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All Characters are 18 years or older.

When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. This collection of chapters includes a return to work, office sex, the girls on a date, dancing with Becks, anal, brunch, flirty groping, a romantic date, a GGG hookup, and a bathroom quickie.

OFG is a variation story based on the setup by Aurelian14. Originally written in small chapter releases, they will be collected here on Literotica in 10 chapter chunks for smoother reading.

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Chapter 511

Getting up the next morning was

not

a fun time. Amanda and Maeve had left Sabrina's around 2 AM, and you probably hadn't gotten to sleep until 3, so you were running on something like four hours of sleep. After the nights of heavy 'exercise.'

Your first cup of coffee did almost nothing.

The second one helped you raise your eyelids higher than halfway.

"OK, maybe we space them out a little more next time," Gemma chuckled.

It was lunch and you were trying to stay awake. You felt like you were pulling an Andy. Sabrina and Gemma weren't much better, to be fair, but they weren't nodding off as they were typing. Eric had been questioning you all morning about what party you'd gone to, and why you hadn't invited him until Gemma had snapped a little at him that it wasn't a party, you were just 'dealing with personal stuff.' Which wasn't a lie, it

had

been personal. And private.

You wiped at your face, blinking again before leaning in to eat the bodega meal that Sabrina had gone and bought for you from downstairs. Eric had said he had a call to make and had dipped out, leaving the three of you to eat alone with the conference room door shut.

"I guess it's a good thing it's the me and you date tonight," Sabrina said. "John looks like he'd fall asleep during the appetizers. Just

splat

, right in the soup du jours."

"Hah. Hah," you grumbled sarcastically. Then you looked up at her. "I love you."

"Thank you, baby," she grinned.

"Seriously though, John," Gemma said. "Maybe you should see if you can go home early today. You could probably pass for looking sick."

"No, no," you shook your head, sitting up straight. "I can make it to the end of the day.

Then

I'll fall asleep on the bus on my way home."

Gemma rolled her eyes and shook her head, and Sabrina snorted softly. "You know," she said. "Becks was asking if we had plans tonight because she's free. And Eric was saying he had that remote spot on a podcast tonight, whatever that means, so he isn't staying late. If

you

stay late and

Becks

stays late..."

"I don't think I would survive," you said bluntly.

Gemma raised an eyebrow and smirked at you. "You're telling me that if Becks came in here right now, stripped down and sat on your lap, you wouldn't be able to rise to the occasion?"

You took a breath and blinked. "Well, no, I'm not saying that," you said. "I'm saying that afterwards I would turn to dust and blow away in the wind. I'd be

happy

dust, but still dust."

"Well, maybe this will kickstart your heart," Sabrina said, doing something on her phone and then sliding it over to you. Picking it up, you glanced at the screen and raised your eyebrows. "The lady who runs the 'Daddy's Dick' Twitter account sent us some pictures of her using a lifelike dildo," Sabrina said to Gemma. "Which might or might not be a copy measurement-wise for John."

"And how did she get those measurements?" Gemma asked with a grin.

"Oh, did I accidentally let that information slip?" Sabrina chuckled.

"You two are going to be the death of me," you sighed, sliding the phone back. The woman hadn't put her face in the pictures, but she'd been hot in a 'MILF who does lots of yoga' sort of way. The fact that she basically roleplayed as your penis online made it weird though.

"And what a nice death it will be," Gemma said.

"I have something else, too," Sabrina said. "I've been texting more with Nelli. She sends her love, and big congratulations for doing well on the 'presentation,' including a short video that I'll show you guys tonight. The main thing though is that I told her about Gemma, or 'Darling,' going overseas and us needing to be long-distance and she was wondering if you guys wanted to do a video chat with her before you go so she can talk to all three of us just once all together - she says she doesn't want to be disrespectful if we're going to be flirty-friends so she wants to be open with both of you."

"That's... weirdly wholesome, I think," Gemma said. "But then she would also be the only person who can associate our faces with the account."

"Other than Becks," you pointed out. "And Katherine."

"True, but different," Gemma said.

