Stuck on You - Part 4

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Tags: Dirty talk, smut and filth, first time with anal play [involving a plug], masturbation.



The following morning, refreshed from sleep and dreams of pleasure, Lena clutched a mirror between her thighs and took in the vivid red heat of her arousal. She had never woken up with so much glossy slick at her entrance, even though she felt extra raw and tender from having sex with Kara two nights in a row. Her cunt throbbed with the hope of making it three, and she grabbed her phone to capture a photo of her well-rutted entrance.

In her hazy lust, she typed out a long message:

You wrecked me so good last night. Want to meet me for drinks tonight and do it again?  It’s not even 6 AM yet and all I can think about is coming on your cock.

Morning thoughts were sometimes the most candid, and Lena regretted nothing until she realized she sent the text to the wrong person. Andrea.

“No, no, no, no, fuck!”

There was no way to save face over sending such a salacious text, and Lena frantically typed out an apology as her libido crashed and her mind cleared.

That wasn’t intended for you. I’m sorry. Please forget I sent that.

Andrea never responded and left the message on read. That was all it took to send Lena into a panic attack.

If her ex wanted to be malicious, she could retaliate by going to HR. There was also a slim chance that Eve might have seen it and thought Lena was trying to sabotage their relationship.


Guilt and shame twisted Lena’s stomach and she rushed into the shower with the terrible idea of getting to work early. She skipped breakfast and tried for once to dress modestly to paint herself in a better light. There was no guarantee it would work, and Lena experienced a few palpitations when she walked into the office to find Andrea already waiting by her desk.

“My office. Now,” Andrea commanded and walked off before Lena could utter a word.

The stern tone was one Lena had only received in the bedroom, and she felt conflicted by how the usual anticipation she had felt had turned to apprehension. She swallowed back her nerves and scurried into Andrea’s office with pinched lips that still quivered with emotion.


“I can explain–”

“Your text was graphic enough,” Andrea spat and then sucked in a deep breath to compose herself. “What were you thinking, Lena? What if you’d sent that to someone else here, or a client? I could write you up for this.”

Andrea let the threat hang over Lena just long enough to make her gasp, and rounded her desk to level Lena with a soft look. “But I won’t. I’m concerned. You’re not acting like yourself. I understand that you’re probably still hurting from our break-up, but this alpha isn’t a good fit for you.”

Lena bristled at the implication that she was young and stupid and forgot to hold her tongue as she listened to the judgment in her ex’s tone. “Yes, well, we’re working on making her fit. You’ve seen the picture.”

Andrea’s offended face was priceless, at least until Lena remembered her career and livelihood were on the line.

“You’re right, I have seen it,” Andrea reiterated in a calmer tone and handed over a business card with a someone’s name in big block lettering. “That’s why I’m giving this to you.”

Lena eyed the text and came to her own conclusions. “Is this your way of trying to encourage me to look for a job elsewhere?”

To her credit, Andrea’s cool and collected demeanor never wavered. “No, I’m setting you up—”

Lena scoffed over her before she could finish that sentence. “You really think I’m just going to drop Kara and go out with someone you selected for me? Who is this person anyway?”

“A therapist,” Andrea sniffed and flicked back her highlighted dark hair. “I’m setting you up with a therapist. I feel it’s necessary at this point to give you some extra support in getting over this bump in the road.”

Lena couldn’t believe that her ex had the gall to essentially mandate her to speak with a counselor.

It took tremendous self discipline not to be extra combative with Andrea. Lena suddenly saw her ex’s ego in a new light. Instead of being genuinely remorseful that she had stomped all over her heart, Andrea was basically patting herself on the back by thinking she was that much of a catch that Lena’s life was falling apart without her.

If she hadn’t invested so much time and energy in her job, Lena would have quit.

“Thanks,” Lena hissed, not the least bit happy that she had to walk out with the card tucked against her palm. She would have preferred to set it on fire in Andrea’s trash can.

