouth, hands on cocks everywhere.

By now, it was nearing 5:30 am. One more round. All seven surrounded, jerking. I on knees, hands tied again. They came on me face, tits, pussy.
Finally, they dressed and United tied me,my clothes were gone so they give me shirt and i come back to my room crying thank god no one seems me in this condition.

I know if I stay here they come for another round so i freshen up i already packed my stuff earlier so i called my friends told them I am leaving early they sent my belongings later .

It had been three months since that crazy night in the mess workers' room and everything started because of you,Walter, please, you have to help me,' she begged. 'Those mess workers they took photos of me that night. They've been blackmailing me for three months. I paid them money every week, but now they want more. They want me to come back and fuck by them again, or they'll send the photos to everyone.

I listened as she spilled the whole story, her voice breaking.
I felt a mix of guilt and excitement. 'Alexa, don't worry. I got you into this mess, so I'll get you out. Remember how I helped before?' She thanked me, her voice full of relief. 'Yes, Walter, thank you so much. I don't know what I'd do without you.' But before we hung up, I had a plan in my mind. I needed to see her, control her again.

That evening, I called her on video. 'Alexa, to show you I'm serious about helping, I need to see you. Strip for me on camera. It'll make me trust you, and I'll work harder to fix this.' She hesitated, her face flushing. 'No, Walter, I can't. Not again. Please, just help me without that.' I convinced her, my voice smooth. 'Come on, if you do this, you'll be free from all this shit. No more blackmail, no more fear. Just strip, show me those tits and pussy, and I'll cum quick. Then we're good.' She refused twice more, tears in her eyes, but I kept pushing. 'Think about it, Alexa. One little show, and I promise, you're out. Finally, she nodded, her hands shaking as she stood up in her room.

She peeled off her top first, her bra coming next. Her boobs looked bigger than before, maybe from stress or something, full and round, nipples hard in the cool air. She unhooked the bra, letting them bounce free. 'Good girl,' I said, my hand already in my pants, stroking my 6inch cock. She slid down her pants, then panties, revealing her shaved pussy, lips still a bit puffy from past abuses. She turned, bending to show her ass, which had grown too plumper, juicier. I jerked faster, watching her spread her cheeks, exposing her tight holes. Touch yourself,I ordered. Her fingers rubbed her clit reluctantly, and that pushed me over. I groaned, shooting cum all over my hand, ropes of white hitting the screen. 'See? Now you're free.I called her to come here to fix things .

she told me ,she be there in evening and at morning I handled the workers first. I cornered them one by one in the back room. Tom was first, sweating as I grabbed his collar. 'Give me those photos of Alexa, or I'll report you all to the for blackmail and assault' He handed over his phone, scared shitless. Mike next, the big black guy, handed his without a fight. David, Samuel, Peter, John, Robert all caved quick. Surprising how fast they got scared; these tough guys turned into puppies.

I collected all the photos, deleted copies from their phones, threatened to beat them if they tried anything. But when I looked at the pics later, alone, I shouted at them in my mind. 'You idiots! These are all blurry as hell! Nobody would believe it's Alexa. The faces are shadows, bodies distorted. Useless!' I called them back one by one, yelling. 'Look at this shit! Blurry crap. You moron You're blackmailing with this? Pathetic!' They mumbled apologies, but I didn't care. Alexa didn't know the photos were junk, so I kept it secret. This gave me leverage over her.

With the workers handled or so she thought I made my real plan. I deserved a promotion; I'd been slaving at this company for years, but those three bosses Mr. James, Mr. Richard, and Mr. Henry always blocked me. They were in their forties, fit from gym, and they ogled Alexa every day she worked here. Her short skirts, tight blouses they stared at her ass and boobs like wolves. I knew they'd jump at fucking her. 'Hey bosses,' I said in a meeting, 'I got a deal. You give me that senior position I deserve, and I'll arrange for Alexa to spend a night with you three. She's willing to do anything to move up too. Their eyes lit up. James, the tall one with salt-pepper hair, grinned. 'Dream come true, Walter. We've wanted that slut since she joined.' Richard, the stocky one, nodded. Henry, lean and mean, licked his lips. 'Set it up. Promotion's yours.
I called Alexa that afternoon. 'Good news the photos are gone. But to fully bury this past, I need you to do one more thing. Fuck my three bosses. They'll promote me, and in return, erase any trace of your mess. You'll get away from all this shit forever.' She refused flat out. 'No way, Walter! I can't. Please, find another way.' I convinced her over the phone, my voice calm. 'Alexa, think. This ends everything. No more workers, no more fear. Just one night, and you're free. Your body can handle it –you've been through worse. It'll be like closure.' She cried, argued, but after half an hour, she agreed, voice small. 'Okay

