**This story picks up right where Pt 1 left off**
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When I finished looking at Mary's social media posts, I set my phone down and got ready for work. I showered, dressed, and headed out the door to my car. The possession stone was in my work bag, as I was not willing to let it out of my sight. I made it to work and went to my office to begin work for the day. I had plenty of work to do but I couldn't focus on any of it. All I could think of was the events of the previous 12 hours.
Around lunch time, Katie, the paralegal who also worked as our office secretary, came into my office to ask if I wanted anything when she made a coffee run for the boss.
"Umm," I thought out loud.
"I don't have all day," Katie snapped inpatiently.
"I'm good," I said, trying to control the tone of my voice. I knew from experience Katie was quick to complain to the partners if she perceived any type of disrespect. Katie rolled her eyes and walked away. "What a bitch," I thought to myself. Then an idea hit me, I could use the possession stone to teach that bitch a lesson.
As soon as I had that thought, I started to smile. I began to make a plan. I would have Katie throw herself at one of the partners, and then return to my body mid fuck. She would never even know what happened to make her behaive that way. I waited for Katie to leave on the coffee run and non-chalantly made my way to her desk. I noticed a lose strand of blonde hair stuck to her chair and I nimbly plucked it from the chair.
I returned to my office and shut the door, I opened the jar and removed Mary's hair, replacing it with Katie's. I placed the jar in my pocket and opened my door again, waiting for Katie to return. Eventually, she returned and I saw her place the coffee tray on her desk while she removed her jacket. I quickly shut and locked my door, laid on the floor and placed the possession stone on my chest. "Possess." I stated.
I was instantly in control of Katie's body. I picked up the tray and dropped off each of my co-workers' coffees to them, saving the partner for last. I knocked on his door and entered when I heard him beckon. "Mr. Johnson, I've got your coffee for you," I said in a sultry voice I've never heard Katie use before. I shut the door behind me and walked over to his desk. I placed the coffee down in front of him, and immediately began unbottoning Katie's blouse.
He looked up at me with a confused look on his face and started to speak. "Katie, what are you doing?" he started. I didn't let him finish though, and I pulled his chair away from his desk and climbed onto his lap, placing my mouth on his and grinding Katie's crotch into his. He hesitated at first, but then kissed me back and ran his hands all over Katie's body, feeling her tits, squeezing her ass. He pulled my unbottoned shirt off me and and then my bra. I stood up, finished undressing and returned to straddle his lap. I reached for Mr. Johnson's belt and unbuckled it, followed by his pants. I got up and pulled his pants down as he lifted his hips. I knelt in front of him and pulled his boxers down, freeing a surprisingly big cock.
"It's so big," I said like a slut, before taking his cock into my mouth. I sucked on Mr. Johnson's dark shaft until he was fully erect, and then stood up. I turned around and bent over Mr. Johnson's desk. He had risen and was lining his cock up with Katie's wet pussy when I looked over my shoulder at him, "fuck me hard, sir."
He obliged and shoved his cock into me. I moaned out in both pain and pleasure as I felt his thick cock stretch Katie's pussy wide open. I don't know how big Katie's husband's cock is, but Mr. Johnson is definitely stretching me, I mean her, out. He began to thrust into our pussy and I moaned and grunted with every pump of his cock into me.
Just as I started to feel an orgasm building, I said "return" and instantly, I was back in my office, lying on the floor. I got to my feet and made my way to Mr. Johnson's office. I looked through the window in his door and saw he was plowing into Katie hard. She didn't seem to be trying to make him stop either now that she was back in control. I heard Mr. Johnson grunting as he came inside Katie. I raised my phone and took several pictures of the scene in front of me before returning to my desk. I couldn't help but smile to myself.
A few minutes later, I saw Katie walk past my door, heading back to her desk. She wasn't walking quite right and I knew it was the hard fucking Mr. Johnson had given her. I went out to Katie's desk and innocently asked, "are you feeling okay? You look flushed."
"Uh, yeah," Katie stammered, "I'm fine."
