A Dream Come True Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

A Dream Come True Ch. 02

... about anyone overhearing, but better safe than sorry. He locked the door and turned to Rachel. "I don't know if I should kiss you or throttle you."

"Hopefully the former. I'm a bit too old for the latter," Rachel teased him with a knowing smirk.

"Rachel, don't get me wrong, I appreciate the gesture, but that could've absolutely backfired."

Rachel set her glass of sweet tea down on a coaster. "So you're telling me it worked?"

She had him there. How the hell did she always manage to do that? Mike's jaw clenched a moment before he decided to relax. ".. Yes. Yeah, it worked."

"You at least owe me all the lurid details," Rachel plied him, eyes meeting his own.

There was a moment of hesitation before he pulled a chair up to her desk and did just that. He told her all the details, exactly how it all started, what happened that weekend, and how it ended. Eventually, Emma had to head home to get ready for her own job, but more specifically, she had to go out of town as part of the functions of her own career. So he couldn't exactly demand she come over or anything. He mentioned that as well.

Rachel leaned back in her chair when he finished and pretended to fan herself off with her hand. "My goodness." She laughed, leaning forward again quickly. "I hope you'll forgive me if I tell you just how horny I am hearing all that."

"Forgiven, I guess, since I owe you one."

"You sure as hell do." Rachel smirked at him. "How long since the last time you took her? You ...

... said Sunday evening, right? It's Thursday now. You feel like emptying those balls?"

Mike stood up slowly with a stretch. "Let me guess. You want me to fuck your ass, don't you?"

"Am I that predictable?" She asked playfully.

"A little." He looked at the door to his personal office space. "My food's probably cold. And beyond that, didn't you get your tubes tied? Why go for anal?" It was a question he'd always wanted to ask her. Initially he just didn't question it, a bit too sex nuts to care at the time and the thought hadn't occurred to him at any point afterward.

She shrugged her shoulders. "I can like things besides vaginal, can't I?" She stood, calmly stepping in front of him so she could bend over the length of the desk. He wasn't entirely satisfied with that non-answer, but he knew he wouldn't get anything better, so he didn't pursue it.

"Yeah, all right, that's fair." He knew he didn't have to do this, but she had a point: the last time he'd fucked was Sunday, and for that matter, he didn't even masturbate. He didn't feel like he had to, but also, he wanted to save plenty of his seed for Emma. Though, he figured she'd forgive him if he pumped Rachel full as well, especially considering she was going to be gone for two weekends straight. "Mm. Fuck it, I think I'm okay with this."

He grabbed her skirt and lifted it up, pulling it up over her shapely ass. Rachel was a short woman, so any body fat spread to all the right places on her body, and while Emma ...