I arranged the room the executive lounge on the top floor, soundproof, with a big king bed, dim lights, and a window I could peek through from the adjacent storage closet. That night, around 8 pm, the bosses were there, drinking whiskey, suits off, shirts open. James had a 7-inch cock already half-hard in his pants. Richard's bulge was thick, 8 inches easy. Henry was longest, 9 inches, veiny. They laughed about how they'd wreck her.

Alexa arrived at 9, knocking softly. She wore a black miniskirt that hugged her thicker ass, the cheeks peeking out when she walked, and a tight top showing her grown boobs, cleavage deep. Her hair was down, makeup light, but fear in her eyes. 'Come in, Alexa,' James said, pouring her a drink. 'Walter said you'd help us relax.' She sipped nervously, sitting on the bed edge. They circled her, hands on her shoulders.

Action started fast. Richard grabbed her chin, kissing her rough, tongue shoving in. She gasped, but he held her. James yanked her top up, exposing her bra. 'Look at these bigger tits.' He ripped the bra off, her boobs spilling out, nipples pink and erect from fear. Henry flipped her skirt up, no panties I had told her to go without. 'Slutty pussy, ready for us.' His fingers plunged in, two at once, making her yelp.

They stripped her quick. Skirt off, now naked, her body curvier, ass rounder, boobs heavier. James pushed her onto the bed, face down, ass up. 'First, that fat ass.' He unzipped, his 7-inch cock hard, slapping her cheeks. He spat on her hole and rammed in, no lube, stretching her ass brutal. Alexa screamed, 'It hurts! Slow!' But he laughed, pounding deep, hips slamming. Each thrust buried him balls-deep, her ass rippling.

Richard took her mouth, kneeling in front. His thick 8-incher forced past her lips, gagging her. 'Suck it, bitch. Deep throat.' She choked, saliva dripping as he face-fucked her, hands in her hair. Henry watched, stroking his 9-inch monster. 'My turn soon.' James fucked her ass savage, slapping her cheeks red. 'Tighter than I thought. Walter trained her good.' After ten minutes, he groaned, cumming deep in her ass, hot seed filling her. Pulled out, cum leaking.

Switch. Henry flipped her onto her back, legs spread wide. 'Pussy now.' His long cock rubbed her slit, then slammed in, hitting her cervix hard. She arched, crying out. 9 inches filled her completely, stretching walls. He thrust like a piston, fast and deep, her boobs bouncing wildly. Richard straddled her chest, tit-fucking her bigger boobs, squeezing them around his cock.

James recovered, shoving his cock in her mouth. 'Clean my ass off you.' She gagged on the taste, but sucked, tongue swirling. Henry pounded her pussy, his balls slapping her ass., slut. You love it.' She shook her head, tears flowing, but her body betrayed with juices. He choked her lightly, hand on throat, thrusting harder. Richard came first, shooting cum between her tits, ropes hitting her neck.
They rotated. Now Richard in her pussy his thickness made her scream louder, splitting her. 'Fat cock for fat pussy.' He ground in circles, bruising her insides. James took her ass again, double penetration starting. Both holes filled, cocks rubbing through the wall. Alexa wailed, body shaking. 'Too much! Stop!' Henry face-fucked her, his long dick hitting her throat. 'Shut up and take it.'

The double was brutal. Richard and James thrust out of sync, one in as the other out, tearing at her. Pain etched her face, but they didn't care. Sweat poured off them, room smelling of sex. After 20 minutes, Richard came in her pussy, flooding her. James followed in ass, mixing loads. Henry pulled from her mouth, making her lick his balls while they recovered.

