My eyes drifted through the gap, and I could see Scarlett's bra snugly hugging her breasts, not a bit of extra flesh in sight.
I had to look away, but even through her shirt, I could see the deep cleavage her bra created.
I couldn't help but imagine how warm it would feel if my cock slid between her breasts, and how tight it would be squeezed.
Would it get squeezed out right away?
Just thinking about it made me even harder.
With Ryan still at home, I had to be discreet. I hid my hand behind the table, then sneakily reached under her skirt, extending a finger to gently rub against her panties.
After about ten rubs, Scarlett's breathing got heavier, and her cheeks turned a bit pink.
I rubbed more vigorously, curving my finger slightly to slide into her panties, touching her clit and rubbing it quickly.
Scarlett's legs were getting weak from what I was doing, and she almost stumbled. I used one hand to steady her by holding her lower abdomen.
"Stop it, Ryan will find out when he comes down!" Scarlett whispered urgently.
"He won't, my hand is hidden by the table, he won't see it."
"No, this is too risky!"
"Just let me do it a little more, make you climax, and then I'll stop." I said, increasing the speed of my rubbing.
Scarlett let out a small sound but quickly held it back, biting her lower lip to avoid making any noise.
After about fifty rubs, Scarlett's hand gripping my tie turned into pressing on my shoulder, her body shaking violently.
Based on my experience with Sophia last night, I knew Scarlett had climaxed.
"Scarlett, you look so beautiful when you climax. I really want to press you on the dining table and make you climax again." I whispered in her ear, my cheek against hers.
Scarlett quickly recovered, took two steps back, and pulled my tie, bringing my upper body towards her. "No way!"
"Scarlett, David. What are you guys doing?" Ryan asked, coming downstairs while tying his tie, looking confused as he saw Scarlett pulling my tie.
I was so scared my mind went blank. Before I could think, my mouth responded first, "Nothing, I just don't know how to tie a tie, and Scarlett saw it and came to help me."
"Then why was she pulling your tie just now?"
"She was checking how well it was tied, worried it might come loose at the office." I loosened the tie that felt like it was choking me, instantly feeling my breathing become easier.
"Oh, I thought Scarlett was bullying you."
Ryan chuckled and sat down at the dining table. Scarlett also walked to her seat, teasing Ryan a bit, pretending to be a little angry, "What are you talking about? How could I bully David, stop slandering me."
"Alright, my bad. Let's have breakfast, and after that, David, come to the office with me."
"No need!" I immediately refused without thinking. Seeing Ryan's puzzled expression, I awkwardly explained, "I think it's better for me to go to work by myself. If I go with you, my colleagues might think I got this job because of you. It's my first day, and I want to make a good impression."
Honestly, I didn't want to be alone with Ryan because he was always so good to me, and I had this thing for Scarlett. I wanted to tempt her into cheating, and the guilt was eating me up.
But I really liked Scarlett and didn't want to just let her go.
So, the best thing I could do was avoid being alone with Ryan.
"Alright, then make sure you leave early. Don't be late on your first day," Ryan said.
"I will."
The dining table went quiet, just the sound of us chewing and the clinking of utensils.
I finished breakfast first and left.
The office wasn't far from the villa—just two streets, a river, and then the bustling commercial street. Another 300 feet, and I was there.
I walked into the office, swiped my work card, and took the elevator to the Public Relations department. Our department had hired three new people, including me. There was another guy and a girl.
When I got to the PR department, the other two newbies were already at their desks. Just as I sat down, the director showed up.
"New employees, follow me for a quick meeting," the director said, leading us to the meeting room.
She was followed by three employees: one man and two women.
Could they be the mentors Sophia mentioned?
If Sophia wasn't lying, one of these two women should be my mentor.
But which one?
Both were stunning, with great figures. I kinda hoped both could be my mentors.
Leading the way was a woman in a pink work uniform, holding an iPad.
She wasn't very tall. I'm about 6 feet, and she only came up to my shoulder. She was slim, her breasts not very big but slightly larger than Sophia's.
Her legs were long and slender. She wore pink high heels with thin sparkles, showing off her fair insteps, even the bone structure was visible.
At the back was another woman, holding work documents. She wasn't in a work uniform but a white long dress that reached her ankles, with white high heels.
Her skin was the fairest I'd seen in days, even fairer than Scarlett's.
She noticed me looking and turned her head. I quickly looked away.
But her head-turning motion was a bit much, causing her bra strap to show—a thin, long strap tied at her neck.
Was she wearing lingerie to work?
The thought made my heart race. I wanted to reach into her skirt and check.
And lingerie usually comes as a set, right? If she was wearing lingerie, her panties should be too.
Wearing lingerie to work? She must have a strong sexual desire!
I really wanted to take off her skirt and see!
The more I thought about it, the more excited I got. My cock hardened again, pushing up the crotch of my suit pants.