By the time I had got up from the foot-stool and put it away in the corner of the VIP room, Tim was balls-deep in my girlfriend. In addition to the sight of Suky's secretions all over her thighs and the love-seat, and the smell of her arousal lingering in the air, I was now also assaulted by the sounds of their love-making. Squishy noises emanated from her wet pussy, as Tim thrust deeply into it.
I beat a hasty retreat from the VIP room, as the sounds of Tim and Suky laughing, echoed down the hallway. I heard the heavy sound-proofed door shut, and it went silent. Joy was on me immediately.
"Now that you are single, do you want to enjoy Rim before you leave?" she inquired. "Take advantage of being off of restriction. It's on the house. I know Rim forced you to eat her pussy. This is your chance to get payback. If I know my niece, this fling with Tim won't last long."
I smiled at Joy, and thanked her for trying to cheer me up. It was going to take a lot more than the pretty Filipino Rim eating my ass, to get me over the loss of Suky.
I headed back to the office, stunned by the new developments. My mind was spinning from the confrontation I had just had with my boss. However, I did try and set out a realistic expectation of what Tim could do to my career. I didn't think he could fire me without a few questions, at least, from the Board.
I had been here a long time, and had excellent performance reviews every year. More recently, thanks to Tim's policy of including the most valuable contributors, my name was all over some of the very successful advertising campaigns. I figured my employment prospects were good, it was my benefits and perks, that he could fuck with. And of course, my girlfriend, Suky.
I had made good progress packing up my office, when Tim showed up. He was definitely calmer than he had been earlier, when he tore me a new asshole. Probably because he just got his rocks off inside my girlfriend, I mused. He didn't say anything to me, but strode into his office with purpose. After a few minutes the stress was getting to me.
I stuck my head in his open door and said pleasantly, "I am going to Starbucks, can I get you anything?"
"Thanks Timmy," he said calmly, "I will have a Mocha Frappuccino. Oh, and a Warm Brown Sundae, from Baskin-Robbins."
"Yes, boss," I responded in a friendly manner, although I realized that this was an exercise in control, on his part.
Starbucks was located in the ground floor of our office building, and was a three minute trip via elevator. Baskin-Robbins was in the local mall, a ten minute drive with no traffic. It was Saturday afternoon and the mall would be packed. I didn't say anything else to my boss, but went to the parking structure and drove to get him his Sundae. Thirty minutes later, my boss was enjoying his ice-cream Sundae as we chatted.
"You know what Timmy, I am very disappointed in you for holding out on me. I intend to use your girlfriend every Saturday morning, before handing her off to you for sloppy seconds. I won't permit Suky to shower between our respective sessions."
I lowered my head at the prospect of being handed my own girlfriend back, after my boss had used her. However, I knew enough about deference to let him continue.
"I think I have punished you enough financially, having reduced your compensation by seven thousand dollars per month. However, I need to keep you humble to ensure you have learned your lesson, for a few months at least. Consider yourself on probation. The next time you fuck up, you are going to be Fat John's plaything every Saturday morning. I won't permit him to shower either, at least before his pampering session with you. After he gets off, he will be allowed to use the shower. I think that is his favorite part of your session together," my boss taunted.
That was the end of the beat-down. Tim had extracted his pound of flesh, and he relented on the office move. I was very relieved as I unpacked my personal effects and rearranged my office. That office defined my worth within the company, and I was grateful to keep it.
I was dreading Saturday morning and the week seemed to drag by. Tim texted me Friday night.
"Meet me at 10am at the massage parlor. Tell Suky to wear her lime green bikini and high heels."
I responded immediately with a meek "ok boss," but wondered why the fuck Tim wanted me to meet him. My appointment wasn't until eleven-thirty, after he had enjoyed Suky. I really wasn't in a position to argue with him so Suky and I waited for him, outside the massage parlor at the appointed time. Suky was wearing her lime green bikini, with the matching high heels, and nothing else.
The massage parlor, like a lot of sexually oriented businesses, was in a part of town known for street-walkers, and a few cars slowed down to check Suky out and to see if she was on the game.
I had tried to get her to wear a coat over her bikini, for modesty, but she said that Tim was very clear in his expectations of her outfit.
"It will be better for both of us, if we follow his instructions to the letter," she informed me.
Tim pulled up to the curb just before 10am. He exited his rental Mercedes, placed one hand on Suky's lower back, just above her ass, and guided her into the massage parlor. As she entered the door in front of him, he turned to me and tossed me his car keys.
"Park my Benz in the shade, Timmy," he said dismissively.
After I parked his car, I decided to get some breakfast. I had ninety minutes to kill before it was my turn with my girlfriend. I returned to the massage parlor around eleven-fifteen, and Joy invited me into her office for some tea.
I enjoy Joy's company and I know she has some empathy for my situation. However, I felt like a complete pussy, as I waited in her office for Tim to finish enjoying Suky. Eleven-thirty rolled by and there was no sign of the two of them. Finally just before twelve-thirty, Tim strolled into Joy's office looking very relaxed. Suky was right behind him, in obvious need of a shower.
I could see vaginal secretions all over her inner thighs, and there was evidence of semen on both pieces of her bikini, and in her hair.
"Is my twelve-thirty appointment here?" she asked her Auntie.
"Yes, Rim is getting him warmed up in room four," she said with a smile. "Take a quick shower and get your ass in there Sucky. Don't keep your honored guest waiting."
"Yes Auntie, I will be quick."
Suky turned to me and said, "Sorry Timmy, we got caught up in the moment and I completely forgot about you," she began.
Then, without any modesty or shame, she wriggled out of her bikini bottoms and handed them to me. As I took them from her, I noticed that they were soaking wet with her juices and the liner was full of semen.