It was a nice line, but I knew it wasn’t true, not anymore. I needed it, and I knew I needed it, and I knew that the time to take it was now.

I swung my leg over him once more; this time to straddle his hips.

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To my request, he did the only thing he could do at that moment; he nodded.

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Watching him suck on my fingers, I knew I was about to be very naughty.

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I was fully naked, lying on my back, looking at him.

He wasn’t reading. His book was closed on his chest and he was looking right at me.

Fuck.

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I woke up sweating, the train rocking from side to side. For a moment I couldn’t remember where I was or even what country I was in; all I knew was that it was hot as balls. I rubbed my eyes and checked my phone, gutted to see it wasn’t even midnight yet.

I could feel the sweat trickling down between my breasts beneath my t-shirt, and my thong was soaked through, the string riding high on my hips and the lace transparent with moisture. I moved over to the window and tried to open it, but it was either stuck or glued shut, and I sighed with exasperation. Looking through the glass, I fantasized about what the air would feel like hitting my skin at this speed.

I turned around and looked at the cabin door, and saw that it was still locked.

Fuck it.

I peeled my T-shirt up and over my head, dropping it onto the floor behind me. My nipples hardened immediately, and I ran a hand down my stomach, briefly imagining the look on some guy’s face as a pair of huge titties went past his bedroom window at 60MPH.

The thought made me smile, and I cupped my breasts gently, feeling the weight of them.

It felt good to be topless, and with the carriage to myself–there was another bunk on the other side of the room but it was empty–I decided to slip my panties off too. Why not? I stood up and pulled them down slowly, my butt facing the window, once again enjoying the mildly exhibitionist thrill of some countryside resident catching a glimpse of something at high speed and then questioning themselves about it for the rest of their life.

Naked, I lay back on my bunk, pulling the thin sheet over me, feeling relief and closing my eyes, trying to get back to sleep.

I was drifting off again when there was a knock on the door.

“H-hello?” I called out, panic shooting through me as I sat up so quickly I almost banged my head on the low ceiling. I waited, silently, listening, wondering if the person outside the door even spoke English. I clutched the sheet to my chest, trying to cover my nipples. “Who is it?”

“I am so sorry to bother you,” a man’s voice said through the door, heavily accented. “I know it’s late but…I think this is my room?”

I looked at the empty bed on the other side of the room. Fuck. I knew the dorms were potentially co-ed when I booked the train, but this late in the evening? Really?

“Can I…can I see your ticket, please?”

Five minutes later and it had all been sorted. The man did indeed have the bunk beside me, and had not yet checked in because he’s been having a few drinks in the main carriage before bed, something I had thought about doing too.

Now I was back in my bunk, watching him (but pretending not to watch him) as he arranged his stuff for bed, my whole body humming with the strange energy of being naked in the presence of a stranger. The blanket was wrapped tightly around me, of course, but the feel of my nipples beneath the thin sheet was…interesting.

“Do you mind if I read for a while?”

“Not at all,” I said, lying back on the bed, the outline of my naked body suddenly way too obvious beneath the sheet; the shape of my breasts, the smooth mound of my pussy. I turned to the side, trying to make it less obvious, and to my horror, saw my still-moist thong in the middle of the floor. Damn. He must have stepped over it to get into his bunk.

He didn’t look at me as he pulled out his book and I appreciated that; he was trying to give me privacy. Unfortunately, respectful guys make me horny, and so I couldn’t relax. Instead, the texture of the sheet against my nipples was making them harder and more needy, and I crossed my legs, pressing my thighs together.

“Sorry for not letting you in straight away,” I said, settling in on the top bunk. “You understand, I’m sure?”

“Of course,” he said, still not looking. The thing is, I kind of wanted him to look now, and I had let the blanket come down a little bit, revealing my deep cleavage as I lay on my side facing him. “I totally get it.” He looked at me, his eyes flicking to my cleavage and his face turning red. He turned back to his book. “Anyway, I will try to be quiet…”

I rolled onto my back, watching my boobs through the thin sheet as they recoiled from the movement. “Me too,” I whispered back, biting my lip.

But I wasn’t sure I was being entirely truthful anymore.

I lay there for a moment, watching him from the corner of my eye, and then turned to face the wall. I closed my eyes, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I was naked, my hip pressed against the mattress and my bare ass facing toward him, the thin sheet the only thing between us. One wrong move and he would see everything. The thought was terrifying and exciting, and I squeezed my thighs together even tighter. The truth was; I wanted to reach my hand down between my legs and get myself off in front of him.

But I told myself to stop it. To calm down. To go to sleep.

But the train rocked gently beneath me, making my body move backward and forward rhythmically. I could hear Leo turning pages in his book as I sweated beneath my sheet, wishing I could kick it off and reveal myself to him; my big tits, my flat stomach, my bare pussy…

My mind raced. What would he do? What would he think? Would he be disgusted? Or would he look? I imagined his eyes on me and shivered with pleasure.

I was being stupid. He was just a guy trying to relax. I was the one lying here naked, my mind in the gutter.

