Consequences of Our Choices

Sidney only nodded in response to Zacky's comment, opening her mouth once again. She tried to force back the gag when he forced himself all the way into her mouth. She'd told him she wanted him to fuck her mouth and she couldn't complain when that was what he did. She leaned back onto her heels as he started to move his hips back and forth, resting her hands on Zacky's thighs to steady herself. She knew her throat was probably going to be sore as hell tomorrow, but as long as Zacky got off, that was all that mattered. Deciding she didn't need her hands to steady herself any longer, Sidney moved one hand up to play with Zacky's balls and the other down between her legs to rub her clit, moaning around his dick.

Sidney heard Zacky speaking to her and she looked up at him, nodding obediently when he asked if she was going to swallow. When it came to giving blowjobs, she usually preferred to either swallow or have the guy finish on her chest, but the decision was usually left up to the guy. So if Zacky wanted her to swallow, she would be a good little whore and swallow every drop like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted. When Zacky finally reached his orgasm, Sidney took him all the way into her mouth, gagging again when he finished against the back of her throat. She swallowed around him, sucking hard on his dick to make sure she got every last drop. Moving away from Zacky, Sidney looked up at him, biting her lip as she continued to touch herself. Knowing he was watching her made it so hot and after only another minute or so, she came again, moaning out his name. Sidney caught her breath for a second before she got to her feet, debating for a second before she decided not to get dressed again. In her past experience, clothes only got in the way of any future rounds of fun. "It's alright if I sleep here tonight, isn't it?" Sidney asked, hoping to make her intentions obvious without having to say it.

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Matt just nodded when Annalise told him she would stay the night. He would have to make sure he set his alarm for a little earlier tomorrow so he could take her again before he took her back to her apartment, or maybe even in his office before anyone else arrived. Or after they arrived, he didn't care. The entire office could watch him fucking her for all he cared. He pointed her in the direction of his bathroom, smirking when he noticed the way she limped. It would take a few times before sex didn't make her sore, especially if he was the one fucking her. She would be sore almost every time he was finished with her if he had anything to say about it. Matt had gotten mostly dressed by the time Annalise came out of the bathroom and he watched as she went over to look through his closet. "Purple is a very regal color," he told her. He didn't attempt to hide the way he looked over her body as she came over to lay on the bed. He'd always loved seeing a woman wearing his shirt after he was finished fucking her; it was like seeing a flag on conquered soil.

Hearing Annalise's question, Matt only smiled. It was rather cute how she thought she had a choice in the matter. "Well my dear, first let me say that you are sadly mistaken if you think I'm a one-time thing for anyone," Matt began. "They might think that when they come home with me. They have every intention of just having a one-night stand with their boss until, well, until I've fucked them. Then they always want more. Of course, most of them are already little whores who will jump on any dick they can find and I certainly have no problem giving that to them. And I've got to admit that you're a little different. Sweet, innocent little Annalise," he taunted, smirking as he moved a little closer to her. "But just think about how your father would feel if he knew I was fucking you. He wouldn't like it at all, would he? He wouldn't like knowing that you choked on my dick underneath my desk while I was meeting with a client or that I bent you over my desk and fucked your tight little pussy until you were ready to scream." Matt moved away from Annalise again, looking over at her with a slight smirk on his face as he shrugged his shoulders. "But if you want to keep yourself under Daddy's thumb for the rest of your life, be my guest."

Sidney nodded when Zacky told her she could use his shower. She probably needed to, since she was definitely sweaty from their little activities. She headed into his bathroom, turning on the water as hot as she could stand it before stepping inside. She took a quick shower, eager to be around Zacky again and to get into bed and get some rest. Now that everything was over, Sidney was starting to realize how tired she was. Sex, especially rough sex like that, was exhausting. When she was finished, Sidney wrapped the towel around herself before going back into the bedroom. With a wet head, she was starting to rethink her little plan of sleeping naked. Zacky seemed to like it cold in her room and that wasn't going to work well for her. Reaching down, she pulled on Zacky's discarded shirt and slipped it on over her head, smoothing it out over her curves. It covered everything it needed to cover, but only barely.

While Zacky was downstairs doing whatever he needed to do, Sidney decided to get comfortable in his bed. She was already thinking about the next time they could have a little fun. She doubted it would be tonight, but maybe they could wake up early and he could fuck her before he took her home to change before work. Or maybe he could fuck her while they were at work or hell, maybe he could fuck her up against his car in the parking lot. As long as she got fucked, she didn't care when or where it happened. Looking up when Zacky came back into the room, Sidney smiled. Dressed in a band t-shirt and a pair of basketball shorts, he certainly looked much different than he did at the office, but to her, it only made him more attractive. Without long sleeves covering his arms, she could see most of the tattoos on his skin and she loved them. "So please tell me I'm not getting my hopes up by thinking this is going to happen again?" Sidney asked as Zacky climbed into bed with her. She grinned sheepishly. "I could definitely stand to get fucked like that more often."

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Matt instantly knew he'd struck a nerve when he brought up Annalise's father. She didn't seem to care for the man very much. If only she knew he was the very reason she'd ended up in the position she was in right now. He raised an eyebrow at her when she climbed into his lap, slipping his hands around to rest them on her ass. He smirked when she nibbled on his ear, giving her ass a rough squeeze and then a slap. "Well I don't share well either, sweetheart," Matt informed her. He ran his hand up to the center of her back, pulling her close to him. His other hand stayed on her ass, gripping it tightly. "When I'm with a woman, I'm the only one she's with. If she decides she wants to see someone else, well then she can see someone else, but she won't be seeing anymore. It's far too easy for me to find a woman to fuck, I don't need to share with anyone else. So you would be mine and only mine. And I assure you, Annalise, that you wouldn't need to share me, as long as you can keep me satisfied. And I'm sure you can do that, can't you?"

