Flash Fiction Friday: The final betrayal

The final betrayal

I could smell the two of them the second I opened the front door. The mixture of sweat, sex, aftershave and perfume filling the hallway before the door was even half open and, this, after all the promises it would never happen again.

Pushing the door, fully, open I stared at the stairs. Shoes, panties, a tie, bra, shirt and blouse all spread out, going up. The two of them couldn't even wait until they were inside properly. Well, this time enough was enough.

He'd been warned more than once, and this time I meant it, we were finished.

©JSMorbius

Tantalizing Tuesday Tease: Sealing the deal

Sealing the deal

Waiting until everyone else had left the office I stood up, made my way to the door and locked it.

“So be honest. What did you think?” I asked, walking back towards the director desk.

“Honestly. I thought your manager was an amateur, the presentation stunk and to sign up to a deal with him would ruin my reputation.”

“Surely there's some way we can come to an arrangement.”

“Not unless someone gets rid of him.”

“Are you sure about that,” I said softly, before walking around his desk and dropping to my knees in front of him.

“Don't tell me you're going to beg. That's just pathetic.”

Instead of replying I just looked up at him, placed my hand on his crotch and slowly undid his zipper. When he didn't stop me I reached in to his trousers, slipped my hand in to his boxers, wrapped my fingers around his, rapidly, hardening shaft and released his cock.

“I'm sure we could come to some sort of arrangement,” I whispered, before opening my mouth taking every inch of his shaft to the back of my throat.

©JSMorbius