All of the love she had felt for Andrea was becoming tarnished now that the rose-tinted glasses had been snatched off her face. Andrea wasn’t a bad person, but she certainly wasn’t the right one for Lena, either. Maybe it had been a blessing that Eve had required assistance with her high-profile case when she did, because at least it saved Lena from going through a break up months down the line.

“Why do you look like someone pissed in your coffee?” Jess asked the moment Lena stomped over to her desk. “Please tell me Kara didn’t turn you down after yoga?”

“She didn’t, but guess who was already there when I showed up?” Lena raised her brows and crushed the therapist’s number in her palm before dumping it into her desk drawer.

“Her ex?” Jess asked in surprise and set a to-go cup of Lena’s favorite coffee on her desk.

“No. Mine.” Lena shot a glance toward Andrea’s office and then pointedly decided she wasn’t going to talk to her for the rest of the day. “And if that wasn’t bad enough, I sent her a text that was meant for Kara this morning.”

Jess groaned in sympathy and scrunched her nose as she guessed at what the text contained. “Please tell me you didn’t send nudes.”

“Oh, it was a full frontal and a sext,” Lena admitted in a moment of a complete candid anxiety. “Andrea thinks I’m insane, and that Kara isn’t a good fit for me. My rebuttal was that we’ve been working on making her fit.”

Despite how close she was to a meltdown, Jess took it all in stride and didn’t laugh at her frazzled mood. She settled down on the chair opposite the desk to work through her problems like any other case. “Maybe you just need to be a little more experimental in your approach. At least until you’ve practiced some more.”

“Experimental?” Lena repeated and wondered what kinds of outlandish ideas her friend would propose.

“Just as a disclaimer, this topic is Not Safe For Work, but have you ever tried anal?” Jess tucked her pen into her hair and blinked.

“God no,” Lena blustered in insult and hesitated to say more on the topic. She didn’t consider herself a prude, but her face glowed with a faint tinge of embarrassment.

Her only experience with anal sex was accidentally watching some in clips online. It had been a research-oriented activity and not one that involved pleasure. If curiosity ever came into play, Jess didn’t need to know that.

Jess didn’t seemed fazed by her attitude towards alternative kinds of sex. “Okay, so I understand your reluctance because it is kinda taboo and there’s a lot of prep work that goes into it. But it can be pleasurable if you do it correctly. There are also fewer anatomical limitations.”

Lena pretended to be flipping through a folder rather than entertaining notions of giving Kara her anal virginity. “Your advice is appreciated. I just don’t think resorting to that extreme measure is necessary.”

Much as she attempted to deny her interest in it, Lena spent the entire morning mulling it over and reading forums. She covertly sent her photo to Kara and brought up the subject as casually as possible with two texts in quick succession:

So I was reading posts written by omegas who have similar problems taking more for their alphas.

Some of the omegas suggested oral sex as the solution and  others recommended anal. Obviously we tried the first route. I’m open to the second option, but I’ve never done it before.

For a while dots appeared on her screen, and Lena freaked out that Kara would be disgusted. She didn’t expect the straightforward answer she received.

Gosh, your photo just made me rock hard and I’m not sure I can last through the day before seeing you. I’m very willing to help you with your first experience if you’d like to dabble in that.

We would have to prepare you for a while beforehand so it’s pleasurable. I can get the items we need if you want to try it.

Lena agreed that it would be difficult to wait until the end of the day, so they coordinated a long lunch hour at Kara’s apartment.

She used the excuse of a having a “private appointment” and glanced at Andrea at the right time to ensure her ex bought her alibi that she was going for therapy. In reality, Kara would be pounding her so hard she would probably feel it in the next dimension.

Lena hailed a cab to take her to Kara’s place out of a strong concern that she would be headed into the seedier part of the city. Her shock didn’t register until she exited the vehicle and glanced up at an exclusive complex. Two doormen let her in and told her she was expected.

“This is your place?” Lena blurted as she stepped inside the well-furnished apartment and glanced around at the art pieces that hung on the walls.

The interior design seemed to have a professional touch and Kara leaned over to kiss her without even noticing she was taken aback.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Kara laughed, despite not having a single clue what going through Lena’s mind. “This doesn’t look like a bachelor pad. I just like collecting art and it’s a good backdrop for all of my videos. A few of my omega friends also gave me some tips on picking out the furniture.”