I shifted my leg, just a little, sticking out my naked foot and letting the sheet fall away from my calf. That was okay, right? Nothing crazy about letting my feet get some air, right?

I shifted again, letting the sheet slide away from my body, all the way up to my hip. Still nothing.

Without knowing I was going to do it, I pushed the sheet down with my foot until it revealed my ass, my hips bent enough that I suspected a little peek of my pussy might be on display too. I wondered what the hell I was doing but it was too late for that now. Instead, I lay perfectly still, not breathing, my big round pale ass pointed directly at him, wondering if he was looking and hoping that he was.

My pussy throbbed. I wanted to turn over. I wanted to see his face. I wanted to see him looking at me. But I couldn’t move. I was frozen by a mix of terror and excitement.

I hadn’t heard a page turn in a long time. Was he asleep, or watching? I gently gyrated my ass a little; just one undulation, a slow rotation of my hips.

Still nothing.

Fuck it.

I rolled onto my back, pulling the sheet away completely.

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DAY 7

Rupert | 7:07am

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Morning, Rupert!

Last day of the trip today!

Final chance to impress the clients

(And me)

We’ll start with breakfast at half eight, just the two of us. I want to go over how you’ve found the week so far. After that, we’ve got the client check-out call at nine-fifteen. Then straight into the conference suite for the wrap-up presentation at ten. I’ll lead, you’ll handle the figures when I ask.

No problem

Looking forward to it as always!

Well…

I’ll tell you in person at breakfast, but these morning texts have become a bit of a tradition, so I just wanted to say what a pleasure it has been working with you. I’m so impressed at your commitment and dedication.

Thank you!

Not at all. I think you’ve done a great job handling clients, and your general attitude has made my job a lot easier. I’ll fill you in on the details later, but there’s been some really positive feedback coming down from Head Office, and I think you’ll be pleased with what’s being said!

That’s so great

Thank you for the opportunity

My pleasure

Really

See you soon

Mike | 12:08pm

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Hey babe

You okay?

Haven’t heard from you much since last night…

I don’t mean to be needy, and I know you’ve got a lot on with the trip, but it’s been weird not hearing as much from you. I guess I don’t really know where I stand right now. You’ve sounded so focused on work lately, and I guess it’s starting to get in my head a bit? Anyway, I hope the last day goes well. Text me when you get a moment?

Love you x

Rupert | 10:12pm

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I know I said I was going to bed

But

I just

Can’t take it any longer

What do you mean?

You know what I want.

It’s time.

Fuck ok

Yes boss

I’ll be there in a minute

Mike | 10:14pm

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Hey babe

You love me, don’t you?

Yes

Of course

And you love it when I disobey you and act slutty, don’t you?

Do I?

Yes

You’re right

Good

Because I’m going to let him do it

Do what?

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Rupert | 7:32am

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DAY 5

Rupert | 8:15am

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Good morning, Rupert

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DAY 4

Rupert | 8:15am

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Morning, Rupert

Hope you slept well as always. We’ve got another event on the schedule today. Not one of the high-pressure ones, but still something we need to attend. It’s a regional business seminar being hosted in the conference centre. Mostly filler sessions, but they like to keep us busy between client meetings. The agenda looks fairly harmless: a few networking blocks, some presentations from the management consultants, and an afternoon workshop. So, nothing high-stakes, but we still need to be presentable and attentive.

Sounds good to me

And after last night, you know I can be very attentive

I have no idea what you’re referring to.

Can you please make sure you’re focused.

I am focused!

Good. Let’s keep it that way.

I’ll meet you in the lobby at nine.

Please make sure you’re on time.

Sure thing, boss!

Mike | 12:35pm

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Hey babe! I’m still at the seminar, having my lunch now. The company didn’t provide catering today so I’m just having a sandwich. I picked it up at the store and my translate app said it’s “dill butter and Alpine cheese” (!!) It’s kind of horrible but I’m staaaarving!

Cool

C’mon babe. You’ve been giving me one-word answers all morning. How many times do I need to apologize? I KNOW I took it too far, inviting him to my room to see me naked, letting him look at me like that, and I’m sorry! I really am, you know? I was just horny and lonely and a little drunk. I just want things to go back to normal! I miss you! Anyway, you can’t be mean to me forever…I’m your girlfriend! I thought you were into it, that’s all!

I was!

I mean, I am!

It’s complicated

Well, it doesn’t matter because I totally cooled it with him this morning

How so?

I told him in the taxi earlier

Last night was a mistake

We need to stay professional

And it won’t be happening again

Aww

You didn’t need to do that

???

You’re joking, right?

Of course I did!

You’re acting like a total asshole!

Argh, I’m sorry!!

I guess I’m just processing it all, not sure how to feel!

Is it hot to think about my girlfriend being so slutty with another guy?

Yes.

Does it make me jealous as fuck?

Yes.

Is the jealousy kinda hot?

ALSO YES!!!

It’s all new and confusing! You’re my girlfriend and thinking of you cheating on me isn’t supposed to make me this fucking hard!

Hmmm

But it does, doesn’t it?

