*** Everyone in this story is older than 18, and everything they does is totally legal cause they's adults."
"Stella, my team is really impressed with your work."
"I'm glad to hear it." I was on a videocall regarding a project I'd recently delivered. It was definitely the highest profile client I've ever worked with.
"Listen, I actually got authorization to make you an offer. If you'd be interested, we'd like to create a position for you, bring you on staff full time."
"I... whoa." I was not prepared for that. Frank, the man on the screen, explained the details of the job. My salary would be impressively generous. I'd get to work on some really cool projects... but there was one big catch.
"I know you like working from home, and we can somewhat work with that, but we would like you to be in the office with the team two days per week."
"Wow. Ok. Yeah... I... Can I get back to you?"
"Absolutely. You can consider this an open offer. Any time you decide you're ready for a big move, give me a call. We'll make it happen."
I sat back in my chair a little dazed. Neil had been sitting on the couch during the call, quietly and respectfully reading. Now that I was finished, he set the book down and turned to look at me, "I didn't hear all of that, but it sounded like a big deal."
I nodded absently, "Yeah."
He gestured for me and I walked over to the couch. I sat down on his lap, my backside resting on one of his thighs with my legs between his. I leaned against his shoulder with both of his arms around my waist. He looked up at me with so much affection in his gaze, "How are you feeling, Hon?"
"I'm feeling a lot."
"Ok. Fair enough. How about this: What's going through your head?"
I let out a pensive breath, "We'd have to move." By this point, it was a given that if I went somewhere, Neil would be coming with me. We were together. We were a couple. Partners.
"How does that thought make you feel?"
Another big breath, "We'd be away from everyone. We wouldn't get to see them very often."
"No. We wouldn't."
"The job would be great."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. I really like Frank's team, the ones I've worked with so far. I had a great time on this project and it'd be great to work on this kind of thing on a regular basis."
"Good thought."
"I've never lived anywhere but here." Obviously, I meant this area rather than my apartment. It had always been my home.
"Wow," he was doing such a good job of being supportive while encouraging me to go on. My understanding, sweet guy.
"Money would be REALLY good."
He laughed slightly, "Might be a big adventure."
"Might be."
"Can I tell you something?"
"What's that, Love?"
"I'm very proud of you."
I wrapped my arms around his neck so our faces were close together. "Hmmm. Why's that?"
His hands moved about my waist, "I'm proud of you for doing such good work."
I kissed his nose, "Thank you."
"I'm proud of you for showing them how amazing and wonderful you are."
"You think I'm wonderful, huh?"
He pulled me in and laid a kiss on my neck. I started to let out some slight, soft moans at the feeling of his lips on my skin.
"I think you're enchanting." He kissed me more with each new phrase, "I think you're stunningly gorgeous... you're thoughtful... intelligent... creative... I think you're Sweet... Hardworking... Scrumptious."
"Mmmm... Scrumptious?"
"Oooooh yes. You taste so... sooo good."
"Which parts of me do you like to taste?"
"I adore... every... single... inch of you."
I pulled back to let him take my top off and unhook my bra. I gripped hard onto his head while his mouth enveloped my hard nipple. His tongue moved all about me. Oh his tongue! I endured that bliss for as long as I could then I urgently tapped him on the shoulder. He let go so we could both stand up and scramble out of the rest of our clothes. He plopped back down on the couch, completely on his own by the way. Me shoving his shoulders had no effect at all. I was plenty wet by this point, and of course he was already hard. God, I love how his cock is ready so easily! I was very soon on my knees, straddling him on our couch. It felt amazing to ride him. The angle was perfect, and the soft cushion beneath my knees...
And THAT was when we heard a key in the front door. We both froze, and didn't have time to move or react before the door flew open and a woman in knee length stretch pants and a denim jacket walked boldly inside, "Well! Looks like I got here at the right time!"
"Mikayla!" I exclaimed.
She took a few steps to stand behind the couch, placed her hand on Neil's cheek and leaned down so her face was all he could see. "Hey there, Stud!"
Neil's eyes were wide and he was clearly too shocked to react, but I did feel a powerful pulse of his cock in me when she touched him. It made it quite breathy and unsteady when I said, "Oh...hooo OK... Will you join me in the bedroom?"
Mikayla walked down the hall, swishing her hips, and called out in the most sing-songy voice, "You got it, Babe!"
I got off of Neil, who was confused and pretty much terrified. I hurried to the other side of the couch and leaned down to give him a brief, and hopefully reassuring kiss on his stunned lips, "Everything's fine. Just give us a few minutes, Sweetheart." I rushed into the bedroom and shoved the door closed behind me.
Mikayla was sitting on the edge of my bed, the hair on one side of her head was shaved. The rest was dyed a dark bluish green and brushed to the other side so it draped along her face, which had THE most smug, self-satisfied expression I have EVER see. "You're a fuckin' liar!"
I gave an exasperated sigh and plopped down naked on the bed beside her, "I know."