“Tell them they should start a business,” Lena muttered under her breath and gawked at the luxury of the place.

She had handled clients who lived in smaller apartments with way bigger egos than Kara’s, and not once did her success come across in her personality.

“Come on,” Kara gestured. “I’ll give you a tour.”

Kara’s cheerful nature snapped Lena out of her fixation, and she pointed out rooms as they walked further into her home. “This is my kitchen. Over here is my home office, my gym room, oh, and this is my little reading nook.”

“Kara, that’s practically a library,” Lena scoffed, still reeling from the yoga mats that took up an entire room that was bigger than half her apartment.

She blinked up at the large bookshelves that lined three walls, and noted several books she had read among many she hadn’t gotten around to exploring. Lena was blindsided by the fact that Kara wasn’t just making more money than her. Intellectually it seemed they also had some things in common.

Going forward, Lena would have to be careful with what she said. If Kara ever found out that she had once thought they weren’t equals, then it was unlikely their relationship would progress.

It unnerved Lena to realize she was already invested in an alpha who was only meant to be a fun distraction. They had barely been dating a week, and already Kara had moved out of the rebound category to a potential mate.

Since she was so caught up in her own thoughts, she missed Kara asking her a question and stared back at her blankly.


“What?”

“I asked if you wanted some coffee before I showed you my bedroom.” Kara’s usual charm was almost bashful, and Lena could guess why when she peeked into the master suit and saw several items on the bed.

“Did you already pick up items for what we were discussing?” Lena’s voice took on a shrill note of surprise and she watched Kara’s complexion change with clear guilt.

Kara didn’t attempt to deny it and ushered Lena into the master suit to let her get a good look at the little boxes she lined up. “I was already in the city when we were texting and I figured you’d prefer it if I purchased them. I don’t expect to use anything during your lunch break.”

Among the anal lubes and the condoms were discreetly packaged plugs in various sizes, along with gloves and several kits for cleaning. Beside them were three different toys for penetration, and Lena appreciated how slim they were in comparison to Kara’s incredible girth.

“You really put a lot of thought into this,” Lena commented with a shy flick of her lashes up at Kara.

If she wasn’t the slightest bit aroused by the thought of Kara touching that part of her body, she would have noped straight out of the apartment.

She couldn’t admit that it excited her to know Kara was thinking about having her every way possible.

Evidently it was obvious because Kara postured and pulled Lena closer by the hip to murmur against her lips, “It wouldn’t be fun if it wasn’t pleasurable for us both, and when my girlfriend suggests we try new things, I’m going to take it seriously.”

Lena was already parting her lips for Kara’s tongue when her words registered, and by then she was already melting into the kiss and in no position to ask questions.

How many dates did it take before it was reasonable to make things official?


Lena wasn’t sure, but with the way Kara unzipped her long skirt to slip her hand into her panties, she was convinced they had reached an adequate number.

Listening to her hormones was never a great solution to anything, yet there was no denying their attraction. Kara pushed two fingers into her wet entrance as she unbuckled her belt.

She widened her stance as she freed Kara’s cock with a swift tug and stroked over her shaft with a fluid wrist movement.


“For the record, we haven’t even discussed being exclusive. You’re making an awful lot of assumptions just because we’ve had a few dates.”

“Should I formally ask before you get on your knees?” Kara’s grin was particularly smug as she crooked her fingers to rub into Lena’s upper wall. She knew exactly how to leave Lena breathless and massaged into her clit with the pad of her thumb.

Kara worked her up with a few deliberate thrusts and then stilled her fingers. “We can take things slow for a change so you can decide if you want to be mine or not.”

Lena bit back a smile at the teasing threat and rolled her eyes for show. “Okay, I’ll be your girlfriend. What kind of speed will that get me?”


“Super speed,” Kara boasted with a proud grin and a small head tilt.

Lena predicted it would be breathtaking and orgasmic. What she didn’t know was that her knees would give out and Kara would sweep her up.