NO COMMENT haha

Tell me something

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DAY 3

Rupert | 7:18am

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Morning, Rupert.

Hope you slept well.

We’ve got the client lunch at twelve at Le Jardin.

It’s a high-end restaurant so we need to be looking our best.

Roger that!

I’ve got my suit pressed and ready to go

The menu for this place looks insane btw

What the hell is onion ash and saffron milk? lol

Whatever they are, they’re expensive!

This is a big client so we’re pulling out all the stops

Oh wow, yes they are! I didn’t notice the prices!

Can’t believe the company is willing to pay for something like that

Some clients take a little more schmoozing than others.

Which is actually the other thing I wanted to speak to you about.

Sure, what’s up?

I could use your assistance in deciding which outfit is going to be the most eye-catching.

Eye-catching?

The client is a bachelor lol

Ah, okay

Understood!

Great!

I warn you though…both dresses are kind of revealing…

Haha

Really?

You’re joking, right?

Nope!

Can you come to my room so I can show them to you?

I want you to tell me which one is sluttier

Really?

Yes

What about your boyfriend?

What about him?

Your appraisal of my outfit will be purely professional

I guess that makes sense

It does.

So I need you in my room, please. Now, if you can.

I need you to look at my body…

Mike | 11:01am

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OMG babe

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Rupert | 8:08am

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Morning, Rupert.

Just checking you’re up and ready to go? I’d like to get an early start if possible. We’ve got the client follow-up at eleven, but I’d prefer to visit the site first and get a few photos for the report.

Morning, boss!

I’m actually out of the cabin already, getting a coffee from the “konditoriet”

What time were you thinking?

If we leave by eight-thirty, we’ll have plenty of time to get back without rushing.

Sounds good. I’ll be back in about ten minutes to grab the printouts and the laptop. Would you like me to pick you anything up? The pastries look great! It’s the least I can do after all of yesterday’s misunderstandings

A black coffee would be appreciated, thank you

And let’s not mention that stuff again, please

It’s a new day, let’s get back on track

Sure thing, boss

See you soon!

Mike | 11:20pm

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Heyyyy you still up?

I’m just getting into bed

Nice!

Good day?

Yeah

Sorry I haven’t messaged much tho

Its been craaaaazy busy.

Lots of meetings, lots of talking. Spent an hour arguing with Head Office over timelines and deliverables. Tomorrow should be a little more chilled but yeah.

How are you?

Yeah I’m alright

Missing you, obviously, but figured you were slammed

Aww, I’m missing you too!

In fact…I kinda couldn’t stop thinking about you

Yeah?

Of course!

If I’m honest, I kinda couldn’t stop thinking about what we spoke about last night…about what you said about me accidentally sending that photo to Rupert…and the way it made you feel…

Really?

Yeah

The whole day all I could think about was you saying it was kinda hot that another guy has a picture of my tits! Honestly, it’s been making me kinda horny. Thinking about him jerking to that picture.

Thinking about him being jealous of you.

Thinking about you being jealous of him.

It’s been driving me crazy

Jeeze, babe

I know, right?

Like, what the fuck is wrong with me lol

Well it IS kinda hot

Fucked up, obviously

But kinda hot

I’m glad you’re okay with it

Because I did something else

On purpose this time

You’re joking, right?

Maybe…

Fuck, Sarah

What did you do?

Do you really want to know?

Fuck. No.

But also

You know I do…

Okay

So

It’s nothing THAT bad, but about an hour ago we were doing our prep for tomorrow in the main room of the cabin, crunching the numbers etc, and we’re sitting opposite each other in these big chairs by the fire, and I was wearing that plaid skirt. Do you know the one I mean?

Oh god.

The tiny one

Yeah

I know it…

Well I was asking him about himself, getting to know him better, just sort of talking in a general way. But as we were speaking I was sort of…teasing him a little bit. Just sort of…opening my legs a little wider every now and then, letting the skirt ride up…showing him my panties, pretending I wasn’t

Oh god, baaaabe

What the helllll

What panties were you wearing?

You know the kinda transparent ones with the lace?

The ones you like

The ones that don’t cover much

Fuck

Was he looking?

Yeah

It was just a little bit at first

But the more he looked

The more I liked it

So the wider I opened them

Until I could feel the air on my pussy

Watching him fumble as he tried to ignore my wet patch

Wet patch?

Yeah

Honestly its making my nipples hard just talking about it again tbh

Fuck

That’s so slutty

I’d be struggling to look you in the eyes too

I bet your thighs looked incredible

Does he know you have a boyfriend?

Yes

Damn

And I’m his boss, too, obviously

So there’s that, too

Yeah…it must be driving him crazy

Yeah

It’s aaddddiiiicccctiivveee

Shall I send you a picture of what his view was?

I could snap one now…in my room…

OMG

Yes

Say please

What, really?

Yes

OMG you’re drunk with power haha

So?

If you want it, say please.

Please

Okay I took one

Its reaaalllllly slutty though

I can’t believe this is what he was looking at…

I want to seeeee

Hmmm

Do you promise to only look in my eyes, just like Rupert had to?