After this they take some rest they poured more drinks, forcing her to sip,it's first time she will taste alcohol. Her body glistened with sweat and cum, holes gaping slightly. 'Round two,' Henry said, laying on the bed. 'Ride me.' He pulled her onto his lap, his 9-incher spearing her pussy as she sank down. Gravity made it deeper, her scream echoing. She bounced unwillingly, guided by his hands on her hips.

James stood behind, pushing into her ass. Double again, rocking her between them. Richard took her mouth, completing the triple. All holes stuffed, they synced thrusts, using her like a fuck doll. Her body jerked, boobs flopping, ass and pussy stretched to limit. 'Feel us owning you,' James growled, spanking her. Cum from before lubed, but friction burned.

They kept this up for 30 minutes, switching positions. Henry in ass now, his length hitting new depths. Richard tit-fucked while James fucked pussy. She came unwillingly once, body shuddering, which they mocked. 'Slut likes it rough.' More cum –Henry unloaded in ass, Richard on tits again, James in mouth, forcing swallow.

There is no kisses or talking just pure hardcore fucking and i totally understand it obviously she is teasing us for long time like 3-4 years may be and now they get one chance,alexa agreed to fuck by them but she never thought it would be so intense.

When they take rest in between they forced her to drink more alcohol and soon she passed out because of exhaustion and fuck or may be alcohol but they continued .

I never knew that watching someone fuck like this could be so much fun. Cuckold thing, man, it hits different. The three bosses,finally finished with Alexa around 4 in the morning. James slapped her ass one last time, saying, Good slut, Richard laughed, wiping his dick on her thigh before zipping up. Henry just grinned, They dressed quick and left the executive lounge, door clicking shut behind them And I had stroked twice peeking through the window.

Alexa was totally passed out on the big king bed. She hadn't slept for last two days, she told me earlier, stress from the blackmail eating her up. Now, her body just gave up. She lay there naked, legs spread wide, pussy and ass red and swollen, leaking thick white cum from both holes. Her bigger boobs heaved with slow breaths, nipples bruised from all the sucking and pinching. Face smeared with dried cum, hair messed up, bruises on her thighs and neck. She looked wrecked, but damn, hot. Seeing her like that, helpless again, my cock got hard instantly. I came out from the storage closet spot, heart pounding. This was like the first time I raped her in the mess room three months back tied up, gagging, but now she was free but still mine to use.

I locked the door proper, then climbed on the bed. Her body warm under me, soft skin sticky. I slapped her face light, 'Wake up a bit, Alexa,' but she didn't stir. Passed out deep. I remembered that first rape how I dragged her to the mess, ripped her clothes, forced my 6-inch cock into her tight pussy, then ass, making her cry. Fun, yeah, but this cuckold watching the bosses destroy her,Even better. I spread her legs wider, her pussy lips puffy, cum oozing out. My cock throbbed. I rubbed the head on her slit, mixing my pre-cum with their loads, then pushed in slow. So wet, so loose from the gangbang, but still gripped me. I groaned, starting to thrust.

'Fuck, Alexa, you take it good,' I muttered, slapping her cheek again, harder this time. Her head lolled, but eyes stayed shut. I pounded deeper, balls slapping her ass, feeling the cum squelch around my shaft. Her boobs bounced with each hit, I grabbed one, squeezing hard, twisting the nipple. Memories flashed her screams that night, now silent but body responding, pussy clenching a bit. I fucked her missionary style first, legs over my shoulders, going balls-deep. Ten minutes, sweat dripping, then I flipped her on stomach, ass up. That plumper ass, red from slaps, I spat on her hole and rammed in. Tight even after Henry’s long dick. I gripped her hips, bruising more, thrusting savage. 'Remember me, slut? This is how it started.' I came quick, shooting deep in her ass, mixing with James and Henry’s seed. Pulled out, watching it drip.

For a second, I thought, why not call the three bosses back? They were monsters in bed James relentless, Richard thick and rough, Henry deep and cruel. Another round would be epic, watching them wreck her more. But nah, risky. They might get too attached, or she wakes and freaks. Plus, promotion coming, don't mess it. I dropped the plan, breathing heavy. It was 4:30 am now, stomach growling. All that action made me hungry. I called room service from the lounge phone. 'Send some food, quick.' The guy said, 'Sorry sir, no chef now. Early morning. But front of hotel, there is food corner open 24 hours.' Fine, I thought. Need to clean up anyway.