Kara had the upper body strength to hold her while fingering and kissing her. If Lena hadn’t already committed to the relationship, she would have chosen Kara on that basis alone. They meshed their lips together and Kara pumped into her at double the pace of before.

Making it to the bed gave her a short reprieve, and Lena tossed off her panties while Kara unwrapped a condom.

The fit of the latex was too tight around the massive tip of Kara’s cock. It stretched drastically and resisted sliding down over the girth.

Lena blinked as the condom split, broken from the first attempt to put it on. “You've already come inside me once. Now that we're exclusive, maybe we can forget about the protection entirely.”

Kara removed the ruined condom and faltered with another foil square in hand. ”Are you sure you're okay with that? I'm fine with wrapping up.”

Despite not taking their relationship seriously until that morning, Lena couldn't imagine having sex with Kara unless they could feel everything. She crawled onto her hands and knees with a pleading whine and leaned back to kiss Kara, who cupped her chin and then released her to toss the condom aside.

Lena was surprised by how much of her arousal glistened all over Kara’s cock from the first careful thrust. She gasped and peered between her thighs at her spreading pussy lips.

Kara’s tip was too large to submerge, but this time Lena’s excitement helped it to slip inside of her.

“Good girl,” Kara moaned in anticipation of success. “Gosh, you’re really turned on. Hot and wet.”

Her cunt latched onto Kara’s shaft in spasms of immediate orgasm and she flushed in embarrassment at her own physical reactions. They were having nothing more than a lunch break quickie, but Kara caressed her lower back and pulled her closer, and the sex was different with the more defined connection between them.

Lena should have trusted her body and the intuitions of her pleasure. Her tits twinged with sensitivity, and Kara’s fingers brushed at her nipples in sync with their rutting. She planted her knees apart and stayed in that pose, which allowed her to glance down at the throbbing cock that had a span nearly as wide as her thigh. The size of it was much more apparent between her legs, and she groaned as the tip drilled into her just a little deeper.

“Fuck. It’s too much, but also everything I need.” Lena realized in the middle of one rougher stroke that she would happily spend months on her knees if it gave her any hope of taking all of Kara’s imposing and large dick.

She liked the challenge and held still with her back and abs tensing as more inches stretched her out.

“Is that why you’re offering me your ass, Lena? Do you need it so bad you’ll take it anywhere?”


Coming from anyone else those questions would have been egotistical, but Kara was totally enthralled by Lena’s dedication to do whatever it took to feel her base deep. She brushed her fingertips between Lena’s soaked folds to massage into her clit and eased half an inch deeper with controlled revolutions of her hips.

“I trust you’ll make it feel good. I never got that impression from any other alpha,” Lena whimpered honestly, mortified by the contractions of her cunt that gave away her anticipation of trying anal.

Kara obviously enjoyed the cinching heat of her pussy, because she rocked faster to feel the wet ripples along the bulky helmet of her cock. Only the first five inches of her shaft glistened with Lena’s arousal and she pumped it in and out of her with increased force.

“What if I asked you to wear one of those little jewels for the rest of your work day?” Kara tossed the hypothetical out and caught Lena by the chin to direct her gaze onto a nearby box so she could see the picture depicting the sleek designs of the metal plugs. “Would it turn you on to secretly prepare yourself like that over the course of the week?”

Anal training was going to be imperative if Lena was going to allow Kara to penetrate her ass, and the mere suggestion brought warmth to her cheeks and slickened her cunt. It was a terribly naughty idea, and maybe it was her fight with Andrea that made Lena gasp out, “Yes. I’ll wear it for you.”

To fuck Kara on her lunch break was as much to spite Andrea as it was to take the edge off, but to walk into the office with a small plug filling her ass was a whole other level of defiance. She wasn’t about to let her ex dictate her new relationship and it empowered her to think of being permanently reminded of where Kara would soon be. A place that Andrea had never gotten to go, even though she had shown plenty of interest.

Lena keened at the wet sound of her cunt giving in to Kara’s blunt tip. She shook from the friction of being rutted open by the immense girth and curled her fingers into the sheets.