Even though my legs are spread wide open?

Yes babe

I promise

You’ll be a good boy?

Yes omg please

I need it

Here you go

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DAY 1

Mike | 5:15pm

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OMG babe I’m sooooo pissed off

Literally livid

Gahhh text me when you get this

(I’m fine btw, not in any actual danger so don’t stress)

Hey!

Sorry, I was just finishing up at work!

What’s up, babe?

Your plane didn’t get delayed like on your last trip, did it?

Noooo

The plane was fine, actually, for once!

I even got a window seat lol

That’s good!

So, what’s up?

The new guy irritating you already?

What was his name? Roland?

lol

Rupert

He’s nice, actually

Not too nice, I hope!

Nooooo haha!

He’s a little desperate to impress, but other than that he’s harmless

Okay, good!

How’s Zarath?

It’s beautiful! There’s an old steam train that runs around the edge and cable cars go up the mountains. It’s sooooooo pretty, like a postcard or something.

Aww. That’s great, babe! I’m happy for you. Makes a nice change from some of the shitty places they’ve sent you before!

Haha yeah that’s true!

Anyway, I’ll make sure to take some cute pictures for you!

Thanks!

Is it as cold as you expected?

Fuck yeah

F R E E Z I N G

I don’t think my nipples have calmed down since we landed. I’m having to wear extra layers just to make sure I’ve not got them on display for the new guy!

Babe!

I’m already missing you enough without thinking about THAT!

Haha sorry

I’ll give my boobs a little squeeze in your honor

Haha yes, please do

Anyway, what’s got you so annoyed?

Oh yeah

Ughhh

Don’t remind me

It’s the accommodation

Oh no!

What’s up with it?

Nothing, technically!

It’s like a big log cabin type thing in the foothills and it’s actually gorgeous; big kitchen, wood-burning stove, huge TV, blah blah blah

But yeah

The company fucked up, to put it bluntly

Explain???

Ughhhh

There’s only one place

What do you mean?

Like, it’s shared accommodation

For both of us

Me and the new guy

What!?

Yeah

We’ve got our own rooms obviously, but it’s just one cabin for the both of us. Shared kitchen, shared lounge, shared balcony etc etc. I was kinda dreading telling you, but yeah, it looks like I’m sharing with the new guy for the whole week unfortunately

Babe that’s fucked up

I’m not sure I’m okay with that

I don’t love it either! You know I like my privacy! I called Kerry in Head Office and she said it was a mistake (obviously) but they looked into it but the place we’re staying at is fully booked

So get a hotel?

Babe

It’s a tiny little business tax haven in the Alps

The nearest hotel is probably half a mountain away

And I need to be here for the meetings

So what are you going to do?

Well, nothing, I guess

We’re gonna be working fairly closely, so maybe it will actually work out better

For the business stuff anyway

Not my sanity!

Or mine!!

I can’t stop thinking about your nipples being on display for him

Well yeah I get that

I’m sorry

But you know I love you

And I’m sure you’d rather I told you!

I guess so

The cabin is nice and warm at least!

Good lol

What’s your plan for the rest of the evening?

We actually have our first client meeting in a couple of hours, so I need to get myself washed and dressed up fancy. Then, I need to try not to yawn too much at dinner with the client (the flight was loooooooooong)

What about you?

Ahhhh

I don’t know

Might do some reading

Watch a movie

Play some videogames…

The main thing I’ll be doing is trying not to imagine you and Roland falling in love and starting a new life together in the Alps!

Haha

It’s RUPERT!

It’s not like that

Anyway

I miss you

I miss you too

Good luck with your meeting

Wish I was there

Me too

I’m going in the shower now

Speak soon xxx

Xxx

Rupert | 5:57pm

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Hey

Are you still here?

Yup!

Just in my room

Just re-reading the notes on the client, getting ready for the meeting…

What’s up?

Wait, did you leave already?

No, I’m still here

Does your room have any towels?

Umm, probably

Want me to check?

If you could

On it, boss!

Thanks

I’m not your boss though…

You kind of are…

And I have lots of towels. Do you need one?

Wait, why are you texting me? I’m only next door

The walls are so thin just shout and I’d hear you lol

Could you please bring me a couple?

Looks like the host forgot to put some in my room

Sure!

Coming now!

Just put them outside my room and go back to your own room and I’ll grab them in a moment

Hello?

Rupert!

Wait, don’t come in!

Mike | 6:14pm

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Fuck

This trip is a disaster already

Why?

What’s up?

Shouldn’t you be on your way to your meeting right now?

Leaving in ten minutes

But I’m currently busy hiding in my room dying of embarrassment

Why?

Euuurghhh you don’t want to know

I mean

I’m going to tell you anyway

But you don’t want to know

Brace yourself lol

???

The new guy saw me naked

WHAT THE FUCK?!

Well not like properly naked

I don’t think he saw anything

Just enough to know I WAS naked, you know?

What!? No, I don’t know at all!

What do you mean?