I went to the bathroom, got wet towels. First, wiped her face – cum crust off cheeks, lips, even hair. Then her pussy, gentle but firm, scooping out globs of cum, her folds sensitive, twitching in sleep. Ass next, spreading cheeks, cleaning the mess, hole still gaping a bit. She moaned soft in sleep, but no wake. I dressed her slow panties first, then bra for those heavy boobs, skirt hugging her curves, top buttoned. Looked decent, like nothing happened. Locked the door with the spare key card, pocketed hers too. Left her sleeping safe.

As I rounded the corner near the staff area, I spotted them eight hotel security guards, all burly men in crisp uniforms, wrapping up their night shift. It was almost 6 AM, and they looked ready to clock out, chatting lowly and stretching their arms. Names like John, Mike, Dave, Tom, Rick, Steve, Paul, and Chris floated in my mind as I imagined them; they were all in their late thirties to early forties, built .

One glance at them, and my mind raced back to Alexa, helpless and exposed up in the room. My cock twitched in my pants, hardening against my will. That familiar submissive rush hit me the thrill of imagining her at their mercy, used while I watched from afar. I'd fantasized about cuckold scenarios , My heart pounded as I turned back toward the room, the idea solidifying. I wanted this. Needed it. Another cuckold session, even if it meant pushing boundaries.

Back in the room, Alexa hadn't stirred. She lay there, miniskirt and tank top twisted slightly across her stomach. I grabbed my phone facing the bed, angling it perfectly to capture everything. I hit record, the red light blinking silently, then tucked it behind a vase for discretion. Heart racing, I slipped out again, this time heading straight for the guards. I approached the one who seemed like the leader tall, broad-shouldered John, with a shaved head and a no-nonsense stare.

Hey, man,' I said, keeping my voice casual but urgent. 'I'm Walter, room 512. I've got an important meeting starting in ten minutes gonna last about four hours. My wife's up there in room ileft some files on the desk that need to be delivered to her, Could you or one of your guys swing by and drop them off? Just slide them under the door and Keycard access if needed here. I handed him a spare card I'd swiped from the front desk earlier, my pulse thundering. He nodded, pocketing it without question, and I bolted before he could ask details.

I didn't go far just to food corner, My mind swirled with images their rough hands on her soft skin, her body yielding without resistance. By 9:30 AM, I couldn't wait anymore. I returned to the room, keycard in hand, my erection straining painfully. The door clicked open, and there she was Alexa, still on the bed, but now her miniskirt was askew, tank top pushed up, hair tousled, a faint sheen of sweat on her skin. She still in deep sleep.

My phone was where I'd left it, battery low but the video saved. I locked the door, dimmed the lights, and sank into the armchair, phone in trembling hands. I hit play, the screen lighting up with the empty room at first. Then, minutes in, the door opened. John entered alone, files in hand, keycard still warm from his pocket. He stepped inside cautiously, closing the door behind him with a soft click. His eyes scanned the room, landing on Alexa sprawled on the bed. She lay on her side, miniskirt flipped up one hip, exposing half her ass cheek and the thin strip of her thong. Her tank top had ridden up, baring the underside of one breast, nipple just peeking out,it's all my doing.

Holy shit, he muttered under his breath, the files slipping slightly in his grip. He took a step closer, brushed a strand of hair from her face. No response. His hand lingered, trailing down her arm, then to the hem of her tank top. 'This can't be real,' he whispered, but his breathing quickened, pants tenting as he drank in the sight.

Shock turned to opportunity in seconds. John pulled out his radio, thumbing the button with a shaky hand. 'Guys, get up here—room 512. Now. You gotta see this. His wife she's fuck, just come. His voice was hushed but urgent, laced with disbelief and growing hunger. He paced by the bed while waiting, eyes glued to her body, adjusting his growing bulge.

The door opened again minutes later, and the other seven piled in quietly—Mike, Dave, Tom, Rick, Steve, Paul, and Chris each wearing expressions of confusion that melted into stunned silence as they saw Alexa. Mike's jaw dropped. 'What the hell, John? She's out cold.' Dave whistled low. 'Look at her. Passed out like that? Look there are emptied bottle of alcohol and Walter just left her?Yeah, and she's not waking. I checked.

