TUESDAY
I was rudely awakened by a loud, harsh buzzing sound - bleary eyed and confused, I rolled over and fumbled in the half-light for my phone. Finally I grabbed it, pulling it free from the charging cable and quietening the vibration as it was removed from the surface of the bedside table. Sitting half-upright in bed, I squinted at the painfully bright light of the screen, slowly putting it together in my slow-starting, sleepy mind that this was an incoming call rather than the unpleasant chime of the alarm I had expected to awaken to. Two unpleasant facts slowly penetrated my consciousness. One - it was a little after 7am, so I wasn't supposed to be awake for another hour. Two - the call so rudely disturbing me was from Mateusz, the insufferable boss of the Warsaw office.
With a sigh, I sat fully upright and accepted the call, quickly putting him on speaker. I grimaced as his irritating voice filled the room. This was the last day we had to finish the project before presenting our work tomorrow, and Mateusz was full of nervous energy, useless suggestions and by the sound of it, half a pot of coffee. I upheld my half of the conversation almost entirely with one word mutterings of annoyance, looking around the dimly lit apartment I'd been put up in for the week. My mind wandered as he chattered away - helplessly distracted from whatever he was saying by much more interesting memories of the previous evening. Amazing sex with Natalia, followed by what could have been a few minutes or a few hours in a blissful state of half-sleep with her legs draped across mine before she got up to shower and wash the thick layer of cum off her ass and lower back. I'd then spent an hour or so relaxing on her couch with the bubbly brunette babe curled up in my lap, occasionally leaning up to kiss me while I shamelessly felt her up. By the time I got home, soaked with a fresh layer of refreshing summer rain, I just barely had the energy to eat dinner before collapsing into bed.
My attention was abruptly torn away from the rapidly growing tent under my sheets as I realized Mateusz was finally wrapping up. I ended the call as politely as I could and collapsed back onto my pillow. I was wide awake, annoyed and by now, rock hard. With a deep sigh of frustration, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat upright, rubbing my eyes as I came to terms with the fact that I wasn't going to get any kind of meaningful sleep in the half hour I had left before my alarm would sound. I stood and walked, naked, over to the en suite bathroom. My hand naturally found its way to my throbbing 8" pole, slowly massaging the swollen flesh as I walked, but by the time I stood waiting for the shower to heat up I was in two minds about my initial plan to blast a load of hot cum all over the tiles. As I saw it, I'd gone this long in Poland without jerking off once, and my hectic schedule of fucking a seemingly endless parade of beautiful girls hadn't exactly left me with much time or energy for self-pleasure. The steady stream of amazing pussy didn't seem to be running out any time soon, and stroking myself just seemed like a waste of an orgasm I could be sharing with someone. I grinned to myself as I stepped into the hot, steamy shower, letting my mind wander inevitably towards fantasies of all the naughty situations I could get into today...
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Yawning and still doing my best to shake the tiredness from my head, I looked up at the familiar office building as I trudged up the street. Two more days here - on one hand that was a whole two days of grueling work, but on the other, it was only two more days of being surrounded by the harem of gorgeous girls I was getting so well acquainted with. I smiled as I reasoned with myself that the trade was definitely worth it.
"That's what we like, a smiling worker!" - I almost dropped my to-go coffee down my front as a hand smashed into my back. I turned to see the big, dumb grin on Mateusz' face. Apparently I couldn't even get into the building now without him creeping up behind me. I shook my head and kept walking as he proceeded to talk my ear off all the way to the front door, picking up right where he'd left off on the phone. He ushered me keenly through reception - not noticing me looking up to the desk to meet the gaze of Klaudia, the smoking hot blonde receptionist. She wore her hair down today - blonde waves fell softly around her shoulders, framing an angelic face lit up with a playful yet silent giggle. She quickly did her best to replace the expression with a look of mock sympathy - clearly being burdened with this idiot was a universal annoyance in this office. My eyes dropped from the bright blue eyes behind her thick-rimmed black glasses, lingered momentarily on her plump lips, coated in a bright red, shiny lipstick, before slowly falling to the enticing cleavage which disappeared into her tight, white, partially unbuttoned blouse.