“Good girl,” Kara growled appreciatively against her throat and held Lena steady by cupping her cunt so that every thrust rubbed her clit between her fingers. “You can take the lube and the plugs with you, but the toys stay here so I can use them on you when you’re ready for more.”

Lena chewed at the edge of her lip in satisfaction and stretched her arms out in front of her. The motion of sex was rubbing her nipples into bed and Kara’s praise stroked her just as much as her hand.

“Would I be a good girl if I let you fill my ass while you’re inside me right now?” Lena whined at the smallest bit of pressure that slid another two inches into her clutching pussy.

She felt stuffed and tender inside, and there was still a lot more to push into that compact space. Kara caressed her hip, holding onto her while thrusting again just a few times into her silkiness. They took up a new pace with the constant forward rock of Kara’s hips, and Lena alternated between gasping, staring at the ornate
headboard and shutting her eyes.

“A very good girl,” Kara moaned and reached for the lubricant and a glove, which allowed her to massage in between Lena’s cheeks. She brushed her finger over that private place without intruding on it.

It took a little time and coaxing before Kara slipped inside, and after several passes, Lena started to understand the appeal of having that kind of sex. The stretch would be much more drastic from Kara’s cock, but she was already enjoying the light touches and whimpering.

“Are you ready for more, Lena? Do you want to feel something a little bigger inside you?” Kara picked up one of the light blue jewels with a circumference that would spread Lena about as much as two fingers.


Lena peered over at the item and gasped from the deeper gliding of Kara’s shaft. “Yes, stretch me out, Kara. Get me ready for your cock.”

Kara lifted a bottle of lubricant and poured out a thick squirt on her palm, which she warmed before applying it all over the jeweled plug.

“Do you like it when I play with you here, Lena?” Kara asked, and applied the lightest pressure with the blunt lubed tip to Lena’s twitching little ring of muscle. She eased it through the natural resistance in increments, twisting gently and drawing it back out before the wide middle could breach Lena’s ass.

“More than I ever thought I would,” Lena admitted with only the faintest tinge of shame on her skin.

It was a shocking and pleasurable sensation that stilled the breath in Lena’s lungs. She was so sensitive there that every inward caress tightened her cunt and made the sex even better as Kara tried to force herself deeper in both of her holes.


Whatever discomfort she experienced from being touched in that forbidden spot was overridden by the sensual heat it created through her core.

Lena strained in order to stop herself from writhing beneath Kara. It proved difficult with the alpha’s ungloved hand still cupping her pussy.

Overstimulation wasn’t something she was used to feeling, and the constant uncontrollable spasm of her inner walls meant her clit throbbed under Kara’s fingertips.

“God, I’m not going to last if you keep gripping me like that,” Kara grunted. She finally slotted the metal plug into Lena fully so that she could grab hold of her hip and slide into her delectable heat faster.

The added friction encouraged Kara to pump into her at a steady pace, and she strummed her fingers over Lena’s clit with skillful accuracy. “Your pussy is so wet, your slick is dripping down my cock.”

Lena groaned and hung her head forward to see the shimmery flow of her juices running down Kara’s heavy shaft. She wished it was enough to ease herself onto the remaining length. No matter how valiantly she tried to sway into Kara’s thrusts, she couldn’t get past her limits.

Her bliss and determination rendered Lena’s omega feral, and it loosened her tongue as she lost her inhibitions. “One day your entire massive cock is going to be buried inside me, and you better knot me when it happens, Kara.”

She wasn’t fully aware of what she was saying, despite the promiscuous scent of her omega trying to back her up. Kara, on the other hand, charged forward with a guttural and strained cry, and Lena convulsed as her own orgasm hit.

Molten jets of seed pulsed up Kara’s shaft, and she deposited a fair amount inside Lena’s pussy before hurrying to pull out.

Lena whimpered in a daze, and then whined at the quick way Kara freed the plug from her ass to blast the last few ropes of her seed across her backside. The hot slush never got the chance to drip off as Kara pushed it all into her tight opening and kept it there by reinserting the plug.