"I know," Sabrina said. "And she thought of that and said we could keep our camera off, or use a shot like we do in the videos, and she wouldn't be offended at all. But I think she's in a position where being a total bitch like that would hurt her even more than it would hurt us; it would completely skunk her brand and business contacts."

"Well, we should do the call," Gemma said. "We can decide on the camera closer to. Did she say when?"

"She's free Sunday afternoon," Sabrina said. "Maybe we do it before our big date?"

"That sounds good," you nodded.

"Don't sound too excited," Sabrina said.

You blinked your eyes open again. "I'll make it to the end of the day."

"OK, new game," Sabrina said, looking over at Gemma. "We go through our saved pictures and see which one perks him up the most."

"That's not fair at all," Gemma said. "You take way more pictures than I do, and you do it for content."

"Fine, use John's phone, you can pick from the stuff we've all sent him," Sabrina grinned.

"Ooh, alright. That's more fair," Gemma said. "John, pass me your phone."

You sighed. There was no way you were getting out of this unless Eric finished his phone call and came back. And even then, they'd still probably make it work.

"This is a hostile work environment," you grumbled as you slid your phone across the table to Gemma.

Chapter 512

"Hello, Sir. I wasn't aware that you were putting in overtime on the

special project

tonight. So am I, did you want to maybe work... together?"

Becks was grinning as she leaned in the doorway of the intern conference room, striking a pose.

Somehow, you'd ended up getting convinced to stick around after work all alone. Eric had come back from lunch practically vibrating because he'd found out he was going to be a guest on a podcast alongside some big name in his manosphere space. He'd cut out right at the end of the work day, intending to go get a fresh haircut and spend the rest of the afternoon talking with his 'girlfriend' (you still weren't sure if they were dating, or seeing each other, or what considering they were long-distance and avoiding labels) to brush up on all the latest news and talking points the audience would want to hear.

Gemma and Sabrina, meanwhile, had kissed you good night about a half hour after that when most of the office was empty. They were splitting up to head to their own apartments so they could get ready for their date, and then Sabrina was going to go pick up Gemma - you weren't sure what Sabrina's date plan was, since she was keeping it a secret, but you knew that she was probably going to spoil Gemma as much as possible. That set you up to need to compete, though, since your date night with Gemma would be tomorrow and you had a lot of brainstorming to do.

Becks had texted a little after that, checking if you were alone, and then she'd come up and sat with you for a while and helped you figure out where to take Gemma. She'd ended up being a godsend because, unlike you and your girlfriends, she'd lived in the city for a while and knew it way better.

Dinner had shown up as usual, Garrison somehow knowing that you were putting in extra hours but the others weren't, and enough extra that Becks had plenty to eat as well. He was apparently still on his kick to introduce you and the others to a wide variety of foods so it had been Lebanese food that night.

Then, once you were done eating, Becks had taken a walk through the floor, and then up one, to check if anyone from the firm was still around. Judging by her re-entry to the conference room, the two of you were alone until the cleaners came later in the evening.

You took a deep breath and let it out, looking at Becks as she smiled and posed against the doorway. She'd worn a pretty blue and white dress that day for work, and while she was gone she must have taken off her bra and adjusted it somehow because where she'd been showing a tasteful, small amount of cleavage before she was now showing a deep swathe of her tan breasts along with her long, graceful neck.

"Becks, I honestly don't know if I can do a whole thing tonight," you said.

She sighed, shooting you a little smirk, and came fully into the room and around the conference table to you, hopping up to sit on it. "Gemma mentioned you might say that," she said. "And Sabrina said that all you needed was the right amount of persuasion." She pushed your laptop aside and slid over to be sitting right in front of you. "If you seriously tell me to stop I will, obviously. But I don't think you want me to." Becks had kicked off her heels and now she put her feet on either side of your legs on your chair. "And I'm telling you now, I'm not wearing panties. So... if you want a look, all you need to do is..."

You groaned and slid your hands up her smooth lower legs, feeling her warm skin under your touch. "Becks," you sighed.

"Yes, Sir?" she answered, raising her eyebrow playfully as 'Miss Lusty.'

"You realise how unfair it is to use 'no underwear' against me, right?"

"All's fair in love and sex," she grinned.

