Sex In The Office
S*x In The Office – Chapter 32

Jorge enjoyed sticking his c**k into his secretary while she resisted, the brunette refused to let the other one suck her p***y, but having them both like that was sadistic and exciting.

And he knew that his secretary didn’t have much choice, since he faithfully suspected that the bitch was the one who betrayed him. However, making her believe that he believed her gave him the advantage of riding her as often as he wanted.

The luxuries she was accustomed to could not be afforded if she stopped working as his secretary. He was not going to quit just like that, the CEO closed his eyes tightly and held the head of the younger brunette with one hand and the waist of his secretary with the other.

At the same time he continued to penetrate her p***y with bestiality.

-Ahhh! Yes, how nice to f**k two women at the same time.

-Please, Jorge, finish this shit at once.

-Enjoy it…

He flattens his lips as he feels his o****m coming, then bites his lower l*p and looks down a little to see his c**k in and out of his secretary’s wet p***y. He spreads her legs a little wider and then pushes the other woman away.

He grabs both of her thighs and starts ramming her fast, his movements provoking a rich and delicious sound to his ears, it was so erotic that it drove him crazy. Jorge manages to come inside the brunette’s p***y successfully.

A bit sweaty and a bit exhausted, he pulls out his c**k bathed in clear fluids. He moves away from his secretary who stands up and starts to arrange his clothes.

-That was the worst f**k in the world, I don’t intend to f**k this woman ever again,” he angrily shoves his clothes back on.

-If you don’t like it, leave your letter of resignation on my desk. You’re no good to me if you’re not willing.

-You didn’t hire me to f**k, but to work.

-But you like f*****g me, and if you like your job, you’ll have threesomes with me whether you like it or not.

The brunette looks angrily at her boss, then sees the young woman getting dressed.

-And who the hell is this? She’s a girl.

-She’s already a woman and very ambitious to be honest with you.

The young woman finishes dressing and runs out of the office. Her secretary stares at her while Jorge stares at her still naked tits.

-Don’t tell me you’re jealous, that would be stupid of you,” she looks at him very seriously.

-Of course not, I’m not an idiot.

She turns around to head for the door, she felt so humiliated and disgusted by how Jorge used her. It was disgusting that he f****d that woman and then put it in her.

-What a f*****g pig.

He sits at his desk, then opens his desk drawer looking at the envelope where he had the next pictures for his beloved wife. I catch him f*****g two women at the same time.

He had already removed the cameras from Jorge’s office, with those last pieces of evidence he had enough to finish f*****g that bastard’s marriage. But she knew she was going to have to quit her job, Jorge wasn’t going to believe her story that she wasn’t the guilty one forever.

She bites her lips and suspects that if she hands over those photographs that same day, she won’t be able to come back the next day.

-Shit, because of this bastard I’ll have to resign.

Anyway, if she didn’t leave, that bastard was going to keep using her in the most disgusting and meanest way possible. First he’d start like that, and then he’d make her do things she didn’t want to do.

At that moment she thought about what had happened, and thought that he had practically raped that young girl, including herself.

[…]

Near the end of the afternoon, Eliza was looking out the window, noticing that the guy her husband had hired to watch her was at the door, he would never leave the place. Then she looked down and noticed that he had a phone on him.

That gave her an idea, she ran to the kitchen to grab a frying pan; the strongest one she had. She holds it tightly as she grips the handle tightly.

The brunette walks to the door and when she looks out the window she notices that the guy is not there, she frowns, then, he appears out of nowhere and she hides. He knocks on the door and Eliza remains silent.

-Lady, a package has arrived for you.

<A parcel? Is it from Catrina?

She opens the door hiding the frying pan, the sturdy man holds out the yellow envelope. One she recognised quickly, it was identical to the previous one she received with pictures of her husband being unfaithful. She frowns and feels afraid.

-Who left it?

-A little boy…

Eliza bites her lips and nods, then notices the man turn around and face away from her. She swallows dryly and without thinking too much she plants the frying pan on his head with all the strength her body could muster.

She pulls back as she sees the guard collapse to the ground, she looks at him with huge eyes. Breathing heavily as she believes she could have killed the man, she bends down as best she can and takes his pulse.

-He’s alive! He’s alive! Yes, well…

She grabs him by the arms to pull him inside the house, takes his mobile phone and starts to dial the number of her boss’s office. But the damn thing was ringing and no one was answering.

-Shit…

She dials the number of the house, the same one her sister called her from several times.

[…]

Dorian was in his office that night, they had left work early and as soon as they got home he went straight to his office. The night before he had been forced to take another bedroom and was doing everything he could to get his head in order.

But it didn’t do him any good, Catrina was very much in his head. He couldn’t get her out of his thoughts and that created a problem since it was leading him to think about something that distressed him and at the same time made him uneasy.

He looks down and sees his half-drunk drink, it was possible that he was no longer seeing her as just another f**k. That meant…

-Do I like her? -that question made him frown,

He takes the glass and takes a sip, the hotness of it made him wrinkle his nose and pucker his lips.

-Oh f**k! I like that woman more than I should, that’s what’s happening to me. And avoiding her won’t get me shit, it’ll only increase my desire to f**k her.

Furious with himself he stands up to go to her and let her know what was going on between the two of them, but just at that moment the phone starts ringing, he pretends to answer it when someone else disconnects.