Basically I was in the shower

And I noticed there was no towels

So I told him to bring me one

But I meant OUTSIDE THE DOOR

Not in my room

And obviously he didn’t know I was in the shower so…

What the fuck!? He just barged in?

I mean, I told you he was eager to impress haha

I don’t think he was trying to be weird or anything, and it’s kinda my fault for leaving my door unlocked. Ultimately, I guess he did the right thing. I told him I needed towels and there he was! It’s all a bit of a blur though

I just screamed and tried to cover myself up with my hands

But you know how big my boobs are

And I was slippery and wet

So I’m not sure I managed it very well lol

Either way he knew I was naked

Fuck, babe

I know

I’m not the only one that’s embarrassed though!

He’s been texting me continuously

Apologizing, obviously

And we’ve gotta leave for this meeting in five mins

And I just can’t stop thinking about it

But I’m just not sure how I’m gonna look him in the eye

I know what you mean

I can’t stop picturing it either

What do you mean?

My GF, naked, inviting a guy to her room

It’s not like that!

I didn’t INVITE him!

I know, I know

Ughh

I’m sorry, babe

Hey, YOU don’t need to apologize!

He does!

He has

Many, many, many times lol

I think he’s even more embarrassed than I am

Well that’s a start, I guess

At least it was a nice treat for him, seeing his hot boss naked

I’m a bit jealous!

Gahhh

Don’t say that!

Can’t bear it!

Soooooo cringey

Anyway, I’m gonna be late, I’ve got to go

Love you x

Rupert | 10:45pm

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Hey cutie! We just got back to the cabin after our first meeting and it actually wasn’t too bad! Rupert didn’t mention what happened again and the client seemed pretty interested in what we had to say! If we land that deal it’s gonna be BIG! Might even get a promotion (fingers crossed lol). Anyway, I took some cute pictures of Zarath, just like I promised. And just to make sure you really don’t think I’m fucking the “hot new guy at work”, I put a SPICY picture in there for you I took today…

Here they are…

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And an extra slutty one just for you…

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I don’t think these pictures were for me, boss.

Oh

My

God

Yeah

lol

I’m so sorry

Oh fuck

It’s okay!

This is mortifying

Those pictures were meant for my boyfriend, obviously

Can you delete them?

Unfortunately not

WHY NOT!?

That’s just…how the chat works

But I won’t look at them again, I promise!

(The pictures, I mean)

Anyway, it actually makes me feel a little better

Excuse me?

I mean like, obviously that was a BIG fuck up on my part earlier…walking in on you like that, and I’ve been worried about it since it happened. Bursting into your room like an idiot, I thought I was fired for sure. But now we’re kind of even? I fucked up, and now you fucked up lol

I don’t think you having pictures of me like THAT makes us “even”!

But I do take your point

Sort of

Anyway, I’m not firing you, if that’s what you’re asking

We’re here to do a job, and I apologize for being so careless

Not a good example to be setting!

It’s fine. Like I said before the meeting, I want to be an asset on this trip, not a hindrance, and I appreciate the opportunity to be here and see how you work!

Good. Moving forward I’ll try to be more careful about what I send, and who I send it to. Apologies again. Try and get some rest. Big day tomorrow. Goodnight.

Night, boss.

Mike | 11:20pm

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Hey babe, you still up?

Hey!

I missed you!

How’d the meeting go?

It actually went really well

Client seemed impressed, and Rupert was very capable

Jumping in at the right moments etc

I think we might actually close this deal by tomorrow

That’s great!

Does that mean you’ll be home sooner?

Unfortunately not!

Still so much to do

That’s lame

The house feels empty without you

Awww, that’s sad! I miss you too!

But listen

Something else happened

What do you mean?

Sigh

Look, don’t hate me

But to make up for what happened with Rupert walking in on me

I sent you a sexy picture

I would never be mad about receiving your nudes lol

But I don’t think I got anything?

Yeah

That’s the problem

Obviously I was thinking about what happened with Rupert when I sent it (because I was sending it to make up for the fact I’m basically living with him for a week!) and I actually ended up sending it TO Rupert

You’re joking, right?

I wish I was

What was the picture?

It was like

Gahhhh

I don’t even want to tell you

So fucking embarrassing

You’re scaring me

Sorry

It was just a cleavage picture

Ahh

Well at least it wasn’t that bad then!

Yeahhh, but I’ll be honest

It was a low cut top

And I’m pushing my tits together

And the fabric is kind of transparent

And I have my mouth open

And my tongue out

You know

Where you like to…finish

Hold on I’ll send it

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Holy fuck babe

You might not be naked

But I can totally see your nipples

And they are obviously very hard

And your face…

I know

Fuck, that’s so slutty

Hey!

Well I’m not wrong! That’s why you sent it, isn’t it? To tease me…

True

Well it worked

You look really fucking hot

Well, thanks, I guess?

You’re not making me feel any better about sending it to the wrong guy!

The hotter you think it is the worse I feel for sending it to Rupert!

Yeah…sorry

Obviously I’m not feeling great about it either

Did you delete it from your chat?

I tried but it won’t let me

So he just…has a picture of my girlfriend’s tits now? Forever?

