office crisis

Chapter 6

Toni's POV

Today, I want to look extra cute for Cheryl. I want her to ask me to be her girlfriend. And I want us to marry each other and have lots of children but that's another story...

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Before I enter the office, I check myself in the mirror. My skirt is a little scruffy. And my lips are not evenly over lined. And my mascara is not looking great today. All because of stupid allergies, I can't even do my make up without sneezing every few seconds.

I fix myself and go in.

"Whoa, your eyes are red."
"Oh, allergies." I smiled warmly.
"Thought you smoked a blunt."
"No silly. I have really bad allergies."
"Just take medication."
"Nothing helps."  I said as she walked towards me to lock the door, which were right behind me.
"I can ask my husband to prescribe you something stronger, maybe that will help."
"Oh...thanks." Pause.
"ASK WHO?!" I screamed as I tugged at her shirt and pulled her in front of me.
"What are you? Deaf?"
"A HUSBAND?!"
"Oh, that's what you meant. Not my real husband."
"There's an unreal husband?!"
"Yeah, I didn't have a wedding, I just signed the papers. It helped me in terms of job. I won't bother you with that story."
"Who is he?" I asked rather calmly now. But I was everything but calm.
"Just my friend from high school."
"Which fucking friend Cheryl?!"
"Antoinette? What the fuck?"
"Cheryl answer me right now!" I tugged her shirt with both hands.
"My friend Reggie! Gosh! What's wrong with you?"
"Cheryl you used to date him!"
"What?!"
"You used to hook up with him!"
"How do you know that for God's sake Antoinette?" She underestimates my stalking skills.
"Are you two still dating?"
"We never dated. It was occasional sex."
"So you're still having occasional fucking sex?"
"Time for a nap?"
"Cheryl I just came!"
"Shut your mouth."
"Cher-"

I couldn't finish the sentence. She kissed me. Cheryl fucking Blossom kissed me. My fucking crush kissed me.

"You talk too much."
"That's it?" I was disappointed because I only got a peck. I thought it would be a real kiss.
She smiled and took my hand, afterwards she guided me to the sofa and pushed me slowly until I was resting on it.

"You are very cute."
"D-Does that mean like- I'm just cute, not sexy? Or-"
"Teenage hormones." She smiled softly before slowly unbuttoning my shirt. I almost protested, before I felt the butterflies in my stomach. She was in between my legs and occasionally I'd feel her knee touch my pussy and it made me moan a little.

My chest was now exposed and she slowly pulled my bra straps down, but she didn't take my bra off.
"D-Do you like it?"
"What exactly?"
"My bra. You didn't take it off."
"Be patient."
"Are you gonna make love to me?"
"Patience Antoinette."

That means she won't. Great. I was waiting for her to do something.

"Alright, come here." She pulled me up until I was on her, straddling her thighs.

"What now?" I asked. She doesn't seem like she enjoys normal vanilla sex. She seems kinky as fuck. But she's not really showing it right now. Maybe she's a sweetheart deeply inside.

"Nothing."
"Nothing? I thought you were like...very sexual, or kinky." Wow it was so hard to say it.
"We're not having sex doll."
"No? Why did you take my shirt off?"
"Well I did calm you down, and that was my intention."
I looked down shyly.

I felt her pushing my head up with her palm. We looked at each other before she put her thumb on my bottom lip, tugging at it slightly.
She bit the inside of her cheeks before she slowly pushed her thumb inside of my mouth.
I allowed myself to lightly lick the tip of her mouth, which she liked, I mean she pushed the thumb deeper inside of my mouth, she must have liked it.

"Try sucking on it." She whispered.
The problem is, I don't know what to do and how to obey that.
I slowly cupped her whole finger with my lips, and dragged it in and out of my mouth.
"Good." Thank god.
I continued, picking up the pace just slightly.

After about ten second I slowly bit on the tip of her finger and kept it that way, not wanting to continue.

She took her thumb out of my mouth and grabbed my thighs with both hands, I felt her wet finger on my leg.

"Will you help me? I have a lot of work today."
I nodded bluntly.
"Thank you, doll."
I guess that's my new nickname.

We stood up and she buttoned my shirt again, fixing it and straightening it up.

"You're nice today." I managed to spat out, considering how fucking hot and confused I felt at the very moment.
"I guess I am." She smiled before patting my ass urging me to walk to the computers.

I kinda forgot she was fucking married for a second there.