Matt was starting to get hard again at this point and he was sure Annalise could feel it. But it was really her fault; she'd climbed on top of him and the dress shirt of his that she was wearing did a very poor job of hiding her tits and the treasure between her legs. "You need to go to bed unless you want to take care of this problem you've created," Matt murmured, nipping at her earlobe. He for one planned on saving the next round for the next morning, when he could take Annalise by surprise or when she was too tired to do anything but lay there and take whatever he wanted to do to her. Which was everything, honestly. With a new woman, the possibilities were endless. Moving Annalise off of him, Matt reached over to turn off his lamp. He grabbed his alarm clock, setting the alarm for forty five minutes earlier than normal. That would give him time to run Annalise home to change and fit in at least a quickie before work.

Sidney was glad when Zacky essentially assured her that this would happen again. It might not be like a normal relationship, but she was sure the sex would more than make up for that fact. Thank God she was on good birth control. Tugging the comforter up over her shoulders, Sidney closed her eyes, quickly falling asleep. She was jarred awake the next day by the sound of Zacky's alarm going off, groaning as she turned to press her face into the pillow. She definitely didn't want to get up or go to work. She felt Zacky get up out of the bed, waiting until he was out of the room before she climbed out herself. Sidney pulled on her jeans from last night, picking up the two halves of the shirt that Zacky had ripped in half, tucking it underneath her arm. Glancing at the clock, Sidney realized that they probably needed to get going if they didn't want to be late for work.

"Do you think you could drop me by my apartment now?" Sidney asked softly, approaching Zacky in the kitchen. She was already going to be in an incredible rush to get ready and honestly, she was probably only going to have time to change clothes and that was it. Then again, Zacky was her boss, so it's not like she would get in trouble for being late. Sidney was quiet on the ride back to her apartment, only speaking to give Zacky directions to her apartment. It wasn't that she was irritated with him, she was just tired and honestly a little sore. But she supposed she had asked for that. "I'll try not to be too late," Sidney said, shooting Zacky a grin as she stepped out of his car. She headed into her apartment, not at all surprised to find Lori in the kitchen.

"You know, I would ask you how your night was, but the little hickeys on your neck tell me everything I need to know," Lori said with a smirk. Sidney just flipped her off as she went back to her bedroom to get dressed.

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Matt gave a short laugh underneath his breath when Annalise whined about him getting up too early. If she thought that was early, she should see how early he got up to do his real work sometimes. "Well you know what they say, if you're early, you're late," Matt said. "And I'm the boss. It looks bad if I arrive later than all of my employees." Matt was surprised when Annalise cuddled up to him, but he wrapped his arm around her anyway, settling against the bed and closing his eyes. His earlier alarm was only slightly annoying when it finally went off. He chuckled as Annalise shoved her head underneath her pillow, reaching over to shut off the alarm. "Rise and shine, sweetheart," he said, climbing out of bed. "I've got to get you home so you can get ready for work. Can't have my secretary being late, now can we?" He smirked as he went over to his closet, opening it and selecting a dark blue dress shirt. He pulled this on, buttoning it quickly before pulling out a pair of his dress pants.

"Go ahead and put your clothes on, we'll leave as soon as I'm done getting dressed," Matt said, turning to Annalise with a slight smirk on his face. No matter what was happening, he hated to be late for work. He was a bit neurotic about it, if he were being completely honest. Once Annalise was ready to go, Matt led her out to his SUV, climbing inside and starting the engine. "Just point me in the direction of your house," he said. He followed the directions Annalise gave him, finally pulling up in front of a nicer looking house than he expected. He could tell by the vehicle already in the driveway that Mr. Reinhardt was home and he smirked as he put his SUV in park. "Try not to be too late, okay?" Matt said knowingly, looking over at Annalise. He knew her father was likely waiting right inside for her, ready to berate her for not coming home last night.

Sidney dug through her small closet, quickly finding something to wear. She knew Zacky wouldn't be mad at her if she was a little late given their current situation, but she still didn't want to be late if she could avoid it. "I'm going to head out now, I'll see you later?" Sidney said to Lori as she grabbed her car keys from the hook. "And don't worry, I'll tell you all about my night then, too." Giving her friend a little wave, Sidney hurried downstairs, checking the time on her phone before deciding she had enough time to run by Starbucks. She had some cold bottled ones in her fridge, but she would rather have hot coffee. And a small sandwich too, because it had been awhile since the last time she'd eaten. She was almost positive that she saw Zacky and some other girl from the office in line at Starbucks, but she was more concerned with getting her caffeine.

Sidney was still a little early when she pulled into the parking lot at the office, so she decided to sit in her car and eat her sandwich so she wouldn't have to shovel it down at her desk. Once she was finished, she grabbed her keys and her coffee and headed inside. As soon as she stepped off of the elevator, she saw Zacky motioning her into his office. "Uh yeah, please don't randomly show up to my apartment," Sidney said. "You heard how Lori was last night, she might try and invite herself along for the fun." Sidney dug around in her purse until she found a receipt she could write on and a pen, scribbling down her number and handing it to Zacky. "Just make sure you add your name when you text so I know it's you. And just an fyi, I won't answer your calls until I have your number saved because I don't answer calls from numbers I don't recognize. Mostly because they're usually telemarketers."

