Office Fling Part 2-The Punishment (MMFF,MMF,MF, anal, bi curiosity,BDSM,squirting,facial)

Here’s the second part to the Office fling story.

Read part 1 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cxdimm/office_fling_mfmff_nonconconanalstrapon/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cxdimm/office_fling_mfmff_nonconconanalstrapon/)

Ethan looked up at the clock, it was almost 7pm, 2 hours after most people in the office had gone home. He had been hard at work all day barring that small interruption, not that he was upset as it had been a while since he had felt pleasure that intense, and he was still nowhere near finding a solution to the downsizing problem. Just the thought of the events that had transpired earlier was enough to send blood flowing to his now erect shaft. He contemplated having a wank but then thought better of it. He had to go home and face his punishment for earlier. He grabbed his coat off the hook, flicking off the light as he left his office. “Goodbye Sir.” The familiar voice of Larry the janitor floated down the corridor, echoing through the sea of desks and filing cabinets. Ethan pushed the button to the elevator, the doors taking a few seconds to open, time in which Ethan used to get out his phone and ring his wife. It went to voicemail but he left a message to let his wife know he was on his way home. “Hi Ali it’s me. I was just ringing to say I’m just setting off from Work, I’ll be around half an hour depending on traffic. Do you want me to pick you up anything to eat on the way back? Love you honey. See you soon.”

Office fling (MF,MFF, noncon-con,anal,strap-on)

This is my first attempt at wring erotica so please comment to give any suggestions/ improvements for other stories. Thanks.

Ethan sat down at his desk, his computer whirring into life as he reflected on the meeting he had just had with the board about the downsizing of the western branch. He was interrupted as his screen began to flash with emails that he had missed whilst he was away from his desk. He began to doze as he flicked through the various sales reports sent to him by the Western branch, his mind weary from the lack of sleep he’d had over the last few weeks since his wife returned from a business trip to Hong Kong covered in cuts and bruises. 

“Ethan. Ethan. ETHAN!!!” Michelle’s voice rang through the office waking her boss from his slumber. “Mr Cornelius is here to talk to you about those reports he sent to you earlier.”