Sunday
I couldn't stop thinking of my boyfriend and Miss Yu, their naked, slim bodies entwined.
The thought hurt me but excited me at the same time; I used it as a sexual fantasy to arouse myself although they had thrown me in the street, like an unwanted mongrel.
I realized that I didn't want William for myself, it was enough that he wanted me for himself, I didn't care there were others as long as he kept me. But even this seemed too much for him and he had grown disinterested in me.
The day continued in the numbness I had experienced before, the aftermath of our intense Saturday nights; now, as it was caused by the prolonged abuse I have done myself of my body, it felt like a bad hangover.
Monday
The day and the night passed, seamlessly, without me understanding if I was awake or sleeping, and the alarm clock announced that I had to go to work.
I collected all my strength, took a long shower, tried to cancel as well as I could all the traces of tiredness through creams and makeup and I wore my business suit to work. I couldn't wear anything below, as my skin was burning, and couldn't bear contact with anything too close.
I walked into the office and I sat at my desk. Gaihong came to greet me, smiling, and suddenly she lifted my skirt.
"I knew it!" she said smiling when she saw my pussy.
"You aren't wearing any panties...and no bra either" she added, squeezing my boobs. I moved away from her frowning.
"Some crazy thing William makes you do!" she commented, knowingly.
"it's not him...how did you know?"
"Well...I am your best friend, right? So I can guess some things...so you just forgot to wear your underwear? Luckily you didn't forget your skirt also..."
"It's just...I just forgot to do my laundry on the weekend" I blurted as an excuse.
"I don't believe you...it's just some game or you wanted to try the feeling?...you are getting crazy girl...just don't let the guys in the company know it!" and winking she left my desk.
It was one of those crazy days when everybody seems to need you urgently and I was running up and down the company meeting people and delivering reports.
If not for the glances from Gaihong, whom I met from time to time while moving around, I could forget that I had no underwear and also what had happened in the weekend.
The evening arrived, I reached home and suddenly everything came back. I undressed and I squatted in front of the large mirror in my bedroom.
I looked at me: I spread my legs, I raised my hands, clenched in a fist, I extracted my tongue and I swung gently my head, salivating. I looked at my neck: without a collar, I was a little mongrel without an owner.
With one hand I pinched my nipple and I slipped the other to reach my wetness.
I kept looking at me, at my shame - I dreamed that somebody else was here, humiliating me with his (her?) glance.
My mobile rung far away in the kitchen, but I could not awake from my stupor.
Then I realized it could be them, it could be William, it could be Miss Yu.
I stood and I run, but when I arrived the caller had hung up.
I looked at the number, but I could not recognize it. I called back, but nobody answered. Probably a mistake.
I looked in the fridge to see if I could fix some dinner. Still naked, I put on an apron while I was frying some vegetables. Naked, I ate them while watching some TV. Naked, after a quick shower, I slipped in my bed, still unmade from the day before.
Every time I thought to wear something, I felt I could not do it: my skin continued to burn when covered, but then I realized it was maybe more psychological, the willingness to show that I was ready to accept what William and Miss Yu had in store for me, that I was their little willing pet, all the time, when they were with me and when they weren't. However, I was afraid that it could be too late for them to know that I had surrendered.
Tuesday
I woke up in the morning, I could smell my wetness, but I tried to resist.
I ate something, I wore my business suit, as I had done the day before, and I left for work.
As I reached my office, Gaihong was waiting for me. She greeted me, sat on my desk, looked around (it was still early for the other colleagues), raised her skirt, and spread her legs.
Without greeting me, she lowered her white panties and let them dangle near the calves. I looked at her gleaming pussy, at the sparse hair around it, so different from mine. Her thighs were thin and muscular, I could see the tension in them.
"I feel horny from the moment I left home, I feel wet, waiting for this..."
She took my hand so that my fingers could slip, for a moment in her pussy.
"William is not enough for you...you dream of other men, maybe you dream of women..."
Now she took my head and pushed against her crotch.
I could hear her voice, above me. "I will not betray you, it will be our secret. Lick me."
I played her game: she was horny, she liked me, these were her secrets; my secret, that I was a female dog, an animal that cannot resist her drives, so far, was safe from her.
I taste her rich, creamy sex. My tongue moved forcefully, up and down, in and out. I hoped, for both of us, that she was checking that nobody would surprise us because this could mean losing our job. But did she care?
I could feel the pressure of her hands, stronger and stronger, on my head, and I realized she wanted my tongue on her clit, doing little circles and trying to bite it gently. Suddenly she came and pushed me away.
We heard a noise, and we saw that somebody was approaching. Gaihong lowered her skirt quickly.
It was Frank, a middle-aged colleague who looked at us suspicious: " What's going on?"
"Do you think that we will share with you our girls' secrets? " said Gaihong, concealing her panting in a laugh.
Frank walked around the cubicle area to reach mine. Gaihong jumped down from the desk and I kicked her panties, which had fallen on the floor, below the desk.
He looked around, searching for some evidence of our wrongdoings. "What is going on?" he repeated.
What if he had bent and seen the white indument? We laughed.
"Gaihong, you have to come with me, I don't understand the file you sent me," he said.
"Just a moment" she replied, alarmed, as she hoped to recover her panties.
"I said now! The boss is waiting!" said Frank, with a tone that did not admit any reply.
Gaihong left sheepishly with Frank, while I looked at her smilingly. For once it wasn't me who had been caught in an embarrassing, potentially humiliating situation.
When they were out of the room, I recovered Gaihong's slip and hid it in a cabinet, behind some files.
When she came later to get them, I protested that I didn't have them.
"I don't like this!" she whispered, looking nervously at some other people working at their desk. "I feel anybody can reach for me and use me!"
"Just get used to it...maybe you'll find them tomorrow!" I replied, mischievously.
The day passed uneventfully, I could see that Gaihong was getting less and less nervous, and by the evening when we met in the corridor she was bold enough to invite me to follow her in the toilet.