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Once he was sure Annalise was inside her house, Matt drove off, headed for the office. He was even earlier than he usually was, so the only other cars in the parking lot belonged to the maintenance workers who started their shifts at six in the morning. He went straight to his office, wishing he would've stopped by Starbucks to get a coffee. Oh well, he would just have Annalise run and go get him one. She was still his secretary, after all. She would run his errands whether he was fucking her or not. Matt sat down at the desk in his office, turning on his computer to check and see when his first client would be here. Not until eight thirty, which was good, because it would likely not be a pretty visit. But it was Mr. Vandersant's fault he had to bury his daughter; if he would have paid back the money he owed when he was supposed to, Matt wouldn't have had to kill her.

Matt looked up when he heard someone entering his office, managing a polite smile when he saw Annalise. "Thank you, sweetheart," he said, taking the coffee from her. He watched as she came around to sit on the corner of his desk, resting his hand on her knee. "My first idea is fuck buddies, but most women don't like that," he said, smirking. "Too vulgar. So I usually settle on friends with benefits. But whatever you'd like to call it is fine." He slid his hand up her leg, slipping his hand just underneath her skirt. He leaned back slightly, glancing at the time on his computer. Seeing that it was barely eight, he looked at Annalise with a smirk. "I've got about thirty minutes before my first client gets here, so why don't we continue our little arrangement?" Matt asked, raising an eyebrow at Annalise. He slid his hand further up her skirt, reaching between her legs to barely rub her clit. "Unless you'd rather not?"

Sidney was honestly a little surprised to hear Zacky say that Lori would hypothetically be out of luck, considering the fact that he definitely seemed like the kind of man who would be interested in that. But Sidney wasn't necessarily sure how okay she would be with sharing him. She watched as Zacky pulled out his phone and sent her a text message. Once it had come through on her phone, Sidney saved his number before setting her phone down on the desk. Almost immediately, Zacky was pulling her into his lap and Sidney was a little excited, thinking she might be able to get fucked before she had to go to work. So she was a little disappointed when Zacky said that there wasn't enough time. She thought there was enough time for a quickie at least, but she wasn't going to push things.

Sidney perked up when Zacky mentioned having his way with her at lunch. She might rather do it now, but she knew waiting would be worth it, even if she had to wait until after dinner to really get hers. "Sounds like a plan to me," Sidney said with a slight smirk, sliding her hands up his chest. She leaned in to kiss him, pressing her hips against his. "I'm going to go get signed in on the computer and get started on work, since we don't have enough spare time," Sidney said, her tone of voice teasing. Climbing off of his lap, she grabbed her phone and her coffee before going out to her desk. She glanced back at Zacky, making sure his attention was elsewhere before she lifted up her shirt and bra, using her phone to take a quick picture of her bare chest, which she sent to him before quickly righting her clothing. Just because they didn't have time to have sex right now didn't mean she couldn't tease him a little, right?

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Matt's smirk faltered slightly when Annalise said something about a relationship. That was the last thing he would ever call any arrangement he had with a woman. A relationship implied commitment beyond just fucking and Matt wasn't into that. He'd never met a woman who'd captured his attention enough for him to want to spend time with her unless he had his dick somewhere inside of her and besides that, in his line of work, it just wasn't safe to pursue those sorts of relationships. "Well my friends with benefits are different," Matt said, his voice flat. He smirked as she slid down into his lap. He kissed her roughly when she pressed her lips to his, only giving a sort of nod when she essentially agreed to his idea.

"Get up," he ordered her, moving her from his lap. He stood along with her, pushing his chair out of the way as he bent her slightly over his desk so that she was resting on her palms. Matt ran his hands over her backside, squeezing it roughly before giving it a slap. He slapped it again and again, enjoying the sound, before leaning against her back. "You're going to have to be quiet this time, sweetheart," he whispered against the shell of her ear. "No one should hear you, do you understand?" With that being said, Matt shoved her skirt up her waist to expose her underwear, which he roughly tugged down her thighs. He smirked to himself. There was nothing more beautiful than a woman bent over his desk first thing in the morning. Matt reached down to unzip his dress pants, pulling himself free and stroking himself a few times as he lined himself up with Annalise's entrance. "Bite your lip," Matt ordered, thrusting into her.

Annalise

I whined slightly whenever he pushed me off of his lap. I stood up straight, only to be pushed down against his desk, causing me to gasp slightly. I loved the way he manhandled me, but I hated how he was still an asshole. I whimpered whenever he began to smack my ass, he wasn't being gentle about it by any means, and I knew that it was going to hurt to sit down, and it was another bruise that would be added to my body. I knew that whenever he pulled my skirt up and my underwear down, that he would see the bruises he had already created. He was clearly not fond of the idea of a relationship and I was going to figure out why. I was planning on figuring out how to seduce him into changing his mind.

I felt shivers run down my spine as he whispered in my ear, and before I had realized it, he was thrusting inside of me which caused me to throw my head back and my back to arch. I bit my lip, a tiny whimper escaping my lips. As he continued. I dug my nails into his desk, knowing that the scratches would be noticeable, he could yell at me later, but if he needed me to be quiet then I was going to dig my nails into his desk until it became so unbearable that I couldn't stay quiet.

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Zack

I smirked lightly, smacking her ass. Watching as she left my office, I turned to my computer, checking to see exactly how much money Mr. Thomas still owed me . Sending a message to Brian to go ahead and begin cutting his child to pieces. Just as I set my phone down, it went off again. Picking it up, I groaned at the picture that appeared on my screen. I palmed myself through my pants before sending her a picture of my own.

such a naughty little girl, I sent the message before putting my phone down. I stood up and walked out of my office, not bothering to close my door as I headed to the break room, grabbing a cup of coffee for myself and to grab a bagel. Slowly, making my way back to the office, I looked down at Sidney who was sitting at her desk. "I've got a few errands I need you to run," I informed her "i'll text you the list and give you the money that is needed for it," I told her.