“Wow,” Kara breathed out and draped herself across Lena’s back lethargically to press kisses across her shoulder. “That was intense, and you are like thee most amazing omega I’ve ever had the privilege of dating.”

Lena smirked at the ridiculous compliment and pecked Kara on the lips. “You’ve already completely fallen for me, huh?”

“Maybe a little bit.” Kara brought two of her fingers close together to indicate how much and separated them with a laugh. “What can I say? We have real chemistry and I’m not the type to hold back when I can see the potential we have.”

Alphas weren’t usually that forthcoming with their feelings or willing to commit. Lena wasn’t accustomed to it, and she would have been suspicious under normal circumstances, but Kara put at her ease.

“I’m beginning to think you might be a good alpha for me,” Lena admitted as she cuddled into Kara’s chest and took some time to breathe before putting her clothes back on. “In my line of work it’s hard to trust people. You’re so sincere.”

Kara shrugged with modest cuteness and draped an arm around her. “There are some people who consider that a character flaw. I just don’t see the need to play games when it comes to someone’s emotions.”

Lena repeated Kara’s statement carefully in her mind while she fixed her hair and reapplied her lipstick. Kara still wore the majority of it on her mouth and chin, though there were distinct prints stuck to the sheets where she had moaned against them.

She didn’t want to play with anyone’s emotions, either, though she had definitely been trying to influence Andrea’s up until yesterday.


It shamed Lena to realize she hadn’t acted with integrity, but it had to count for something that she had honestly changed her mind about getting her ex back.

Of course she could never tell Kara that. It would reveal that she had only hooked-up with her for one ridiculously large reason. Lena vowed to take that secret to her grave, and swallowed down the residual guilt she felt about flaunting their sexual relationship at work.

“I had better get going. I pre-booked an uber so I wouldn’t be late getting back.” Lena couldn’t quite meet Kara’s eyes. She would have darted out of the lavish apartment if the alpha hadn’t beat her to the door first.

“You didn’t think I would take up your entire lunch hour without feeding you, right? What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn’t fill you in every way possible?” Kara raised her brows mischievously and handed Lena a bento-box that she must have picked up for her in the city.

The transparent lid displayed fresh sushi rolls, two stuffed bao buns, seasoned veggies and mochi for dessert. It was a thoughtful and considerate meal that could easily be eaten on the go.


Lena softened considerably and tried to hide it by narrowing her eyes at Kara. “Oh, you’re lucky this looks delicious or you would be wearing it for that remark. I’ll text you when I get back to the office.”

“I’ll snap you back,” Kara rumbled and stole one more kiss before Lena’s phone dinged with a message to say her car was waiting.

Lena’s head spun with Kara’s sweet gestures, and she spent the entire ride back into the city with a blush on cheeks. She ate ravenously and whimpered every time they struck a pothole in the road.

Climbing out of the car was difficult with weak knees, but Lena managed to slink back into the law firm without getting any suspicious glances. Jess smirked at the careful way she sat down but didn’t comment on it.

Lena was ready to delve right back into work, but she pulled her phone out to quickly fire off a text to Kara only to see the alpha had beat her to it.


The moan stuck in her throat and she tried to cough it off as the image of Kara’s giant cock filled her screen with a caption written across it.

I hope you think of me every time you sit down.

The subtle pressure in her backside became all the more erotic when Lena’s pussy clenched at the reminder of how they had spent her lunch break. She typed a fast response and sent it before she felt self-conscious.

I don’t plan to spend a single second standing.

For the next two hours, she swiveled in her chair and refused to get up to grab folders off of Jess’s desk. The hot sensation of metal probed into her ass deeper the more she shifted, and she tried not to make it obvious in case people thought she was agitated.

Lena spritzed herself with a scent blocker the second she realized how uncomfortably wet she was between the thighs and forgot to periodically glance up to ensure Andrea wasn’t near.


After their earlier conflict, Lena wanted to avoid her boss for the rest of the day, but she should have known it wouldn’t be an option.