You slowly pushed the bottom hem of her dress up her thighs. "This might be the last time I do something like this," you said. "My dick might literally fall right off. That's how I feel right now. The mind is willing, the body is weak."

"Well, if your dick

does

fall off I'll just slip it in my purse and go get it stuffed by the best taxidermist I can't find," Becks smirked. "But I don't think it will, so I won't need to."

You sighed, her dress having moved up her thighs enough to reveal that she'd been telling the truth - no panties, and her gorgeous pussy was staring right at you. So was she, still smirking as she watched your reaction.

"So, John," she asked. "What are you going to do about it?"

- - - - -

"Holy

fucking fuck

," Becks moaned, her tits mashed to the tabletop as you fucked her from behind. Her dress was a belt around her waist, pushed up over her ass and pulled down from her shoulders. You had her long, black hair bundled in your fist and she already had several hickeys on her stomach and the underside of her breasts from the time you'd spent kissing and licking her all over.

"Oh, Miss Lusty," you growled. "I know you're putting in so much extra effort right now, but I just don't know if I can give you that promotion you were asking about."

"Here, let me try to convince you," she said breathily and started twerking on your cock.

You groaned, letting her do her thing for a moment and just revelling in the glory that was your life, and Becks' part in it. The two of you weren't in the intern conference room, you'd moved to the one where you, Sabrina and Gemma had spent all that extra time on the document sorting for Garrison's case. Where the three of you had fucked in the office, and now where you were fucking Becks in the office too.

"God, this is so hot," she moaned, looking out at the evening cityscape just like you were. "We should have done this

way

sooner."

You pulled on her hair, leading her to stand up, and you let go to hug her around her chest with your hands landing on her tits. Then you buried your nose in her hair, inhaling the smell of her for a moment before nuzzling deeper and kissing the side of her neck. "Every time we do this, it's dangerous," you murmured. "And as much as I'm enjoying making use of this table, I'd much rather have you in a bed."

"Mmm," she groaned, closing her eyes. "Are you taking your slutty secretary home with you tonight, then?"

"I think I might be," you said, slowly massaging her tits. "But seriously, sex now, not later. I can snuggle and we can do an actual Netflix and chill. I literally cannot manage a repeat showing tonight."

"Then we better make this a good one," she said with a grin, moving to lean back down against the table and spreading her arms above her head. "So pound my pussy and fill me up, John. Make me come on this big white dick."

It kept happening mid-sex. You were struck again by the sheer wonders that had become almost commonplace in your life. Since when did those words, in that order, sound realistic?

Chapter 513

"She's about to put the moves on him," Gemma said, smiling as she put her phone back in her purse.

Sabrina chuckled and took a sip of her water, batting her lashes at Gemma from across the table. The restaurant wasn't the fanciest in the city - she'd tried to get a table there and found out it was booked eight months in advance - but it was probably the fanciest place either of them had ever eaten. Sabrina had dressed up in a new dress, a sleek and sexy dark blue backless number that she knew would have John dropping his jaw. Gemma had been equally as amazed by the dress, and Sabrina had been thrilled by the reaction.

The blonde, meanwhile, had donned the dress that Sabrina had bought her earlier in the summer when she'd played 'Sugar Mommy' while buying John the start of his new wardrobe. It looked as stunning on her as it had in the store - maybe even more now since Gemma had done her hair in an asymmetrical cascade over her one shoulder.

"Let's hope his dick doesn't break," Sabrina said.

"I was more thinking let's hope they don't get caught, but that works too," Gemma smirked.

"Have I mentioned that I love you?" Sabrina asked.

"Once or twice, love," Gemma said, giving her a look across the table that made the butterflies flutter in Sabrina's stomach.

"Honestly, baby, I know it's usually John who puts how wild our lives are, and how big the changes have been, into words. And how lucky he feels. But I want you to know that I feel extremely lucky to have you as... well, as my best friend, and my girlfriend, and my partner."