Sidney turned slightly to look at Zacky when she sent the message to him, giggling to herself when she saw his reaction. It was just the one she'd wanted. She was probably going to have a lot of fun sending him dirty text messages while they were at work. Not surprisingly, a few minutes later, Sidney received a message in return. Zacky hadn't taken off any clothing, but his erection was still more than obvious in the picture he'd sent. Oh baby, you have no idea. And fuck, I can't wait to see that again, but with less covering it. Sending the text message, Sidney set her phone aside on her desk, deciding to actually start on her work. Just because she was fucking her boss didn't mean she didn't have to do any work.

Sidney looked up when she felt someone hovering near her, seeing Zacky standing next to her desk. "Okay," she said. "Uh, why don't you just write down the list and I can go now? You've still got about fifteen minutes before your first client arrives. Unless these errands are going to take longer than that?" Sidney wasn't sure if Zacky actually had errands for her to run or if he just wanted her out of the office when he met with his first client. She still didn't know all that much about him. His name, that was pretty much it. But she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something just...dark about him. The way he carried himself in the office, the way he was secretive about his meetings with clients. All she knew about the men who filed in and out of his office were their names and only their last names.

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Matt knew he'd taken Annalise by surprise, but he didn't care. This time he wasn't going to be gentle or easy on her at all. They didn't have as much time as they did last night at his house, so he couldn't take the time to do that. He would likely barely have time to make sure that Annalise finished and if he were selfish, he wouldn't worry with it at all. But if the woman wasn't satisfied, it was harder to convince her to come back for more. And he always wanted more. "Next time we're alone, I'm taking this perfect little ass of yours," Matt whispered, rubbing his hand over Annalise's backside. The bruises from last night showed on her skin, but he wanted to leave more. He just loved seeing the imprint of his hand on a woman's ass. Pulling back his hand, he gave her ass a sharp slap, again and again until her cheek was bright red.

"Maybe after work, I'll give you a little treat if you're good," Matt said, feeling his orgasm start to creep up on him. "I'll move everything off of my desk, lay you out, and have you squirming and screaming my name using just my tongue." He wasn't going to lie, part of the appeal of going down on Annalise was that he would be the first man to do so. He would be the first one who's head she saw between her legs, the first one who knew exactly what she tasted like. And hell, maybe afterwards he could convince her to let him fuck her mouth again. Or he could let her figure out how to actually give a blowjob, if he was feeling patient enough. Since she was on that shot and it would be too messy to pull out and finish on her back, Matt decided to finish inside of her. He held her hips against his as he blew his load into her, thrusting a few more times to ride out his high. "Is there anything you need me to do for you?" Matt asked her.

Annalise

My eyes widened slightly whenever he said that he would fuck me up the ass. I swallowed the lump in my throat, not entirely sure if I was ready for that or not, but the way that he was talking, it sounded like I didn't have a choice in the matter. Feeling the stinging sensation on my ass when he slapped it, I jolted forward slightly, a small gasp escaping my lips. I chewed on my lip, trying to keep in the moans and cries of pleasure. I didn't want anyone hearing me, and I didn't want him being mad at me. Hearing his words, I felt my heart begin to pound. I couldn't imagine what it would feel like. If he was this good, I couldn't even begin to imagine what he could do with his mouth. When he asked me if he could do anything for me, I let a shaky breath escape my lips. "Help me finish, but there isn't enough time, I said softly, looking up at the clock on the wall. He only had a few minutes until the first client of the day came in, and they usually came in early.

Moving away from him, I pulled my underwear back up and pulled my skirt down. Running my fingers through my hair I looked at him, biting my lip slightly. "Is there anything you need me to do before I go to work?" I asked him softly, my eyes scanning his, wondering what was going through his mind. I didn't know if he was actually done with me or not, but I was making the decision that he was. I didn't want him fucking me while he had a client in his office, and I felt like he didn't want me in his office while he was with a client anyway. I lightly bit my lip before running my hand through my hair as I looked into his hazel eyes.

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Zack

I smiled down at her. "I'll still send you now, but it might take you a little while to get everything done, so go ahead and buy yourself something to eat while you're out." I informed her. I walked into my office and wrote down a list of things I needed done. I pulled my wallet out of my pocket and pulled out two one hundred dollar bills. Glancing up, I smirked before writing down a very specific item. I wanted her to come ba co with something sexy under that outfit of hers. Walking out of my office, I stood infront of her desk waiting for her to look up.

When I finally caught her gaze, I smirked. Handing her the list and money, I smiled at her. "Surprise me with something nice," I chuckled. Waiting for her to stand up, I glanced over her body, reaching over to give her ass a sharp slap, I bit my lip before turning around and walking back to my office. I sat down in my chair and watched her with a careful eyes. The last thing I wanted, was for her to be here whenever Mr. Thomas arrived. She didn't need to see what was going to happen, how he was going to be treated. I didn't need Sidney getting caught up in the madness of what I was doing.

Sidney watched as Zacky went back into his office to write down the list of things she needed to buy. She saw him grab a few hundred dollars from his wallet before adding something to the list. When he came back to her desk and handed her the list, Sidney looked it over, her eyes widening slightly when she saw the very last item on the list. He wanted her to buy lingerie? And wear it back to work? She'd never done anything like that before, but if Zacky wanted her to do it, she would do it. Sidney tucked the list into her purse along with her phone before she got to her feet. Seconds later, she felt Zacky give her ass a sharp slap, her cheeks turning slightly red as she let out a little squeak.