Emboldened by the group, they approached. Tom shook her shoulder gently no stir. Rick tested her arm, lifting it and letting it flop back. 'Deep sleep. Alcohol, probably.Steve grinned. 'We got time. Shift ends soon, but this is too good. Paul, the quiet one, already had his hand on her thigh, sliding up under the miniskirt. No reaction from Alexa she remained limp, breathing even.

John stood watch at the door while Mike and Dave each took an arm, lifting her slightly to tug the tank top up and over her head. The fabric caught briefly on her hair, then peeled away, revealing her black lace bra cupping her firm C-cup breasts. Her nipples, pink and pert, poked through the thin material. They eased the top off completely, her arms flopping back as they laid her down.

Next, the miniskirt. Chris and Tom gripped the waistband, unzipping the side and rolling it down her hips slowly, the tight material hugging her curves before sliding over her thighs. It bunched at her knees, then calves, until Rick pulled it free from her ankles. Her matching thong panties came into full view barely a scrap of lace, framing her shaved mound and the cleft of her ass. They spread her legs slightly to admire, her pussy lips outlined through the sheer fabric.

Naked except for the lingerie, Alexa looked like a doll pale skin glowing under the lamp light, her round ass cheeks fully exposed now. Paul reached out and squeezed her breast through the bra, thumb circling the nipple until it hardened. No reaction from her she was deep in blackout 'She's not waking,he confirmed. They unhooked the bra with practiced ease, Steve holding her up while John slipped it off. Her tits spilled free heavy, natural, with a slight jiggle as they laid her back down on her back.

Dave's hands went to her panties next. He hooked his fingers in the waistband and slowly dragged them down her thighs, over her knees, calves, and off her ankles. Her pussy came into view smooth, lips plump and slightly parted, a hint of moisture from whatever dreams she was lost in. They spread her legs wide, knees bent, feet flat on the bed, giving full access. 'Fucking perfect,Mike muttered, his bulge obvious in his pants.

The undressing done, they stripped themselves. Uniforms hit the floor shirts unbuttoned to reveal hairy chests, pants dropped to show thick, veined cocks springing free. John's was the biggest, at least eight inches, girthy with a slight curve. Mike's shorter but fat, balls heavy. Dave's long and straight, already leaking precum. Tom and Rick were average but hard as steel, Steve's circumcised head shiny, Paul's surprisingly thick at the base, Chris's with a upward hook. They stroked themselves, circling the bed like predators.

John went first for her mouth. He climbed onto the bed, kneeling by her head, tilting her chin up with gentle fingers. Her lips parted naturally in sleep, and he guided his cockhead to them, rubbing it along the soft flesh. 'Open up, sweetheart,' he whispered, though she couldn't hear. He pushed in slowly, her mouth warm and wet, enveloping the tip. Inch by inch, he fed her his length, her cheeks hollowing slightly as her body instinctively relaxed. He groaned, starting a slow thrust in and out, his shaft glistening with her saliva. Her tongue lay flat, unmoving, but the suction from her unconscious state was enough to make him curse under his breath.

While John face-fucked her gently to avoid waking her, Mike positioned himself between her legs. He spat on his hand, rubbing it over her pussy lips, parting them to expose her clit. 'So tight,' he said, lining up his fat cock. He pressed the head against her entrance, her folds yielding as he pushed forward. No resistance, she slept on.

Dave and Tom took her hands, wrapping her limp fingers around their shafts. They pumped into her palms, using her soft grip like a makeshift fleshlight. Steve and Paul focused on her tits each sucking a nipple into their mouths, teeth grazing the sensitive peaks, hands kneading the flesh. Chris and Rick waited their turns, stroking furiously, eyes devouring the scene.

The rhythm built. John's hips snapped faster into Alexa's mouth, his balls tapping her chin. Saliva dribbled from the corners of her lips, pooling on the pillow. 'Suck it, yeah,' he murmured, even though she couldn't. Mike pounded her pussy harder, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room, dripping down to her ass crack, but Tom grabbed a small bottle of lotion from the nightstand.