Kind of

You know what he’s going to do with it, right?

Right?

Probably multiple times

Ew!

Don’t say that!

No he’s not!

He definitely is!

He’s got a picture of his boss in a transparent top

With huge tits

And hard nipples

And a face like she’s waiting for cum

OH GOD STOP

IT’S SO EMBARRASSING I’M GONNA DIEEEEEEE

Hmmm

What?

Nothing

Go on…

Ugh, I don’t know

It’s kind of hot that he has it though? Right?

????

What!?

Sorry I said that!

No, it’s okay, I think? Just surprising!

It’s hard to explain

Try!

Like…my brain doesn’t like it

But…other parts of me seem to like it very much…

Oh god, really?

Maybe

A little bit

Like I said, I can’t stop thinking about him seeing you naked

And now this

Maybe it kind of turns me on that some other guy has that picture…

Eeek

Really?

I don’t know what to say

Sorry

I don’t mean to make it weird!

Nooooooo

It’s okay

I know you love me

I just

Maybe I think it’s hot that YOU think it’s hot

Oh god

Really?

Well maybe I think it’s hot that you think it’s hot that I think it’s hot!

Haha

Hotception!

So what now?

What do you mean?

What are your plans?

For teasing him more?

No!

For work!

Oh lol

So our first meeting is at 11 tomorrow…

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Amy thought joining the convent would make the thoughts go away, and for the first few weeks, it worked. Things felt different, both internally and externally. She rose at dawn with the other sisters, knelt in prayer until her knees ached, and sang hymns in the chapel while sunlight streamed through the iridescent glass. She learned to fold laundry with a precision previously inaccessible and unimportant to her. She learned to sweep in silence, the actions of the broom replacing her thoughts and acting as a meditation. And she learned to reduce the temptation of returning to her old ways wherever she could, keeping her eyes lowered when the young male delivery driver brought goods from the town.

The routine soothed her, and for a while, she was saved.

But her body hadn’t forgotten what it was like to be used, to be touched, to be filled, to grind herself on the tongue of a submissive man, to reach her hand behind herself and grab the shaft of his–

She breathed deeply and looked up at the sky.

It was the worst at night. The convent was quiet then, the air heavy with the scent of snuffed wax candles and ancient incense. She would lie rigid on her cot, sheets tucked tightly around her, trying to think of scripture, of hymns, of anything but…that.

But inevitably, her mind would slip. A remembered partner, heavy in her palm. The weight of a man’s body pinning her down. The way her breasts used to bounce when she rode.

It was a trial from God. That was all. Just a temptation she was meant to resist. Sometimes, awakening with a hot sticky throbbing between her legs, she would force herself to plunge her hands into the freezing wash-water, the shock numbing her flesh and dragging her mind back to purity. It worked for a little a while…

…and then she met Sister Maria.

Sister Maria wasn’t like the other nuns. Despite her long time at the convent, she still moved quickly; like she still remembered crowds, the grocery aisles, the hands on subway poles. She wasn’t slow and serene like the others, and when she laughed, it was quick and low, not the churchy-smile-sound the older sisters used. Everyone seemed to revere her with a mix of admiration and unease.

The first time Amy spoke to her directly was in the laundry room. They were wringing sheets side by side, working silently for several minutes before Maria glanced over at her struggling with a twisted knot of fabric. “Here,” she said, stepping close, wrapping her arms around her and covering her hands with her own. She folded it easily, pinching the corners and stretching out Amy’s arms. “See?”

“Yes,” Amy whispered, her body lighting up at being used. “I see.”

That night, Amy dreamt of Maria and woke up needy.

She prayed.

***

A week later, during a thunderstorm, Maria caught her by the elbow.

“Come, Sister Amy. I need you in the cellar with me.”

They took a lantern and went down together. The stone steps were damp and the pump chugged steadily in the corner, water trickling into the drain as it should.

“Looks like it’s fine,” Maria said. “I was worried it might have given out due to the rain. All glory to the Highest.”

She set the lantern on a crate and leaned back against a shelf. Amy waited for her to say something but instead she just seemed to be looking at her, watching her eve, her legs opening slightly. Amy cleared her throat and looked away in embarrassment.

“Uh…should we go back up? The other sisters will be waiting…”

“Sure.” The lantern’s light flickered on Maria’s face, but she didn’t move. “You’re always so tense,” Maria smiled. “It doesn’t have to be like that, you know?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Yes, you do.” Maria stepped forward. “We have ways of helping each other in the sisterhood, and it looks like you need help now…”

“I…I…”

“Open your mouth.”

The words were soft, a simple instruction, leaving no room for misunderstanding. Amy obeyed, and they maintained eye contact with each other as Maria slid two fingers between her lips, pressing down on her tongue.

“Good girl,” Maria whispered. “Hands behind your back.”

Amy obeyed instinctively, her arms shaking as she clasped them together. Maria’s fingers pressed deeper, then eased out, wet. Maria smeared the wetness across her lips before sliding her fingers back in again.

“You’ve been so desperate recently, haven’t you?”