She gave one last glance back at Zacky before she left her little lobby, heading out to her car. She decided to buy the other things on Zacky's list before she got the lingerie, since she didn't particularly want to wear it out while she was shopping. Luckily it didn't take long to purchase the other things on the list. She was sure she wouldn't find anything like what Zacky was wanting her to buy at Victoria's Secret or anything like that, so she went to an actual lingerie store instead. She found a couple of things before going into the dressing room. Sidney wanted what she chose to be a surprise for Zacky, at least until she returned to the office, but there was no reason she couldn't send him a few more teasing pictures. If there was one thing Sidney liked to do when she was seeing a man, it was send pictures. Sidney stripped down until she was only wearing her thong underwear, pulling out her phone. She took two pictures, one with her arm covering her chest and the other with her chest exposed, sending them to Zacky without a caption.

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"Well if you're sure," Matt mumbled, zipping his pants back up. It wouldn't be the first time one of his clients had seen him fucking some woman in his office. Most were smart enough to just leave the secretary's lobby and wait outside until he was finished and then pretend like nothing had ever happened. If he hadn't just finished fucking her, he would not so subtly suggest that she blow him underneath his desk while he had his client in the room, as he quite liked the exhibitionist-type feeling he got from the experience. But he didn't want to tire her out and besides, his first client of the day would likely be very unhappy with him and he didn't want Annalise hearing anything she didn't need to.

"Yeah, you can go out and run my errands for me," Matt said, finally answering her. "You can take my car, because it needs to be washed and detailed. The address for the place I use is in the glove box. You can pick up my dry-cleaning too, I'll give you the ticket. And pick up some lunch for the two of us before you come back. Whatever, you want, it doesn't matter. Just call before you order because there are a few things I'm allergic to so I can't take any risks with certain places." He scribbled all of this down onto a piece of paper along with his phone number, which he handed to Annalise. Reaching into his wallet, he pulled out three one hundred dollar bills and handed these to her as well. Most of that would go towards having his car washed and detailed, but there was enough there for Annalise to do the things he wanted her to do.

♦ Annalise ♦

I knew that I did want Matt to finish what he had started, but I also knew, that I didn't want to be caught fucking him by one of his clients. listening to the orders that he gave me, I was surprised whenever he said that he wanted me to take his car. Honestly, I didn't feel like a secretary, I felt more like a servant, or I should say an unlabeled girlfriend. I was fucking him, doing normal things for him. Hell, I might as well start cooking for him. Looking down at the list in my hands, I nodded slightly. Tearing the bottom off of the paper, I wrote my number down and handed it to him. "Just call me if you think of anything else you need me to do," I said softly. After I took the money from his hand, along with his car keys and went back out to my office. I quickly left the building, walking out to his car, I climbed in the driver side, the feeling was odd, and I really didn't like to be driving SUVs. I owned a car that was fast, yet close to the ground, and affordable. I had never driven an SUV, they were too bulky for my taste.

Deciding to stop by my house while I waited for our food, I walked inside, grabbing the batch of Jack Daniels cookies I had made two nights ago. They were still soft and absolutely delicious. Knowing that he would most likely enjoy them, I stopped by the restaurant and picked up our food before heading back to the office. Once I reached our floor, I knocked on the door, waiting until I heard a "come in" I opened it and walked over to his desk. Handing him his keys and his change, I set the bag of food down. "They were pretty busy, so I had time to run home and grab a little something," I told him, handing him the container of cookies. Sitting down across from him, I pulled my food out of the bag and looked at him. Wondering if he would be mad because I went somewhere else that he hadn't told me to.

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☼ Zack ☼

I watched as Sidney left the office. I was okay with that because things that were about to happen in my office, she didn't need to see. I knew it would take her awhile to pick something out to wear back here, and I also knew it would take her quite a long time to get back. Watching as she left the building, I turned around to watch her pull out of the parking lot and drive down the street. It wasn't long after she left, that Mr. Thomas showed up. I closed the door behind him, A scowl on my face as he sat down in front of my desk. I walked behind it and unlocked the bottom drawer, pulling out a box and tossing it to him. Watching the look on his face as he opened it to reveal a piece of his son. "Your wife is on the street, your son is currently bleeding out from everything that my men are doing to him. Where is my money?" I snapped at him.

"I-I don't have it," He stuttered out, looking up at me with wide eyes. "Well, that is a shame isn't it?" I tsked. I looked down at the old man. "You better sleep with one eye open from now on Jackson." I threatened. "Your time is coming to an end, very soon, and it will be very painful. There is nobody you can go to, and nowhere you can hide. I will find you. Now get out of here." I snapped, sitting down in my chair as he ran out of the office. Feeling my phone vibrate, I looked down to see that she sent two photos. Unlocking it to see what they were, I groaned slightly. Sending her a picture of my own, I smirked slightly. Dont keep me waiting too long I sent the message, putting phone down , i turned my attention back to my computer while I waited for her to respond.

Sidney smirked when she received Zacky's response. It was too much fun teasing men with her pictures, especially when they sent her pictures in return. She loved seeing what she did to them. I'll be back as soon as I can, she sent back. She tossed her phone onto the little bench in the dressing room before she reached for the first set of lingerie she'd picked out. She gave herself a once-over in the mirror before deciding she didn't really like it. It wasn't sexy enough and she knew Zacky wanted her to come back with something sexy. She tried on a few more things before finding something that she liked that she knew Zacky would like as well. Sidney took it to the counter and paid for it before leaving the store, heading back to the office.

