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**- Chapter 3: Tracy -**

“She’s hot, isn’t she?” I whispered into Kelly’s ear. He was awkwardly standing in the middle of the bar, not knowing anyone at my business party I’d roped him into gonna with me. I had gone to get us drinks, then disappeared into the crowd to chat with a coworker, leaving him alone, uncomfortable, and thirsty. Making Kelly uncomfortable gave me some weird satisfaction and I smiled watching him awkwardly shuffling his feet, surrounded by strangers. He was avoiding eye contact, clearly not in the mood for empty chit-chat. Then, he spotted my beautiful coworker, Sydney, from across the bar. The young woman was gorgeous, no doubt, but he was ogling her a little too much for my liking. The pangs of jealousy welled inside me, which was strange because I already shared him with two other women… three if I count our adventure with Cammi. But the way he was looking at Sydney was different. He wasn’t just eyeing a gorgeous woman, he was studying her. I’d had enough and I snaked up behind him, catching him still staring. I at all times pointed out gorgeous people, asking him if he thinks they’re attractive. Considering our experience with Cammi, and being in a four-way relationship, he never held back his comment knowing I would never get jealous. I admired gorgeous things, especially gorgeous women, but…

He turned to face me. “Yeah, she is,” he said flatly. “Do you know her? Does she go to the university?” *Ouch, he already wants to know everything about her.*

I hid my feelings and chuckled while handing him a drink. “Yeah I know her, I work with her.” He took a sip of his drink without looking at what it was and cringed at the intense smoky taste. “Scotch… Neat. I thought that’s what real men drink,” I joshed.

“Ugh, I haven’t drank scotch since…” Then, understanding my words, I finished his sentence.

“Since you were trying to impress Cammi.” A self-congratulatory smirk spread wide across my face. He had to admit, I knew how to tease him better than anyone. “And no, I don’t think you know her from campus.”

He placed a hand on my hip and nonchalantly spun us in a one-eighty so he could see the blonde again. *Fuck, he’s obsessed.* “Hmm, she looks so familiar.”

No longer able to hold back, I snapped, “Whatever. You just have the hots for her.”

His expression changed, something had clicked in his mind. I peered over my shoulder to see Sydney laughing, her head tilted back a little and displaying her bright smile. “Farrah Fawcett!” He exclaimed loud enough for a couple of people to turn in my direction.

“What? No, her name is Sydney,” I clarified.

“She looks just like Farrah Fawcett from a poster I had on my bedroom wall when I was a kid.” I stared at him with a blank expression, having no idea who Farrah Fawsett was. Kelly looked at me like I was from another planet, “Oh come on… Farrah Fawsett… Charlie’s Angels… Logan’s Run.”

“How old are you?” I asked a little too earnestly.

“Oh fuck off. I’m not that old. My mom loves everything from the ‘70s. And I loved Farrah Fawsett.”

“Jesus, stop saying Farrah Fawsett.” *I really am jealous.* “Anyways, her name is Sydney. She was Ms. Chen’s intern before me.”

“Is Ms. Chen your boss?”

“Yes, do you listen when I talk to you about work?” *Shit, that was passive aggressive as hell… It’s because Charlie and Jamie got their orgasms and I’m pissed off horny.* He’d wanted to satisfy me earlier in the day, but I had to help with the business party; therefore, I had to leave home before he could free-use my cunt in the shower.

“I just don’t think you’ve ever told me her name before.” He gave me a warm smile, “I know what you do and that you’re a badass working for a badass woman. Now I know her name is Ms. Chen.” *Oh Kelly, he knows me better than I know myself sometimes. Fuck, I love him.*

“I’m sorry, it’s just been a day and now I’m drinking on an empty stomach.” Kelly’s expression changed again, like another lightbulb went off, but I continued, “Do you want to meet her?”

“Ms. Chen or Sydney?” he snarked. I playfully swatted his arm. “I do, but let’s get some protein in you first.” *Yes, please, before I bite his head off if he looks at Sydney again.* He took me by the hand and started towards the restrooms.

“The buffet is over there,” I said while trying to pull him in that direction. He didn’t say anything, me in tow until I realized where we were headed. Once I did, I skipped past him and pulled him into the ladies room. *Finally, use my pussy.* I didn’t even check to see if anyone saw us. *Fuck it, I don’t care about these people as long as Ms. Chen didn’t see.*

Gripped in an embrace, lips locked together, we crashed into a stall. He turned and locked the door, turned back to me and I’d already dropped my panties to my ankles. “Make it quick, I can’t get caught,” I said while bustling my hips, hiking up my dress.

He turned me around by my shoulders and gently forced me over. My hands fell on the toilet tank with a clang. With me and the ladies, no matter how many times he came, he could at all times get hard. *God he’s the best!* And it was no different then. He pulled out his quickly stiffening cock as he sucked on his thumb, eyeing my inviting asshole. While wetting my asshole with his thumb he massaged the entrance to my tight pussy with his cockhead, pleasuring himself in spreading my silky folds. I quietly moaned, “Mmm, that feels good, but hurry up and fuck me.”

With that he plunged his thumb in between my tight ring of muscles, then used that hand to guide me back, spearing my pussy on his rod. The lid of the toilet tank rattled every time he thrust forward, only to guide me back by my asshole until he was balls deep again. After a dozen thrusts I reached down and fondled his testicles for a few thrust before I rubbed my clit. Like a metronome he pumped into me and pulled me back… pumped into me… pulled me back. I was close and my pussy began contracting around his cock. He drove as far into me as his cock would go, perfectly deep, and briskly thumb-fucked my asshole until I came. I had no idea if anyone came into the ladies room while we were in there, but if anyone was there at that moment there would’ve been no mistaking what was happening from the sounds I made.

It wasn’t an earth-shattering, life-changing orgasm, but as at all times, Kelly satisfied me. Once my orgasm subsided I whispered, “Did you cum?”

“No, not yet. You need your protein, remember.” Confused what he meant I spun around to face him. He moved to grab her hair but stopped just short. It was done up elegantly for the party and he almost ruined it. It hit me, *Aha! My protein is waiting to be sucked out of him.* I squatted down and eagerly gobbled up his cock, relishing in tasting myself on it.

I sucked and stroked at a frenetic rate, then sucked off the tip. “Give me your cum now! I need it.” I knew how hot he wondered it was when I, or the other ladies, begged for his cum, and that begging would speed up his orgasm. Doing what got Kelly hot and bothered was all fine and good, but begging for his cum was true. I loved his cum. The taste of it, the texture of it. The feeling of his cock pulsing as he emptied his balls. It was like a drug and drug addicts beg for their next fix. Sure enough it worked again. A few more tongue swirls and when I felt it throb and I sighed my approval through my nose. As soon as his first pulse emptied into my mouth I sucked hard needing that cum fix. Like a vacuum in an air duct, I hoovered everything he had to give and swallowed it down, gulp after gulp.

I stood, licked my lips, stared him in the eyes, and zipped his cock back inside his slacks. He dropped to a knee and grabbed my panties, then placed them in his pocket. “These are mine now,” he grinned.

“Fuck, I’m already down one pair today,” then playfully pushed him out of the way to exit the stall. I peered over my shoulder with a jubilant smile, smacked my ass, and said, “Thanks Kelly. I already feel much better.”

NSFW: yes

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