They rotated seamlessly. Mike pulled out of her pussy , her hole gaping slightly, red and slick. He moved to her ass, slathering lotion on his cock and her tight ring. Pressing the head there, he pushed steadily her ass resisted at first, then gave way, swallowing him inch by inch. Alexa twitched faintly in sleep, a soft whimper escaping, but her eyes stayed shut. Mike buried himself balls-deep in her ass, the tightness making him hiss.

John withdrew from her mouth, strings of spit connecting them, and swapped to her pussy. He plunged in easily, lubricated by Mike's earlier efforts, her folds hugging him as he thrust deep. Dave took her mouth now, his long cock sliding down her throat, bulging her neck slightly. She gagged unconsciously once, but settled, her body accommodating.

Paul and Steve kept at her breasts, pinching and twisting nipples until they were swollen and dark pink. Rick slid under her, lifting her hips slightly to lick at her clit while John fucked her, his tongue flicking the nub in time with the thrusts. Chris used her hand again, but this time aimed for her tits, smearing precum over the mounds.

They flipped her onto all fours, though she was dead weight, propping pillows under her to hold the position. John took her ass now, his thick girth stretching her wider, pounding with short, brutal strokes. Cum from Mike's first load he'd finished inside her pussy earlier, hot spurts filling her leaked out, mixing with her arousal. Dave knelt in front, feeding her his cock again, hands in her hair to control the depth.

Mike, spent but hard again, slid under her belly, sucking her swinging tits while Tom mounted from the side, rubbing his cock between her thighs before angling into her pussy alongside the leaking cum. John in ass, Tom in pussy her body quivered, stuffed full.

Rick and Chris took turns in her mouth, one after the other, They passed her around like a toy.John pulled out of her ass, flipping her onto her back again. My turn to fill that mouth.He straddled her chest, sliding his cock between her tits, squeezing them around it for a titfuck before shoving back into her mouth, erupting. Thick jets of cum flooded her throat she swallowed reflexively, some dribbling out as he withdrew.

Mike reclaimed her ass, lifting her legs over his shoulders, drilling deep while Dave fucked her pussy missionary style, their balls slapping together. Her body jolted with each dual thrust, holes stretched obscenely. Tom face-fucked her sideways, her head lolling. The others formed a circle, jerking off

By the end, Alexa was a mess cum in her hair, drying on her lashes, pooled in her navel. Her pussy and ass , red and swollen, leaking a steady stream of mixed seed onto the sheets. Her mouth hung open, lips puffy, a trail of saliva and cum down her chin. They cleaned up minimally wiping her down with towels, pulling the miniskirt and tank top back on her.

After some hours, around 4 PM, Alexa woke up and asked for food. I arranged it for her she ate, drank some water, then took a bath and cleaned herself before leaving and return to her married life.

When she came out from bathroom she was wrapped in a towel. She went to the mirror and I sat on the edge of the bed, my cock already twitching at the sight.

Before she could react, I grabbed her shoulders and leaned down. My lips onto hers from behind, forcing a hard kiss.

Alexa gasped and tried to pull away. No, Walter Stop it's enough already Her hands pushed at my arms, but I held her tight. I kissed her deeper, my tongue shoving into her mouth. She resisted, twisting her head, but she couldn't push me back. I was stronger, and she knew it from last night. Her lipstick smeared on my face as I sucked on her lips.

I broke the kiss and yanked her up You're not leaving yet, I threw her onto the bed face down. She bounced on the mattress and tried to crawl away, but I climbed on top of her. My weight pinned her down. 'Please, let me go. I won't tell anyone, I swear,she begged

I ignored her and started removing her clothes. First, I pulled off her top, buttons popping loose. She kicked her legs, but I grabbed her skirt and tugged it down her thighs. Her panties came next, sliding off her hips. She was naked again, her body exposed. 'No, no, please she said, covering her breasts with her arms. But I pried them away.

It's the last time, Alexa. Just give me this, and you can go back to your life normaly. it made her pause for a second and she stopped fighting as hard. I flipped her onto her back and spread her legs. My fingers went straight to her pussy. She was dry at first, but I rubbed her clit roughly. Stop touching me there she whimpered.