He is surprised since the only other person in the house besides him was Catrina. He stealthily picks up the receiver and listens to the conversation on the other end of the line.

-What are you saying?

-You have to come to my house right now, please, you have to come right now. I don’t know how much longer it’s going to take Jorge.

-I’m coming right now.

The brunette hangs up the call and Dorian is left analysing the quick conversation. He frowns, it didn’t make sense. It was obvious that the caller was Eliza, but Dorian thought they were angry, but they didn’t seem to be.

Suddenly he hears a faint sound outside, he looks up, he expected Catrina to notify him about his departure, but she didn’t. The truth is that he left very quietly. The truth is that she left very quietly.

He walks outside and hears nothing in the house, then he looks up the stairs to the bedroom and notices something he didn’t notice before. The wardrobe was empty.

[…]

Catrina was on edge inside the taxi, she didn’t have a penny to pay for it, but she would take care of that later. She was so afraid for her sister that she didn’t say goodbye to Dorian, she just grabbed her suitcase and left.

Eliza hadn’t told him properly what was going on, she could only tell him in tears that she had hit a man and that she should run home.

She didn’t understand what was going on in that house, but she hoped it wasn’t anything serious… then she thought of Dorian with melancholy, it wasn’t going to work anyway, he was only looking for s*x and she, well, she had fallen in love like an idiot.

They were a combination that no matter how hard they tried it wasn’t going to work. She looked out the window, it was better to end it now while she could before her situation with him got worse.

At that moment she spots her sister’s house and pulls the car over.

She gets out with her things and runs inside, when her sister enters, she intercedes halfway.

-Eliza, for God’s sake, what’s going on? Well, tell me later, the taxi is waiting to take us somewhere else.

-We can’t leave yet.

-What? -What are you talking about?

Her sister walks out into the street and pays the taxi fare, then walks in with Catrina holding hands.

-What the hell are you doing? We were going to get the hell out of here with that taxi.

When Catrina enters the house she sees a man lying on the floor completely tied up and with a gag in his mouth. The man was wringing the knots of the rope to get free.

-What the hell have you done? Who is this guy? He looks up to see his sister crying non-stop.

-Jorge discovered me, yesterday he attacked me and I had no choice but to confront him.

-But what did you do? I told you…

-I know what you told me, I was so scared that I didn’t know what else to do. I couldn’t call the police, I could only call you.

-You should have called the police earlier.

The younger brunette denies.

-He cut all the phone lines in the house, I had to beat up this guy who imposed on me to watch me, and I stole his mobile phone.

-Well, well, never mind. Let’s get out of here, do you have your stuff?

-He robbed me, found my savings and took it all.

Now that was a serious problem, the two of them didn’t have any money left, what should they do?

-We’ll have to ask Dorian for help.

-My boss?

-I’m sure he’ll help us for a while, until we can go away and give birth and disappear.

-Jorge will replace us, he knows where my boss lives.

-Dorian won’t let him in.

His sister sees the bruise on his cheek, that was evidence to keep George away from Eliza, she needed to file a report. Maybe they should go to the police first.

-We need to get out of here right now, then we’ll see what we can do. Where’s your stuff?

-Upstairs.

-What are you waiting for? Go get her shit…

His sister went upstairs and then looked at the guard who was still looking aggressive as he was still tied up.

-I’m sorry,” he whispers. But your boss is a f*****g bastard.

-Is that what you think?

Jorge covers her mouth and then holds her around the waist.

-I knew you’d come for your sister, you’re a fool. But at least I got you out of hiding,” Catrina rolled in his arms, but he wouldn’t let go. How useless is this guy, how is it possible that a simple pregnant woman could f**k him up like this.

Eliza came downstairs with a bag in her hand when she saw her husband grabbing her sister roughly.

-Jorge, what are you doing?

-Are you going to leave me?

-Let go of my sister.

-I told you that you would bring her to me, and now that I have her here, no one will take her out of my house.

-She has nothing to do with us, you’re crazy.

George smiles mischievously and instead of holding the brunette’s waist, he moves his hand up to crown one of her tits under his wife’s gaze.

-Does this bother you, my dear? -Catrina started to cry and kick, but he just squeezed her tit harder, “You don’t like me touching another woman’s body, now you’ll see me f**k your sister in front of your eyes, how do you like that?

-You’re a dirty, filthy fucker. You’re going to rot in jail, if you rape my sister you’ll go to jail.

-I doubt that very much love, neither of you are getting out of here. You will call your boss and tell him a nice story that you and your sister are not going to work for him anymore. I don’t want him bothering us.

-I won’t.

-Get off that shit and go to the living room, stupid. -I won’t. Now you’ll see how your husband f***s your sister over and over again.

Eliza starts crying helplessly, she was expecting an 8 month old baby, anything stupid she did could cause something bad for her son.

Jorge lays Catrina’s body roughly on the sofa and she tries to get up.

-But he slaps her fiercely and she ends up lying on the bed again.

-Your sister is usually very aggressive, you have to treat her like that. You can imagine, when I tried to f**k her in the car she got away from me very cleverly. But she likes it, doesn’t she?

The CEO lies down on top of her and reaches between her legs, then slides his hand down her thigh to slip it under her skirt.

-JORGE, NOOOO, PLEASE NOOOOOOO,” Eliza tries to get him off her, but he pushes his wife away and she falls onto the other couch.

-Stay there, you stupid whore, and watch me stick my c**k in your sister’s p***y.