Standing next to the couch, Abigail hiked her suit’s skirt up to her hips and sat down. She held her e-reader in her left hand as her right dropped to her wide-spread legs, pushed aside her panties, and fingered her wet pussy. Pussy. That was a word she would never say out loud to anyone, but in her sexual fantasies—fantasies that included Gray and Remi—they loved it when she talked dirty to them.
As she ran her fingers over her clit and through her folds, she read two more paragraphs of the scene between Master Zach and Pricilla before they were replaced by her and Gray in her mind. She put the digital device on the couch beside her.
Abigail closed her eyes as Remi joined his brother in Gray’s office with Abby bent over the desk, her ass bare to them.
“You’re our naughty secretary, aren’t you, Abby?” Master Remi asked. “And naughty secretaries get punished, don’t they?”
She swallowed hard at the unyielding, yet seductive tone of his voice. “Yes, Master Remi, I’m so naughty. I need to be punished for losing that important file you needed.”
“Most definitely,” Master Gray told her. “Maybe ten spanks will remind you to be more responsible, Abby.”
“T-ten, Sir?”
“Yes, ten. Unless you want more than that?”
Before she could answer him, his flat hand landed on her right ass cheek with a smack that echoed in the room, followed quickly by Master Remi’s palm on her left.
“Ohhhh. Yes, Sirs. Spank me. Please spank me so I don’t forget next time.”
The fantasy continued to play out in Abigail’s mind as her fingers moved faster and harder over her clit.
After they were done spanking her, they laid her naked on the desk. Remi pulled her hips until her sore ass was at the edge. He dropped his dress pants, revealing his glorious, erect cock. As he lined it up with her vagina, she turned her head to see Gray had also stripped and his dick was just as impressive as his brother’s. He wrapped her hand around it and showed her how to pump him as Remi thrust forward, impaling and filling her with his thick shaft.
“Oh, yes. Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Oh, yes! Yes! Please, faster!”
Abigail shifted so she could lay back, putting one foot on the back of the couch and leaving the other one on the floor. She plunged two fingers into her drenched pussy, fucking it as she imagined Remi’s cock taking her. In her fantasy, Gray’s fingers went to her nipples, where he pinched and plucked the taut peaks.
“Oh, God, yes! I love that! More, please!” Staring up into Master Gray’s eyes, she told him, “Your cock is beautiful. It feels amazing. I can’t wait for you to fuck me, too.”
A sexy, evil grin spread across his handsome face. “Why should you wait? Open that pretty mouth of yours and take me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He fucked her mouth while Remi fucked her cunt. Faster and harder with every thrust until she couldn’t hold back the tidal wave of pleasure that flooded her. “Ohhhh! Gray! Remi! Yessss! Ahhhh!”
She came hard and the men did too. It was pure ecstasy to be taken by both of them at once.
Her eyes slammed shut, as from head to toe, she quaked from the intense pleasure. When the fireworks behind her eyelids began to fade, Abigail realized she’d been talking out loud during her fantasy, but between the two locked doors, no one could have heard her. Pulling her fingers from her core, she glanced at the ornate clock on a shelf in the dark wood bookcase. Ten minutes before she had to get back to work. As much as she wanted to languish in the afterglow of her orgasm, she stood and pulled down her skirt with one hand. Thankfully, both CEOs had wet bars in their offices, and she stepped over to the sink. After cleaning up as quickly as she could, Abigail wiped down the couch with a damp paper towel, grabbed her e-reader, and took one last look around. Sure there was no sign she’d been there, nor what she’d done, she opened the door and headed to her desk.