She'd almost made it back to Zacky's office before she remembered that he wanted her to come back wearing it underneath her clothes. So she stopped off in the closest bathroom, stripping down and pulling on the lingerie set. It was see-through in all the right places, so she knew Zacky would like it. And thankfully her skirt was long enough to hide the fact that she was wearing stockings and garters because she didn't really want anyone else knowing that she was wearing lingerie to work. "Hey," Sidney said, stepping into Zacky's office. She handed him the things he'd asked her to buy before taking a seat on the corner of his desk. "Do you want to see what I picked out for you?" she asked, smirking at him. She was glad that no one could see into his office without first coming into her little lobby because she was really eager to show off her purchase to Zacky now. Without waiting for him to respond, she got to her feet again, shimmying out of her skirt. Sidney dropped this onto the floor before removing her shirt as well, adjusting her breasts in the cups of the lingerie before she straightened up. "What do you think?" she asked.

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It seemed like Annalise had left just in time, because barely two minutes after she'd left the office, Mr. Vandersandt appeared, the same color as a sheet of paper and shaking just like one. Matt wordlessly motioned to the seat in front of his desk, fixing Mr. Vandersandt with a hard glare as he sat down. "I told you that I needed my money by Friday," he said flatly. "That was your final deadline. And since you still haven't paid me back, I decided to take my payment in a different form." Matt reached into the top drawer of his desk and pulled out a manilla folder, from which he produced a single picture. It showed Mr. Vandersandt's son gagged and bound to a chair, his shirt stained with blood from the obvious gunshot wound to the back of his head. He slid the picture in front of Mr. Vandersandt, watching as the other man's face drained of all remaining color. "I told you what would happen if you didn't pay me back the money you owed me and you still didn't listen. And if I don't have the money by tomorrow, your wife will be next. Do you understand?" Mr. Vandersandt nodded, although his attention was not focused on Matt. "Good. Now get the fuck out of my sight. You can take that picture with you, maybe it will help remind you to bring me my fucking money."

Matt watched as Mr. Vandersandt left his office. There wasn't a single part of him that was worried about the man turning the photograph into the police, because Mr. Vandersandt knew better. The last man who tried that had been found in pieces and nobody else wanted that to happen to them. About fifteen minutes later, Annalise reappeared, two take-out containers and a plate of cookies in her hand. "It's fine," Matt said shortly, dismissing her comment about the restaurant being busy. It normally took him a little while to leave the mindset he had when he was dealing with clients, so for a short time afterwards, he was cold, just as he was with the men who visited his office. He took a cookie from the container, chewing it slowly as he put his change back into his wallet. "These are good," he told Annalise, relaxing a bit. "You can eat your lunch in here if you want, I don't have another client scheduled until one o'clock."

♥ Annalise ♥

I was rather surprised at how irritated Matt had sounded whenever I spoke to him. Had I done something wrong? "I'm glad you like them, you can take them home if you want. I made too many of them. " I informed him. I chewed on my lip for a moment, deciding to put my college degree to work, I stood up, setting my food on his desk, I walked around it until I was standing directly behind him. I placed my hands on his shoulders, leaning down, I felt a smirk come across my face. "You seem a little tense ,let me help with that," I whispered, nipping on his ear slightly. I began to rub his shoulders, feeling his muscles begin to relax under my hands, I smiled. "Perhaps after work, you could stop by my place, I can give you a full body massage, then you could take me every way that you want me," I whispered against his ear, a small smirk coming across my face.

The thought of having Matt come over right after work, was a tempting one, especially since I just knew that my father was going to be there. I had seen what my father had looked like after an appointment with Matt. I didn't know why, but he was scared of Matt. I chewed on my lip, I figured I could suggest me making dinner for him, that way he didn't have to cook or go buy anything, not that it seemed like he would have trouble paying for anything. "I could cook you dinner too," I suggested lightly. I knew he probably would think of it as a date, but in all reality, I wasn't the type of girl to make date plans. If you wanted to go on a date with me, you had to plan it all. I couldn't see the look that he had on his face, but I was sure that he had to of been slightly confused. "I'm not asking as a date. I don't plan dates. I'm just offering my services to you, because I didn't go to college to be a masseuse and a chef for no reason. It'd be nice to do things that I'm good at for once," I explained.

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☼ Zack ☼

I had just finished up with my second client, one who was, surprisingly, able to pay back some of the money that she owed. How, I had no clue. We didn't get people like that very often, but when we did, it almost made me sad. I rather enjoyed seeing people squirm with fear whenever I would ask where my money was, or whenever I threatened their family. Stella's dad was one of the ones who turned white in the face whenever he came to see me, it was a sight that I loved to see. Almost as much as I loved seeing his daughter with my cock in her mouth.

I looked up to see Stella walking into my office. I had already noticed the stockings that were on her legs, although they looked like tights because you couldn't see the garter. I took my change and placed it in my wallet, watching as she sat down on the corner of my desk. I was just about to answer her question whenever she decided to answer it for me. I watched as she shimmied out of her skirt and then slowly pulled her shirt off. My eyes instantly clouded with lust as I stared at her. "I think, there is going to be a change to your dress code," I growled out, I pulled her onto my lap, running my had up her thigh. I wanted to rip it from her body, but I knew that it was most likely expensive. Victoria's Secret didn't have things like what she was wearing, so I knew that she had gone to an actual Lingerie store. "I also think that I'll have to bed you over my desk and fuck you like you're a dirty little whore." I whispered in her ear, a smirk coming across my face.

Sidney let out a small noise as she was pulled into Zacky's lap. She was glad when he didn't rip the lingerie from her body, because it was kind of cute and she wanted to be able to wear it again. She smirked when he whispered in her ear, slowly starting to rub her hips against his. "Well then why don't you?" Sidney asked. "Because I am a dirty little whore, Zacky. I'm a dirty little whore who wants you to bend me over your desk and fuck me so hard I can't walk straight." She nipped at his earlobe before she climbed off of his lap. Deciding it would be too much trouble to undo the garters, she simply slipped the underwear down her legs, looking back at Zacky as she leaned over his desk, giving her ass a little wiggle. He'd promised her a fuck at lunch and she was going to get one. But she didn't think he would have a problem giving it to her, considering how he was looking at her.