Mateusz didn't let up as he marched me all the way through the office - empty on account of us being the first in - and into the conference room. I did my best to tune him out as I got set up. I wasn't surprised at this behavior from him given that yesterday I'd largely bypassed him and taken over his office, and he couldn't deny it was effective - after all, it wasn't for no reason I was flown halfway round the world to salvage the mess this project had gotten into on his watch. It would be career suicide for him to clash with me at this stage, so he was making a point of trying to get on side with me in order to take a share of the credit for the work his team had done in spite of him since I arrived. I sighed as he continued to chatter incessantly at me - there was no professional way for me to tell him I really couldn't give a fuck about office politics on another continent and I would happily let him show off the lion's share of the work as his own, so I was just going to have to tolerate his nonsense. At least the end was in sight.
The day turned out to be long and stressful. For everything we fixed, another two problems seemed to arise, and tension was growing as everyone in the room tried to maintain the paper-thin illusion that their boss was still in charge in order to protect his ego. I wasn't able to slip out of the conference room at all until lunchtime, and even then my aggravating Polish shadow followed me all the way to the office canteen. Kasia had taken up her usual spot perched on the edge of Natalia's desk (I really wasn't sure what exactly it was that the stunning redhead did all day), and I cut across Mateusz to lean on the partition by the desk and chat with the two beauties. To my annoyance and their great entertainment, Mateusz leaned next to me and insisted on talking over me to engage in some painfully awkward banter with them. Their eyes twinkled with amusement as they looked up at me and I stifled a laugh. He puffed his chest out and made a show of flirting with these two girls, trying his luck in English and then in Polish, completely oblivious of the fact that I had fucked both of them, separately, within the last week.
I did my best to ignore Mateusz and instead focused on looking the girls up and down. Natalia leaned back in her swivel chair, slowly rotating slightly from side to side. Her hair was in her signature high ponytail and as usual she wore subtle makeup on her effortlessly pretty, lightly-freckled face. She was dressed in a stylish, form-fitting black turtleneck sweater and a tight gray skirt which hugged her figure, revealing her toned thighs a few inches above the knee. Kasia sat on the edge of the desk, swinging her shapely legs back and forth absent-mindedly, playing with her red hair and fluttering her lashes over her big, green eyes as she listened to whatever dumb joke Mateusz was wasting her time with, a familiar smirk twitching at the corners of her dainty mouth. Today's flattering blouse, picked from what I had to assume was a wardrobe full of the things, was a pale blue number which she had paired with a pair of black pants which stuck close around her curvaceous thighs. I found myself longing for her to turn around and let me see how closely the material gripped her round, juicy ass, but before long Mateusz was dragging me away. I risked a look back over my shoulder and was met with a view of both girls standing to peek over the partition, watching us leave and chattering in urgent whispers. They broke into a characteristic fit of giggles as they caught me looking, and it took all I had not to let Mateusz notice my shit-eating grin.
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Unfortunately that was as interesting as the afternoon got, and I was less than ecstatic to learn that several of the conference calls planned for the afternoon would have to be pushed back to after office hours. There was no way I could avoid being present for them, and I wasn't about to force any of the Warsaw staff to stay late for them after the amount of grind they'd had to put in over the last few days, so at 5:30 I waved off my final colleague - Mateusz, it should be noted, had hurriedly departed at 5pm sharp muttering something about picking up his kid - and leaned back in my chair, slowly exhaling. With some time to spare before the next call, I fished my phone out of my pocket and flicked it off airplane mode for the first time since lunch. Immediately a series of messages popped up. I ignored everything from back home and zeroed in on the message from Katarzyna which had come through 30 minutes previously. I tapped the preview and a wide grin split my face as I saw what it was.
"Did not see you enough today", read the message, followed by a sad face and a broken heart emoji. I was more interested in the attached image, though. Based on how similar the decor was to the men's equivalent, I assumed I was looking at the inside of the office's women's bathroom. In the foreground, Kasia and Natalia pressed their pretty faces together, cheek to cheek, Natalia posing in a sexy pout and Kasia playfully sticking her tongue out, coming agonizingly close to making contact with Natalia's lips. Lower down, Kasia had her blouse unbuttoned and her lilac bra pulled down around her heavily tattooed midriff, while Natalia had pulled her sweater up to her collarbone and apparently didn't have a bra to remove. Four perfect, perky tits and four deliciously erect, pink nipples fought for my attention - Natalia was openly pressing her breasts together with her hands while Kasia squeezed hers with her inner biceps, leaving her with a hand free to take the selfie in the bathroom mirror. Groaning under my breath with desire, I quickly tapped in a message of enthusiastic approval and hit send. Almost immediately Kasia fired back a simple retort - two smiling angel emojis. I smiled as I considered my response, then almost dropped the phone as someone softly knocked on the conference room door.