I pushed one finger inside her tight hole. It slid in slow, feeling her walls clench around it. I pumped it in and out, adding a second finger. Her body jerked, but I held her thighs open. You're getting wet, slut,I said, even though she wasn't fully. I finger-fucked her harder, curling my fingers to hit that spot inside. She bit her lip, trying not to moan, but her hips bucked a little.

After a minute, I pulled my fingers out, slick with her juices. I brought them to her mouth. Suck them clean.She turned her head away, but I grabbed her jaw and forced her lips open. I shoved the fingers in, making her taste herself. She gagged at first, her tongue touching them unwillingly. I moved them around her mouth, coating her tongue. Good girl,I whispered, pulling them out.

Now, I wanted her tits. I unhooked her bra roughly and tossed it aside. Her breasts spilled out, full and round with pink nipples. They were perfect for what I had in mind. I stripped off my pants and shirt, my hard cock springing free. It was thick and veiny, already leaking pre-cum. Alexa stared at it in fear. Don't... please...'

I straddled her chest, pinning her arms down with my knees. My cock hovered over her cleavage. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together around my shaft. The soft flesh enveloped me, warm and tight. Hold still, I ordered. She tried to squirm, but I pressed harder. I started thrusting, sliding my cock between her tits. The head poked out at the top with each push, brushing her chin.

I played with her nipples while I fucked her breasts. Pinching them, twisting them until they hardened. Her skin flushed red from the pressure. Look at you, your tits made for this,' I said, thrusting faster. The friction felt amazing, her boobs bouncing with my movements. I spat on my cock for more lube, making it slicker. She closed her eyes, tears running down her cheeks, but her body stayed put.

After a few minutes of titfucking, I couldn't wait anymore. I slid down her body and positioned myself between her legs. Her pussy was glistening now from the fingering. I rubbed my cockhead against her slit, teasing her entrance. 'No, Walter, not again!' she pleaded, trying to close her legs. But I forced them wide and slammed in.

My cock buried deep in her pussy in one thrust, It was tight, gripping me like a vice. I started fucking her hard, pulling out almost all the way and pounding back in. The bed creaked under us. Her breasts jiggled with each slam.

I grabbed her hips and lifted them, angling deeper. My balls slapped against her ass. She clawed at the sheets, her resistance fading into sobs. But her pussy got wetter, betraying her. I reached down and rubbed her clit while I thrust. Feel that? You're enjoying it deep down.'She shook her head, but her breaths came faster.

I flipped her over onto her hands and knees. Grabbing her hair, I pulled her head back. My cock reentered her from behind, hitting her even harder. I spanked her ass, leaving red handprints And she just moaned. I fucked her pussy relentlessly, feeling my orgasm build,making sloppy sounds.

Finally, I pulled out, my cock throbbing. I wanted her mouth now. On your knees,I said, pushing her down. She knelt on the floor, looking up at me,I held her head and guided my cock to her lips. Open up. She hesitated, but I slapped her cheek lightly. Her mouth parted, and I shoved in.

At first, she just let it sit there, but I started moving. Suck it, bitch. She began reluctantly, her lips wrapping around my shaft. Her tongue flicked the underside, and I groaned. She bobbed her head, taking me deeper. Her hands gripped my thighs, and she hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard.

It was sensational. Her mouth was warm and wet, saliva dripping down her chin. She swirled her tongue around the head, licking the pre-cum. I face-fucked her gently at first, then harder, hitting the back of her throat. She gagged but didn't stop. That's it, deepthroat me.'l She tried, her throat constricting around my cock.

I held her hair and thrust steadily. Her eyes watered, makeup smearing again. But she kept going, her sucks getting more eager. It felt incredible, better than I imagined. My balls tightened, and I came hard, shooting ropes of cum down her throat. She swallowed most, some spilling out the corners of her mouth.

I pulled out, panting. Alexa wiped her lips, coughing. She looked broken but relieved it was over. I helped her up and let her clean up again. This time, I didn't stop her from leaving. As she dressed and fixed her makeup one last time, I watched from the bed. It was an amazing day her body was mine completely, even if she hated it.

Finally, she had a flight that night, so I dropped her at the airport. Before leaving, I kissed her one last time, and she kissed me too. She said it was a different but good experience. Then she returned to her happy married life, and I went back to my normal life. I even got a promotion, and everything became good and normal again.