"I know you want to fuck me again, Zacky," Sidney teased. She gave him a fake little pout. "Come on, baby. This little whore wants your dick. Don't make me beg." But she would definitely beg if that's what Zacky wanted her to do. She didn't know what it was about him, but she just felt the need to be submissive to him and she had no problem begging him for his dick if that's what she needed to do. Anything to get fucked like that again. Sidney kept her eyes locked on Zacky as she slipped one of her hands between her legs, slowly starting to rub her clit. She bit her lip, letting out a soft moan as she pressed two fingers inside of herself, pumping them as she continued to rub her clit with her thumb. She wondered how long Zacky would watch her touch herself before he stopped her. Hopefully not too long, because while she didn't mind getting herself off, she was after a different prize. "Please, Zacky. Please fuck me," Sidney whimpered. She started to pump her fingers a little faster. "Turn me into your little whore again. Please."

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Matt only nodded his head when Annalise said she could have the rest of the cookies. He didn't eat a lot of sweets, but he wouldn't turn down a free plate of cookies. He raised an eyebrow as Annalise got to her feet and walked behind him, bristling slightly until he felt her hands on his shoulders. He wasn't very comfortable unless he could see everyone in the room with him, because having his back to someone tended to end badly. He sighed softly as she started to rub his shoulders, smirking when she spoke. "That sounds like a wonderful idea, sweetheart," Matt said. "A massage and a good fuck is the perfect way to end the day. Because God would I love to see you riding my dick." He was glad that Annalise seemed to be warming up to the idea of the little arrangement that they had going on. The fact that she was the one talking about him taking her any way he wanted made him think that he might be right about her becoming more kinky and open as time went on.

"Dinner sounds fine," Matt said, hearing Annalise prattle on about how it wasn't a date. Of course it wasn't a date. But they would definitely work up an appetite with their activities, so food was a must. And if he didn't have to cook it, it was even better. "Well, if you're a good cook that may just give me even more incentive to keep you around," he continued, smirking again. He reached back to grab her wrist, pulling her around in front of him and having her sit on his desk. "You know, now that I've had lunch, I think it might be time for a little dessert," he said, running his hands up her thighs. He flicked his eyes up to look at her. "And I'm not talking about your cookies, delicious as they are." Matt knew that this might be a little much for Annalise, but he didn't really care. If she didn't like it, he wouldn't make her stay. But he wouldn't hesitate to move on to the next girl in line, because there were plenty of women in this office who were willing to suck his dick just because he asked them to. Matt pushed Annalise's skirt up her legs, hooking his fingers around the side of her underwear before he tugged them down her thighs. He said nothing to her as he pulled her hips to the edge of his desk, leaning in and running his tongue along her slit, flicking the tip over her clit.

Annalise

I wasn't the least bit surprised by Matt's comment, but I couldn't stop the laugh that left my lips whenever he mentioned me riding his dick. "If I do recall correctly, I tried to do that last night but you said I had no idea what I was doing. " I said, a small smirk coming across my face. While I hadn't had sexual relations with someone before, I was familiar with the concept of riding someone. I could tell that rubbing his shoulders had helped him relax, not as much as he would have, if I had been giving him a full body massage. I knew Matt was not fond of the idea of a relationship, but what he and I had going on was far more than fuck buddies or friends with benefits, and I was hoping he would realize that. I didn't want to waste my time, fucking my boss, being his personal chef and masseuse, and not get anything from it other than his dick inside me.

I felt his hand on my wrist, and before I had realized it, I was sitting on his desk. I watched as he pushed my skirt up and my underwear down. "Desert comes a- oh," I had started to speak, but the moment that I felt his tongue touch me, I forgot what I had been saying. This man knew what he was doing, and it felt amazing. I let my head fall back and a soft moan escape my lips. My hand instinctually went up to run my fingers through his short hair, gripping what little hair he had in my hand, I felt another moan leave my lips as I closed my eyes. Knowing that my father would have disapproved of what I was doing, only made me enjoy this, that much more. "Oh Matt," I breathed out, squeezing my eyes shut, I couldn't believe how much he affected me.

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Zack

I laughed slightly whenever she bent over my desk. I allowed one of my hands to move to her ass , giving it a firm squeeze before slapping it. I loved it whenever a woman begged me to fuck her. Hearing her ask me to make her my little whore again, I didn't bother to try and stop the laugh that bellowed out. "Oh sweetheart, I already have," I told her, standing up so that I was hovering over her. "If bending over my desk and fingering yourself while you beg me to fuck you, isn't making you a whore then I don't know what would," I whispered against the shell of her ear. I nibbled on it before undoing my pants.

"I don't want to hear a single whimper come out of that pretty little mouth of yours. Do you understand?" I growled out. Without another word I moved her hand away before lining myself up with her entrance. I used my free hand to grab a fist full of her hair, thrusting into her, I felt a groan escape my lips. She was by far my favorite girl that I had ever fucked. I moved my hand from her hair to slip it around her neck. I tightened my grip on her neck, knowing that if I put the right amount of pressure on it, I could kill her, I knew that made me a sick fuck, being able to get off, knowing I could kill her with ease if I so chose to, but I didn't care. It was a pleasing thought. I wouldn't do it though. Not unless she deserved it. I enjoyed her too much to kill her.