Amy closed her eyes in shame and nodded, closing her lips around Maria’s fingers and sucking. Maria smiled benevolently, as if this was exactly what she had been expecting. She allowed her to suck and lick a little longer and then gently pulled her hand away. For a horrified moment, Amy was sure she had crossed the line. That was, until Maria sucked her own fingers clean with her tongue.

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Aiden looked at me.

“I’m serious.” I said. “I want to return the favor.”

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Aiden stopped again, his thumbs hovered over my nipples. My whole body was trembling.

“Aiden,” I said. My voice was shaking. “Please.“

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Aiden, faced with the proposition of me taking off my top and letting him play with my huge naked tits for the first time, blushed. Seeing the color in his cheeks made me blush too, and I suppressed the urge to shiver pleasure.

I held his gaze.

“I’m serious, by the way. Should I take it off? Just to like…help you? So you can touch them better? I think you might like them…”

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“Bullshit.”

That’s what I said to Aiden when he told me about the article he was reading. He was sitting on the edge of my bed, his feet on my couch and my laptop on his thighs. I was sitting on the other end of my bed playing Animal Crossing on the big TV.

“It’s not bullshit…” he said. “I can show you the article if you want.”

I was only half-listening, more concerned with the fact that one of my favorite villagers was thinking about moving away than the blog post Aiden was reading. “It can’t be true though, right?”

“Apparently it is. All the nerve endings are the same or something. It’s like…proper science stuff.”

“Hmm,” I said, still not convinced. “It might work for some women, but there’s no way.”

He shrugged. “I dunno. It’s pretty convincing. I think it would work. There’s a whole list of techniques and stuff here…how to touch and tease and stuff…”

I paused my game and looked at him. “Techniques?”

“Ah, now you’re interested!” he said, teasing me.

I felt my face flush with embarrassment and unpaused my game, trying to refocus my energy on the screen. But I had to admit; I was interested.

A nipple-only orgasm. Was such a thing really possible? I was looking down at my boobs, imagining playing with them, when I snapped back to the reality of the situation. “Why are you even reading that stuff?” I asked. “Weirdo.”

He shrugged. “It’s interesting! Anyway, its your laptop!”

“True,” I said, knowing in my heart that my FYP had indeed been a little horny recently.

“The article says that most women have never experienced it, so I guess its understandable you’d be skeptical,” Aiden continued, speaking a little softer now, recognizing my embarrassment and trying to ease it. “But it’s totally legit, apparently. They did studies. Anyway, the guide is pretty step by step. I think even I could do it, and I’m an idiot.”

I laughed, his self depreciation breaking my tension. “You think so?”

“For sure. It’s just a matter of…” He cleared his throat. “Well…I could show you?”

“Show me?” I asked, grabbing my boobs defensively. “What do you mean?”

Now it was his turn to be embarrassed, his face flushing red and his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. He laughed nervously. “Sorry, that was dumb. I meant just like…I don’t know what I meant actually.”

“No, it’s okay,” I said, laughing sort of awkwardly. “No harm done.”

But that wasn’t quite true. Suddenly my head was filled with images of having my nipples caressed and pulled and teased, offering up my big boobs to be touched and played with, and the idea of letting Aiden be the one to try it was making me feel lightheaded and giddy.

On the TV screen, I walked around my township aimlessly, pausing again when I realized I was biting my bottom lip kinda hard.

“So…how would you do it?” I asked.

“Oh…” Aiden said, sounding surprised. He clicked the mouse a few times, staring at the screen as if he was suddenly scared to look at me. “So yeah. Basically it says you start by—”

“No, I mean like…would it be easier if you showed me?” I asked, feeling my mouth go dry. “On my body, I mean.” I watched Aiden’s Adam’s apple bob once more as he swallowed. He was still staring at the screen. “I can lie back on the bed, if it helps...”

“Oh. Uh. Yeah. Should I—”

“You can come and sit behind my head. If you want.”

I placed the controller beside me softly, not looking at him, not waiting for an answer. I could feel my heart pounding against my ribs as I scooted my butt back on the bed, grabbing the pillow and pulling it toward me, creating a space for him to sit. I lay back, pushing my head into the soft fabric of the pillow, the cotton of my t-shirt suddenly feeling thin and provocative, my breasts stretching it.

I looked down at my body, and lying on my back like this, my boobs suddenly seemed huge and obscene, and my leggings were stretched tight, creating a soft smooth mound between my legs. I closed my eyes. The thought of Aiden seeing me like this, even though I was fully dressed, filled me with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

“Okay,” he said, his voice slightly shaky as he stood up, bringing the laptop and placing it beside me, pointing at him so he could see it. As he did so, I caught a glimpse of what was on screen—several pictures of naked breasts with diagrams of lines and arrows—and I felt my heart beat a little quicker.

I felt Aiden sit down behind me and wondered what the fuck I was doing.

“So the article says...um...that you should start gently.”

