Monday morning came around again, Carla's phone buzzed it was her lover, her heart sank as she read the whats app message 'off on business, could be out of the country for a few weeks, I'll let you know when I'm back, stay naughty you two, H'
'Come on, pull yourself together, it's just fun' she thought, time to get back to normal life, she got to the office just before nine o'clock, the normal weekly briefing was about to start.
So she made her way to the boardroom, there was a new face there, a young black guy, no shirt and tie though, just a scruffy band tee shirt, jeans and trainers, Lucy was already flirting with him. He was a slight young man and only about as tall as Carla when she was in her heels, about 5'5' or so.
The meeting trundled along to the end, Mr Macintosh the owner of the firm asked Carla to hang back, this wasn't unusual she was the high flyer of the firm, 'Wes, wait outside please' he said to new guy.
'So Carla, what the hell is going on! You are my go to girl, you've risen quickly in the firm. But you seem way off your game lately, you do know that project is due for completion at the end of the week and IT WILL BE!' he snarled.
This was a shock, she'd never under performed in her career, 'Wes get in here' as he beckoned the new guy in, 'this is Carla, theres a huge project to be completed by Friday, you do as she says, get it done on time and there maybe a good bonus in it for the pair of you! And smarten up, this isn't a hipster beanbag firm, collar and tie tomorrow' Wes nodded at the gaffer in agreement.
Carla was determined not to let her professionalism slip, she set Wes a list of tasks to get the project back on track, turned out the young guy was a little boffin, ploughing though all the set tasks one after another, by early afternoon, Carla was getting back on track.
She headed over to the kitchenette to make a drink, Lucy followed close behind 'looks like you going to add another little bead soon' as she gave Carla a little wink.
'Not a clue what you are talking about Lucy?? This was a gift from Mike' Carla was flustered and a little angry, that the junior member of staff what quizzing her and stepping over the mark. She was shocked to a statue like state on what Lucy said next.
'Funny H said you begged like a slut for his dick on Friday night and Mike needs to up his cock sucking skills, but he also said you fuck better than me, that what he said whilst he was inside of me on Saturday night, must be an age thing, you've had more practice' Lucy clicked her heels and walked away with a smug look on her face.
Carla quickly grabbed her phone to text Mike 'one of the office juniors knows what we did with H, he's fucking her too, WTF I'm I suppose to do!!' No reply though, he won't be on his break until late afternoon.
She brought up her what's app messages from H next 'what are you playing at! Sharing our business with Lucy!!!' Instantly she could see he was typing a reply 'chill, I'm going to fuck her, in your bed when I'm back, you can share me, plus she's sort of cute, Mike can enjoy her too' H replied.
Carla was now mix of angry and upset, but she could also feel her clit swelling and getting wet 'no no no, this shouldn't be happening' she thought.
She got back to her desk and buried herself into her work, Mike still hasn't read the message, she fired him another text, saying she'd probably home late, due to getting the project finished, this was the norm when she was finishing up jobs.
'Shit, that's not cool, see when you are home, don't worry about it though' flashed up on her phone from 'hubby'. She smiled and got back to her laptop, before she knew it, it was almost 7pm, there was her, Wes and couple of others left in the office, she stretched near neck 'this laptop will be the death of my neck' she commented to Wes.
He moved round to the back of her chair, 'may I? Am the physio for the local rugby team on weekends' Wes said gently.
'You don't look like a rugby type' she smiled at him 'that's why I'm the physio, get the pleasure of seeing to overweight guys in their forties, who shouldn't be playing rugby' Wes replied.
Instantly he hit the spots to relax her neck muscles 'go on, get home and don't forget to be smart tomorrow' she ordered Wes.
Wes packed up and headed off for the evening.
Carla sat there in the low light of the office, pleased she was now back on track with her work, she looked at her phone and there was a message from H, it was a picture message. She opened it, it was Lucy on her knees, with every inch of H's dick down her throat, her mascara had ran all down her cheeks, she had a filthy look in her eyes, Carla's clit throbbed, 'why why why, this shouldn't be happening' she thought, she also couldn't think of a reply to send.
Carla forwarded the message to Mike, even though she thought she may have been breaking the law by sharing intimate pictures, buzz "has that girl got a throat?" was the reply with tongue out emoji, he didn't seem to be bothered at all by the scenario, all Carla could think that this was going to be messy and not in the good way.
Ping, meeting request popped up in Carla's work email, Mr Macintosh had requested that her and Wes walked him through the final details of the project on Friday morning at 11, that's only tomorrow she thought. At least it will be the weekend when he's done with them.
As they were finishing up on Thursday night, glad that the project was in the bag. 'Let's grab a drink?' Wes offered, 'rather have one of your back rubs' Carla joked, before she knew Wes had ordered and Uber and promised nothing more than a massage.
