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and bail me the fuck out.”
I’m murderous. “Like hell. You can sit your ass in that jail cell and think about all of the shit choices you’ve made. Get yourself the free representation and find a way out of this yourself. I’m done.” Without another word, I hang up the phone. I’m done bailing his ass out. It’s time he makes changes, and I’m not going to be his mom anymore. My days of being an enabler are over.
My phone rings and I look down to see it’s Courtney. My anger dissipates and a smile forms. “Hey, baby. What’s going on?”
“I’m at my desk thinking about you.” Her tone tells me it’s unsavory in nature.
“Is that so? What are you thinking about?”
“That I want you to fuck me,” she whispers into the phone.
“Princess,” I groan. “You shouldn’t be talking like that at work especially with that fucking rat watching your every move.” I hate that I have to ruin the mood, but I don’t want her getting into trouble on my account.
“Brian,” she whines, “why do you have to bring him up?”
I chuckle. “Baby, when you get home tonight, I’ll fuck you nice and slow.”
“I want it hard and fast,” she says softly into the phone.
I groan. “Deal.” There’s silence on the line. I can hear her breathing, but she’s not speaking. “Court?”
“I-I have to go.”
The phone clicks off. That was strange.
I grab some documents off my desk and begin to skim through them. Ten minutes later my phone pings. It’s a message from Courtney. I open it to find it’s actually a video message. I hit play and what I see has my balls tightening and my dick presses roughly against my jeans.
Courtney has both of her legs up on the desk, and her skirt pulled up to her hips exposing her panty-less pussy. She’s open wide to the camera and running her index finger up and down her glistening folds. I watch as her finger enters her. She adds another and begins a quick rhythm in and out while her other hand rubs the top of her clit. Her face transforms into pure ecstasy as she fucks herself mercilessly with her fingers. He left hand comes up to palm her full tit. Biting her lip in pleasure, she moans as she looks straight into the camera and licks her finger clean. Once she has sucked every bit of her juices from her finger, she licks her lips and mouths, “Delicious.”
I’m so turned on I can’t fucking walk. My girl is masturbating in the state house at her desk, and I’m the only witness to it. I’m about to spring my cock free when I realize that I’m about to miss a meeting if I sit her any longer, so I grab my phone and dial up Courtney once more.
“Hey, baby,” she says breathlessly.
“You’re going to kill me. I want you so bad, Courtney Brighten.”
She giggles. “You’ll have me in a few hours. This was just to give you a preview of what awaits.”
“Baby…” I groan. “Should you be doing that at the state house? You’re going to get caught.” She sighs dramatically.
“Don’t ruin the mood. I know what I said and you’re right, but I can’t seem to use my head where you’re concerned.”
“I’m not complaining Court. I loved it, but I don’t want you getting caught.” I say in a stern tone.
“You’re right. I said no more and I need to stick to that. This was the last time. Okay?”
“I love you.” I smile.
“Love you too. I’ll see you tonight. Be ready.”
After hours on the phone trying to line up help for Bryce despite my insistence that I wouldn’t, and a meeting regarding another project, I’m bone tired. I’m ready to gag down some aspirin for this headache and crawl into bed when I hear the front door open, and Courtney call out my name. I can’t help it. Regardless of the fact that today was a shit day, she still brings a smile to my face.
“I’m back here,” I call out.
When she walks around the corner, my breath hitches. She’s wearing simple black yoga pants and a teal colored tank top, and her blonde hair
I’m murderous. “Like hell. You can sit your ass in that jail cell and think about all of the shit choices you’ve made. Get yourself the free representation and find a way out of this yourself. I’m done.” Without another word, I hang up the phone. I’m done bailing his ass out. It’s time he makes changes, and I’m not going to be his mom anymore. My days of being an enabler are over.
My phone rings and I look down to see it’s Courtney. My anger dissipates and a smile forms. “Hey, baby. What’s going on?”
“I’m at my desk thinking about you.” Her tone tells me it’s unsavory in nature.
“Is that so? What are you thinking about?”
“That I want you to fuck me,” she whispers into the phone.
“Princess,” I groan. “You shouldn’t be talking like that at work especially with that fucking rat watching your every move.” I hate that I have to ruin the mood, but I don’t want her getting into trouble on my account.
“Brian,” she whines, “why do you have to bring him up?”
I chuckle. “Baby, when you get home tonight, I’ll fuck you nice and slow.”
“I want it hard and fast,” she says softly into the phone.
I groan. “Deal.” There’s silence on the line. I can hear her breathing, but she’s not speaking. “Court?”
“I-I have to go.”
The phone clicks off. That was strange.
I grab some documents off my desk and begin to skim through them. Ten minutes later my phone pings. It’s a message from Courtney. I open it to find it’s actually a video message. I hit play and what I see has my balls tightening and my dick presses roughly against my jeans.
Courtney has both of her legs up on the desk, and her skirt pulled up to her hips exposing her panty-less pussy. She’s open wide to the camera and running her index finger up and down her glistening folds. I watch as her finger enters her. She adds another and begins a quick rhythm in and out while her other hand rubs the top of her clit. Her face transforms into pure ecstasy as she fucks herself mercilessly with her fingers. He left hand comes up to palm her full tit. Biting her lip in pleasure, she moans as she looks straight into the camera and licks her finger clean. Once she has sucked every bit of her juices from her finger, she licks her lips and mouths, “Delicious.”
I’m so turned on I can’t fucking walk. My girl is masturbating in the state house at her desk, and I’m the only witness to it. I’m about to spring my cock free when I realize that I’m about to miss a meeting if I sit her any longer, so I grab my phone and dial up Courtney once more.
“Hey, baby,” she says breathlessly.
“You’re going to kill me. I want you so bad, Courtney Brighten.”
She giggles. “You’ll have me in a few hours. This was just to give you a preview of what awaits.”
“Baby…” I groan. “Should you be doing that at the state house? You’re going to get caught.” She sighs dramatically.
“Don’t ruin the mood. I know what I said and you’re right, but I can’t seem to use my head where you’re concerned.”
“I’m not complaining Court. I loved it, but I don’t want you getting caught.” I say in a stern tone.
“You’re right. I said no more and I need to stick to that. This was the last time. Okay?”
“I love you.” I smile.
“Love you too. I’ll see you tonight. Be ready.”
After hours on the phone trying to line up help for Bryce despite my insistence that I wouldn’t, and a meeting regarding another project, I’m bone tired. I’m ready to gag down some aspirin for this headache and crawl into bed when I hear the front door open, and Courtney call out my name. I can’t help it. Regardless of the fact that today was a shit day, she still brings a smile to my face.
“I’m back here,” I call out.
When she walks around the corner, my breath hitches. She’s wearing simple black yoga pants and a teal colored tank top, and her blonde hair
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