"The training begins..."
Work is less exciting than the recruitment process had led me to expect! I spend three days a week in the office, and the first two weeks are largely spent organising, documenting procedures, and making travel and accommodation plans for...
"The job offer"
I arrive at your office for the third time and we take our familiar places now, in the office behind Reception. It is just the two of us this time and you have told me that a formal job offer...
"The Second Interview..."
I arrive on time again and say hi to the Receptionist, who grins very widely. It is the same girl who was on Reception last week and had overheard the two of us at our last interview, through the intercom....
"The interview, Part 2."
You are lying back across your office desk, legs wide apart in front of my face. I place the palms of my hands on the insides of your thighs, gently pressing them further apart, but more importantly, my thumbs are...
"The interview, Part 1"
I do not need to work for any financial reasons, but I have missed the social aspect of office working ever since I 'retired'; or at least stopped working for a wage. The Pandemic and lockdowns complicated matters further and...
"... reality IRL..."
We meet online again at our regular time and discuss the recent session with Ella and Anna.It becomes clear that although you enjoyed viewing at the time and could concentrate more on your own satisfaction while Ella took control of...
"... and reality online..."
Some days later, we chat online. The second scheduled session with Anna and Ella is due soon.You ask whether I had enjoyed the first; of course, I had, but I was also concerned about your feelings. You say you had...
"Online reality...."
Our online relationship has not been going so well since our second meeting IRL and your return to the US.We have tried to continue as before, but we cannot escape the feeling that something is missing now. Indeed, it is...
"...the crime-scene is splashed with DNA."
Now I am lying back on the bed, listening to you conspiring with the girls again, and trying to relax. My cock has relaxed a little too, and lies up over my belly, with the head resting in my navel....
"witnesses... or partners in crime...?"
I walk into your hotel room, followed nervously by Ella and Anna, and you close the door behind us all, leaning with your back against it.You say, “Now, Simon, this could be the night of your life! Girls, I'd love...