It's New Year's Eve, and I've been waiting for you to finish work for an hour.
I'm wearing a long black backless dress, 4 inch heels, and have had my hair done in a very formal updo.
The gym is empty, and has been since I got there. You've wanted to fuck me, but I want to keep my hair nice - we have reservations at a really nice hotel party to go to. Afterwards I've promised anything you desire, and the hotel room is amazing. We're going to fuck for 24 hours straight, drunk on champagne and bourbon.
I'm sitting on your desk, legs crossed, and you're doing everything in your power to get me wet. Kissing me slow, hands underneath my breasts, cupping them exactly how I like. You're tracing my spine with one hand....there's no bra to undo, and the back of the dress lets your hands go nearly down to my ass on bare skin.
I want you but know we have to be somewhere, so even though I can feel you're hard through your shorts, I keep protesting, but still give your cock a squeeze with my hand as your lips close in on my neck, and you bury your face in my tits, breathing hard on me.
In spite of myself I'm getting wet, and am distracted enough that you manage to pull down your shorts and step away from me, squeezing your cock slow, staring at me.
That's the moment when two guys walk into the gym. We hadn't locked the door yet. Obviously friends, definitely clients, they know you and your brother. These guys are jerks, big and meaty, almost identical. All ripped with nowhere better to be than the gym on NYE, yet they've also been drinking anyway.
Neither of us are sure what to say, but we've definitely been caught; when one mentions he can't wait to tell your brother. Concerned, you bargain with him, beers maybe? You offer a free membership, and are still bartering with him as I slide off the desk to get involved.
That's when they take a look at me. They're not as alike as I initially thought. The main one is a bit taller, bigger arms, and blonde. He nods towards me, "What about her?"
I look at you a little panicked, but you keep your cool. "She sucks an amazing cock. She'll take you, and then you can leave."
Not the response from you I was expecting.
Without a word the blonde one drops his jeans. You walk over to the door and lock it, and when you're not looking he pushes me to my knees and shoves his cock in my mouth. Its warm and sweaty, but surprisingly hard. With my eyes closed I let him slide his cock in and out of me, I'm unprepared for his strength. I'm unwilling and hesitant, so he pulls my head deeper onto him and calls me a bitch. I look over at you and you're shaking your head in disappointment at me. I have to do this properly.
I reach up and squeeze his balls, getting them wet with my spit, and begin to rub the very base of his cock. I stand higher on my knees and take him deeper, opening my lips and gagging a little as he pushes in farther down my throat. Moving forward in time with his thrusts, he pushes deeper and deeper each time, and i start to move my hand up and down his cock really fast. I lick his head, sticking my tongue inside his hole, and he begins to enjoy himself. I want to make you proud of me, so I pull him down, spreading his legs, and as he squeezes his dick I suck his balls, and move my fingers around his ass, sometimes stopping to lick from base to tip, letting a huge string of spit stick to his cock from my lips. I see you nodding at me, telling me to finish him. I take his head inside my lips and blow him really hard, shaking his cock against my face, rubbing it across my lips and all across my cheeks, trying to catch it in my mouth but he's pulsing so hard it keeps smacking against me instead, causing my face to get covered in spit and pre-cum.
I feel him harden, and know he's ready to explode, and put my lips and slide all the way down to the base, so when he cums...and he cums with such force, he's shooting it deep into my throat. He moans in enjoyment, and I let him out, having swallowed every little bit of cum.
His shorter friend has been watching this entire time, waiting for his turn. He doesn't even give me a moment to wipe the spit that glistens on the corner of my mouth before he's taking his pants off too. I'm secretly proud of myself now, and smile a little as he comes towards me. He's shorter, but rougher. He has me sit on the floor, my back up against the desk, and uses his hand to open my mouth. He guides his short, fat cock in...so thick I have to open my mouth as wide as I can to fit him inside. Right away he begins to fuck my mouth. I sit there, nowhere to move, as he shoves it in me, again and again. He pulls my face onto his cock as he pushes inside me deeper. I start to gag, barely breathing, as he pulls out to give me a moment, but then shoves it back inside me again. I'm not in control at all, and not sure what's happening. His friend tells him to give me a break, tells him, "Let her do it". Blondie knows I can finish his friend better than he can finish himself. I get a second, stand up, taking his cock in my hand, and walking him around the desk.