Gemma's look turned a little more tender and she reached across the table to take Sabrina's hand. "I don't know if any one of us could say whose life has changed the most, but I'm super goddamn thankful for you too, Sabrina. Honestly, I feel like you even more than John have helped me figure out my self-identity and crystalize it. I'm queer, which explains... so much." She chuckled, shaking her head. "Like, before this summer I never even thought I was

attracted

to women. Now I'm in a relationship with the sexiest woman I know, sharing the best boy ever with her, and I've had more wild and loving experiences than any one person probably deserves. I fucking love you."

"I fucking love you too," Sabrina grinned.

The waitress came back around to deliver their entrees, and they took a few minutes to ooh and aah over them, trading little pieces to try the different flavours, until finally they settled into eating. Well, after Sabrina had slipped off her heel and used the cover of the long tablecloth to slide her foot up Gemma's leg and then rest it between her thighs. She wasn't teasing her girlfriend's pussy since the place was

way

too nice to do that, but just the skin-on-skin connection felt like an illicit thrill.

"OK, part of the reason I wanted this date was just to love on each other," Gemma eventually said, pivoting the conversation. "But the other part is I wanted time to talk to you, just the two of us, about the future."

"Alright," Sabrina said. "I assume you're doing the same with John?"

"Of course," Gemma said. "I want us all to have a chance to have our own thoughts about this. I already got John thinking about some of it since he'd take longer to brew on it."

"Makes sense," Sabrina nodded.

"Obviously a lot of this is already happening, but the first thing I want to make clear is that I'm jealous but super happy that you two are living together for the school year. I wish I could be with you, but I'm not mad that I can't be," Gemma said.

"I wish you could be here too," Sabrina said. "Is there really no way you could maybe, like, transfer schools?"

Gemma frowned and sighed. "No, and I did actually look into it. I can't get approval without losing a whole year's worth of credits, which would mean another year of school to graduate. Not to mention the massive expense."

"Mm," Sabrina grunted. "OK."

"We'll handle long-distance," Gemma assured her. "Video calls all the time. And we can do study dates remotely. And John's going to come be my wedding date in December - which, by the way, I'm so fucking sorry that I can't bring you too. My family just-"

"No, baby, don't apologise," Sabrina said quickly. "I'm going to miss the hell out of you and I'd be there in a snap, but I get it. Not your wedding, not your party, not your place to stir up potential drama."

"I love you," Gemma sighed.

"Honestly, Gemma, the only thing we really need to decide is law school unless you want to backtrack on the 'who we can sleep with' decisions from our last relationship check-in," Sabrina said. "Are you? Has anything changed as your leaving gets closer?"

"No, and I'll let you know if it does," Gemma assured her. "Properly vetted professionals are A-OK with me, as is everyone we've already done stuff with. Other people who might come up... well, I'm counting on you to not let anyone crazy get her sights set on John. And please, dear lord, protect him from picking up an STD."

Sabrina chuckled a little. "Will do."

"So you're right, as usual. Law School is really the big question we need to tackle. Do we want to go here in the US or in Australia?" Gemma mused. "Both have their upsides, but if we're being real, wherever we go is the country where we probably settle down."

"I know," Sabrina said. "And I'm split, honestly. I don't want to pull you away from your entire family to come here to the States, but then I also would miss Katherine like crazy, not to mention the rest of my family."

"Same," Gemma sighed. "And John's parents, and his friends from school. Not to mention we'd be closer to our

new

friends here in the States."

"But there are always new friends to be made, and Australia is your home," Sabrina said. She took a breath and shrugged. "We don't need to decide now, just before we start applying to schools."

"That's sooner than later," Gemma grimaced.

"We'll figure it out, baby," Sabrina said. "I promise. It'll all work out."

"I know, and thank you."

"I have another question for you though," Sabrina said.

"What's that?"

"How do you look

this fucking sexy?

Cause damn girl, I want to go full cavewoman and throw you over my shoulder and carry you home."

Gemma snorted, ducking to try and suppress her reaction from the rest of the restaurant. "Sabrina," she scolded her in a whisper.

"Want me to climb under the table, Gemma?" Sabrina asked quietly with a lascivious smile.

"Yes," Gemma said. "But don't."

"Ugh, tease," Sabrina chuckled.

Gemma looked around for a moment and shook her head, then sighed. "Follow me in two minutes," she said. "Needy little slut." She stood up from the table and headed for the ladies' room.