I am a slut. There I admitted it, but I am a slut only in my mind. Thinking all those filthy thoughts and never really doing them. In fact, I have a buddy, but I am still not satisfied. He does do his duty, but he is rarely around. Going through a dry spell of not getting dick for two weeks is a terrible feeling. I have gone through three vibrators already, and that is because I’m a horny bitch who has gotten off a minimum of four times a day, and those days are because I am busy.
Now what is uncomfortable is having to wear a tampon because if I don’t, my panty would be soaked, and some man with a hella sensitive nose might smell me.
My job, sometimes I really regret with all my heart and soul. Yes, correct heart.
Luckily, besides getting off, I can vent by hunting.
“Doc, what do you have for me today?” I swallowed secretly; having a face that did not show much was a blessing.
I thank my father, grandmother, and great-grandmother and so on for that shit.
My mind continued to fall into the gutter.
That is unless I am screaming beneath my buddy like the downright slut I am. “You ate more carbohydrates this time; I will change your meal plan to something with less of those—”
“Do—” he began to cut me off, but I looked up at him from behind my glasses, effectively silencing him. “I will add some desserts to help with your cravings. Since you are training the week here, I will bring fresh ones for you and freeze the rest.” I began typing on the computer as soon as I sat down, ignoring the smile that made my pussy quiver and my ovaries scream for him to fill me with his sperm.
Fuck!
Furiously, I typed away just to chase him away. Finished, I sent him an email with the first few days, then decided to send him away so I could slip into the inner room and get off quick. I feel weak, and the quivering of my pussy is driving me insane; shit, I wanted to drag him aside and ride him like a horse!
“Alright, I have sent off the first three days; I will message you with the specific times to bring the desserts over.” I paused, walking into the inner room and collecting two desserts, one of which he could eat now, and exited. “Doc, you are the best!” I wanted to speak, but his words and the hug made me black out for a moment.
The thoughts of him pounding me on my desk, bent over, leaning against the wall, on the chair, on the toilet. So many flashes of him sliding me out flashed that I shuddered and stepped back, adjusting my glasses.
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Rene hugged the woman and inhaled slightly tilted back so he could hide his achingly hard length.
The Doc is such a nice woman; even if he wanted to turn her into a slut, he had to take it slow, especially knowing that she had a man that came around a few times a month.
Inhaling deeply, he committed her scent to memory before releasing her. Thankfully, he will have her desserts again and can soothe his cravings in some way.
The woman looked up at him with those eyes that seemed to want his soul for a while before handing him an exquisite bag. He took it and smiled again, knowing that it made him look harmless.
He turned and walked out before he did something he might regret, deciding to head to training first.
He walked from her office and out of the room.