Wager with a Coworker [FM][Cheating]

Cassi was my X but there was always something undefinable there between us. We had met as staffers in the political scene. We worked for different parties, I was much more of a centrist than her but it was still a little weird we were so close. I had convinced her to move next door as a part of my long campaign to seduce her and it had worked but only briefly and secretly. While we were awful relationship material we had a very strong and effective professional relationship and unfortunately high levels of sexual chemistry. It never made stuff easy for me.

She had dumped me after cheating on me a couple of times and had ended up with a huge big shot. I was a mess for a while but had recovered, I had known what I was getting myself into. We were still forced to work with each other and see each other in passing often. We were trying to make the best of a bad decision.

This starts with a text from her out of the blue. I assumed it was work related and I was right. She was running a small and annoying event but had had a big opportunity come up, she needed someone reliable and competent to take over for her and had texted me.

“I need you to take over while I handle this. You owe me, pleasse. This could be huge for me.”

“Come on, I don’t owe you shit. And there are other people you can reach out to.”

Cassi has more sexual gravitas than anyone i’ve met before or since. She was used to getting her way and had an army of guys (and girls) happy to do whatever she wanted. I was determined to not be just another thrall.

“Fine, I’ll owe you. Whatever you want, it really needs to be you who does this. I don’t have time to find anyone else.”

“You never pay me back for favors. Ever. Get someone else.”

“Can’t. Please, I need help here.”

“Okay, 300 bucks. Or, you know a blow job or whatever. “I said with a laugh.

“You’re such a fucking asshole.” Click.

She wasn’t wrong but in this case I was feeling good about myself. I had barely stood my ground to a woman I had never successfully resisted before.

That’s when I heard a knock at the door. I knew who it was and prepared myself for a fight as I walked over to let her in. She walked right past me and went straight to my room.

“What the fuck, Cassi?”

She didn’t say anything but gave me a pointed and unimpressed look. Only then did I start to grasp the situation. Her make-up was done so it looked as though she had been getting ready for something until just a moment ago. Her shoulder length hair was straight and down. She was a short and very curvy latina with an impossible tit/waist/hip ratio. She had on tiny athletic shorts that left little to the imagination and a generic zip up hoodie.

Which she started to unzip.

“I don’t have time for this shit.” She said unconvincingly.

She was definitely mad but I could tell she was fired up. She was always a sexual force of nature.

As soon as the hoodie dropped to the floor she had won. She was so confident standing there sexy and topless, I was drunk on what I saw. I had stripped before she finished gesturing to my belt.

She wasted no time getting down to her knees. My dick was instantly diamond hard. She was grinning as she took it into her mouth.

She was a pro. This was a woman who completely owned her sexuality. There was no coyness, she knew she had won and was enjoying it. She took me completely in her mouth while working the shaft with her hand. I was in shock and had to brace myself to stop from buckling. She kept the rhythm much faster than I could handle and i was making it obvious. However, She was reacting to my extcasy in a way that made it obvious this was no longer just a transactional blow job. Her cheeks were flushed as she looked up at me.

“I want you to cum in my mouth.”

I grabbed her by the hair and she went into overdrive. It was only a moment before I threw my head back and groaned as I shot a huge load into her mouth.

She stood up grinning and swallowed. She started to say something that was definitely going to be triumphant and sarcastic. I cut her off by moving in close and kissing her neck, which was her weak spot. My hand went down her shorts and felt she was dripping.

I spun her around and pushed her onto the bed, she landed on her hands and one knee. The other leg was straight and positioned her ass at an angle which made her ass loo perfect. Of course, it wasn’t an accident. She was looking over her shoulder grinning. I was her thrall again.

“Are you going to fuck me or what?”

Almost exclusively with her and only occasionally even then I could cum and still be completely hard and horny. This was definitely one of those cases. Her shorts were off in a second and she backed herself onto my dick without any effort. I grabbed one of her tits with one hand and a fistful of her hair with the other. And started pumping away. We had an effortless rhythm going instantly. She turned to look at me over her shoulder, her mouth open in pleasure but she still had that grin. She was still enjoying her victory. The sex was a cherry on top.

“Is that all you got?”

Feeling a challenge sting a little I took her by both wrists from behind and pounded away at her. Her ass was bouncing in the sexiest way possible. She lost her composure with this as she started to mutter:

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck under her breath and then finally outloud right before she came violently signaled by quivering in her thighs. We collapsed on the bed, me mostly laying on top of her.

She rolled over, and grinned at me.

“You so fucking owe me now.”

I couldn’t disagree. I had lost and would again plenty. It was definitely one of my favorite games though.

I ran her event for her grinning the whole time.

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2 comments

  1. > This starts with a **text** from her out of the blue. I assumed it was work related and I was right. She was running a small and annoying event but had had a big opportunity come up, she needed someone reliable and competent to take over for her and had **texted** me.


    >”You’re such a fucking asshole.” **Click.**

    How does this turn from a text to a phone call?

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