[I hope this is okay. I'm on my phone]

Brittney shivered when Zacky growled into her ear, nodding at his orders. But she couldn't help but whine when he pulled her hand away, but that was quickly silenced when he grabbed her hair and thrust into her. How did he expect her not to make a sound when he was fucking her like this? If they were alone she would be moaning and screaming like, well, like a little whore. Sidney was glad when Zacky wrapped his hand around her throat, because not only did she like being choked, but it was harder for a sound to slip out and be heard by him if things were muffled by his hand around her throat. Because God, was it hard not to make a sound. She wanted to just scream out his name, let everyone in this whole damn office how good of a fuck she was getting. And she wanted to tell Zacky to fuck her harder, to choke her harder, smack her ass, pull her hair, anything. She wanted more and she wanted it rough, just like she always did.

Since she couldn't speak to tell him what she wanted, Sidney would have to show him. Reached up, she laid her hand on the one Zacky had around her throat, pressing to show him that she wanted him to choke her harder, almost to the point where she might pass out. Hell, the orgasm from this fuck might make her black out. She started to move her hips, making it so that Zacky was slamming into her with each thrust, their skin smacking together. The hard, rough pace combined with the high from the asphyxiation was quickly bringing Sidney to her orgasm and when she finally came, she just couldn't help herself. She moaned Zacky's name, and a little louder than she ought to have. When she was sure that Zacky had finished as well, Sidney slumped against his desk, not even caring when she felt his come start to run down her thigh. She would have to clean up after this, anyway. "Goddamn," she breathed. Without looking back at Zacky, Sidney added. "The begging was so worth it. I would beg you for your dick every time if that's how you're going to keep fucking me."

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When she gripped at his hair, Matt knew that Annalise was enjoying herself. And he didn't even mind that she was moaning, because as long as she kept it quiet, it would be fine. He scooted closer to the desk, gripping her thighs as he pressed his face harder between her legs. He was never one to half-ass anything and oral sex was no exception to that rule. He loved knowing he could make a woman moan and squirm using just his tongue. Of course, it oftentimes had the side effect of getting him aroused again as well, so within a few minutes, Matt was reaching into his pants, freeing his dick and stroking himself with one hand while he used the other to hold onto Annalise. He could tell when she was finally starting to get close, esoe by the tightened grip on his hair. When she finally orgasmed, he pulled away from her, getting to his feet and pushing her shirt and bra up to reveal her bare chest. Stroking himself quickly, Matt let out a low groan as he came all over her chest, looking up just in time to see someone backing out of the little lobby that Annalise's desk was in. He shrugged as he tucked himself back into his pants. Wouldn't be the first time someone walked in on him fucking some girl in his office. Hell, one time some poor girl had walked in on Matt with another girl and he'd somehow convinced her to join them.

"Stay right there, I'll go get you some paper towels to clean up with," Matt said, zipping up his pants. He gave her a light smirk before going into the small bathroom adjoining his office. He wet a few paper towels before taking them back out to Annalise. "Would I be correct in assuming that you enjoyed yourself, sweetheart?" Matt teased, sitting back down at his desk. While she cleaned herself and fixed her shirt, he leaned forward to pull her underwear back up. He wondered how she would feel if she knew they'd been caught. He didn't know by who and he certainly knew that whoever it had been wouldn't say anything to anyone, but that still didn't mean Annalise would be okay with it. "You should probably head back out to your office," Matt said, glancing at his computer to check the time. "My next client should be here soon."

ღ Annalise ღ

I wanted to moan so much louder than what I had been. I had been biting the inside of my cheek every time that I had felt as if I would moan louder than what I already was. I loved how he ate me out on his desk. He knew what he was doing and I couldn't help but want him to do it again. I whined slightly as he pulled away, even though I had hit my orgasm, I didn't want him to stop. I was surprised whenever he forced my shirt and bra up. Watching as he stroked himself until he came on my chest. I bit my lip lightly, waiting for him to come back, I sat there, not moving a muscle, except to prop myself up.

I thanked him, taking the wet paper towels from him, I began to clean my chest off before pulling my shirt and bra down. "Yes you would, and I definitely wouldn't mind it one bit if you did that again," I said, biting my lip lightly. I fixed my skirt before climbing off of his desk, my food had remained untouched, so I knew I would be eating it when I could between his clients. I looked over at him whenever he said that his next client would be here soon. "If I remember correctly it is Mr. Willoughby," I said, I had his schedule pretty down pat, but there were a few clients whom I couldn't remember. I gathered up my things and left my office, my face turning bright red whenever I saw someone waiting outside of the lobby. I cleared my throat as I sat down at my desk, I watched as the man entered, a smirk on his face as he walked straight for Matt's office. I recognized him to be Mr. Haner, one of the other important people who worked here. I swallowed the lump in my throat before looking at my computer. I could tell that he had seen us by that smirk on his face.

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• Zack •

Feeling Sidney grab my hand and squeeze it I knew that she wanted me to squeeze harder, so I did. I was going to squeeze it so tight until she tapped my arm to stop. I gripped her hip with my free hand, not bothering to be gentle about it. What would be the point? I was choking her so hard she could barely breathe. She obviously liked it rough, so if I bruised her hips, Why should I? I groaned as I finally finished inside of her. After a moment I pulled out, pulling my pants up and buckling them.

"Was it now?" I asked her, my eyebrow raised. I knew it was. Why wouldn't it have been. If I had allowed her to moan more, I knew she would have. She would have screamed my name and whatever else I told her to, if I would have allowed it. I picked up her shirt and handed it to her. "You should get yourself cleaned up. My next client should be here shortly. I don't think you'd want him seeing you in this state, would you? " I said with a slight smirk. I honestly was thinking about calling it a quits after this meeting. I didn't want to be here today, In fact, where I wanted to be was home, with Sidney down on her knees, choking on my cock or begging me to fuck her like she was a dirty whore. That was what I wanted. I looked at the clock on the wall. Three more hours to go. I wasn't even sure how many more clients I had left to see.