While half of their colleagues walked out for late lunches, Andrea made a beeline for her desk instead.

“Where were you?” Andrea demanded with a judgmental frown darkening her features.

Lena reeled from the accusatory tone and sat up to blink at Andrea incredulously. “Excuse me?”

“When you left for an early lunch, where did you go?” Andrea repeated with an almost jealous pout to her lips. She crossed her arms with a touch of arrogance and sneered. “Because it certainly wasn’t for therapy.”

“What did you do, call and ask if I’d shown up?” Lena spat, outraged by Andrea’s audacity to check up on her like that. “You realize that it breaches my privacy to keep tabs on me, right? You’re a partner at a law firm. It would be detrimental to your business if you didn’t.”

“You can’t just run off to do whatever you want during work hours, Lena,” Andrea insisted with a rather petulant stab at the papers on Lena’s desk. “It’s not professional and it sets a bad example for everyone else.”

Lena scoffed at the ire Andrea displayed and casually freed her documents out from under her ex’s fingertip. “For who? Benjamin drinks at his desk most nights, and if Eve closes her blinds with any more frequency, people are going to think she’s never in.”

“Now listen,” Andrea huffed, as if finally realizing she had no right to be so upset in the first place.

“No, you listen,” Lena cut in, and stood up just so Andrea couldn’t tower above her authoritatively. “If I want to sate my appetites, it doesn’t matter where or when I do it, provided I’m only gone an hour and don’t have any meetings. If you want to change the company policy, be my guest – but if you’re only going to single out one of your employees, you might want to rethink it.”

The tension between them wasn’t the kind that Lena previously enjoyed.


Andrea postured momentarily like she still considered Lena to be hers even though she had been the one to end their relationship. For a precarious second, she opened her mouth to say something, then shut it again as she came to her senses and stalked off.

Lena exhaled a sharp breath and stormed off to the bathrooms with the pressing need to calm down. She initially wanted privacy just to breathe, and maybe splash cold water on her wrists. Except instead of heading to the taps, she went straight to the back stall and took her phone out instead.

Rather than work on her frustrations by talking to Andrea, Lena decided to relieve them in other ways and brought up her Snapchat with Kara. She rucked up her long skirt and pulled down her panties before filming a series of clips to show off the aroused state of her pussy and the pretty jewel she still wore.

Maybe Andrea was right on some level, because prior to Kara, Lena never would have entered the bathroom to finger herself let alone film it.


She had to bite her lips to remain quiet, though the salacious sound of being two knuckles-deep echoed in the silent stall.

She was concerned that she would get caught, but Lena was more worried that she would have to stop before achieving a sweet release. She watched the spread of her ravaged entrance in the mirrored image on her screen and eased a third finger into her cunt to fuck herself harder.

Every pass of her fingers pressed into the plug and Lena watched her ass twitch around the jewel in response. It felt incredible, and Lena was getting off on how naughty it was to be so deviously bold. She crooked her fingertips to rub her knuckles into the anal device and tried to silence her labored breaths.

In the end she couldn’t, and Lena spread out her fingers to leave her pussy gaping. She clenched and relaxed several times just to glimpse the inside of her ruby opening and opalescence that remained from Kara’s release.

“I know I’ve just had you, Kara, but I need you again. Nothing satisfies me the way your cock does,” Lena whispered, hoping the audio would be picked up in the quiet space.

She abandoned her cunt to massage her clit with frenzied strokes. With nothing to fill her pussy, rivulets of slick gathered at the cresting ripple of her entrance and drizzled onto the jewel. Lena couldn’t believe how wet she was and tried to stare at the strong contractions of her walls when her bliss peaked.

It took her a moment to come back to herself, and her clit was still throbbing as she fixed her panties and skirt. Lena sent the videos to Kara while she caught her breath, and by the time she faced herself in the mirror to wash her hands, she had no less than six texts all praising her and begging her to come over for dinner that night.

It filled her with the conviction that Kara really was the alpha she needed - in more ways than one. She couldn’t wait to spend the evening exploring her desires and she hoped it would help her move on from all of the stress that plagued her lately.