I swallowed. “Okay…”

I felt the warmth of his hands as he tentatively placed them on my shoulders, his fingers beginning to move in slow circles, his touch gentle and tender. I was surprised at how good it felt, and even more surprising was the relaxation it brought me, his movements releasing the tension in my body, each manipulation of my flesh taking me deeper, loosening me up. I allowed myself a small sigh of pleasure, my eyelids fluttering closed once more.

Then I remembered what we were doing and l felt my nipples tighten, pressing against the fabric of my bra and shirt. My eyes were still closed, but I knew from how they felt that they must be visible now, Aiden having a perfect unobstructed view of them. I swallowed, not sure how I felt about it.

“Don’t worry,” Aiden said. “According to the article, the key is to build up slowly. Not to rush anything. So we can stop if it gets weird.”

“Okay,” I said, my voice a little airy and light, the pleasure already influencing it. “That sounds good.”

His hands moved a little bit lower, and the sounds from Animal Crossing faded into the background. He continued to touch me, his movements growing a little bolder, a little further down my chest, and he was about to touch the soft rise where my boobs started when he stopped suddenly.

“Are you sure about this?”

I opened my eyes, looking up at him. I smiled. “Not at all. Wanna do it anyway?”

He grinned. “Sure.”

He resumed working on my shoulders, working his way down my chest once more. A couple more centimeters and he would officially be touching his friend’s tits. I felt my legs open a little in anticipation, and suddenly I felt impossibly, unreasonably, unstoppably horny. I wanted to roll over and grab him and pin him down on the bed, shoving my huge tits in his face and making him suck them while I rode his—

I took a deep breath.

We were friends. Just trying something out. That was all.

Did I really think it was possible that I would be able to have an orgasm from just having my nipples touched? Or was I just being horny? Maybe I liked the thought of making my friend touch my nipples…

I looked up at him again. “Would it help if I took them out for you?”

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Twelve hours. That’s all she had.

The shuttle hissed as it locked into the docking ring, the silence of space broken by the metallic clank of mechanical engagement. Captain Leona Rhys unstrapped herself with a well-practiced maneuver, adjusted her suit, and floated into the waiting airlock.

With four low-Earth orbital deployments, three commendations from Allied Aerospace Command, and two successful disruptions of adversarial satellite intel relays, Captain Rhys was more than qualified for most roles.

But this mission was different.

It was one she had been in training for all her life, both professionally and personally, and although the program–Specialized Interpersonal Response & Engagement Network–was never officially acknowledged, that mattered little. It had all started as a whisper in the Pentagon; a whisper that turned into a joke and grew into a desire for hard empirical data.

Now, a decade later, Leona was going to give them that data.

She had to have special training, of course. Deep-structure psychological modeling. Speculative Zero-G mechanics. Fluid displacement modelling. But even with all of that, she had her work cut out.

“Good afternoon, gentlemen. I’m Captain Rhys. You’ve all been briefed, I’m sure.” She met them in the main atrium. They’d been here for months already. Four men, all veterans of space and science. She floated in, anchored with a magnetic clasp, and smiled at them like they were old friends.

No one said a word, and she enjoyed the idea that these men, the greatest and brightest of her nation, were looking at her like a group of scared boys. No one spoke about what prolonged Zero-G isolation does to the male psyche, and she was here to help.

“Lieutenant Carr,” she said, zeroing in on her first target. “You’re with me.”

Lieutenant Carr looked momentarily fearful and then steeled himself, looking at the other men and giving a tight nod. They watched him go as Leona tugged herself along the corridor rail with ease, Carr trailing behind her. She brought him to the small cabin on the Environmental Control Access Bay; a low-traffic section of the station usually reserved for HVAC diagnostics and coolant line checks. It wasn’t originally designed for her work, but had been selected retrospectively for the most appropriate area for her mission to take place. Quiet. Undisturbed. Private. Carr hovered near the wall, one hand against a stabilizer rail, his breathing faster already.

“I read your file,” she said calmly, tucking her tablet into the cabin’s recessed console. “Engineering lead. Flight systems specialist. High responsiveness to eye contact and verbal praise.”

He blinked. “That’s...in the file?”

“I extrapolated.” She drifted closer to him, her finger playing with the zip of her flightsuit. “And I’m rarely wrong.”

She unzipped the upper layer of her uniform and peeled it back slowly, exposing the deep line of her cleavage. His pupils dilated.

“Do you want to sit back against the wall for me?” she asked.

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“Okay,” I said, returning her smile. “Let me take care of you. Just this once.”

I shifted position on the couch, my body still tingling from what she had done for me. She looked up at me, her expression a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, her large brown eyes searching mine for reassurance.

“Just relax…” I said softly, guiding Molly to lie back against the couch cushions, her breasts bouncing slightly and her legs unconsciously parting. She nodded, closing her eyes as she sunk back into the soft fabric, her cheeks flushed.

For a moment, I did nothing. I just looked.

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“Oh my god, Sarah,” Molly murmured softly, her voice shaking slightly as she stared at my body, seemingly mesmerized. “God, it’s so beautiful…”

I felt my face get hot. I wasn’t sure how to respond. It was one thing to feel like I was helping out my friend’s sister, but another thing to actually let her bury her tongue inside me. And yet…

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