Seeing my sudden shiver, Emily and Jessica chimed in simultaneously, "What's going on with you?"
Before I could respond, they shared a look, both seeming a bit surprised by their own concern for me.
I quickly brushed it off, saying, "Ugh... nothing. Just zapped myself on the table, overreacted a bit."
"Phew, as long as it's nothing serious, let's keep the work flow going," Jessica said, relieved.
"You totally startled me, and I ended up entering the wrong codes in the firewall," Emily pouted, pretending to be annoyed.
I knew she was just playing it up to throw off any suspicions.
"My bad, I'll double-check next time," I replied, feigning guilt and playing along with her act.
Soon, Emily and Jessica refocused on the computer screen.
Jessica would occasionally gesture at the screen, seemingly guiding Emily on what to do.
Mia's hand on my thigh gradually loosened, eventually coming to a stop.
Sensing something was off, I turned to look at her.
She was fixated on Emily and Jessica, her eyes darting between them.
A sense of unease crept over me. Was she suspecting something between Jessica, Emily, and me?
Swiftly, I slid my hand around her waist.
Thankfully, her skirt had a back zipper, so I unzipped it halfway, allowing my hand to slip in smoothly.
I gave her a gentle squeeze on her rear, cause her a slight pain.
She turned to me, looking puzzled and slightly annoyed.
I pulled out my phone and began typing a message in the notes app: [Distracted even when I touch you? Craving some action, huh?]
Mia shot me a resentful look, snatched my phone, and typed a response in the notes app: [So what? Dare to take me here?]
I chuckled at her daring reply. She was deliberately provoking me.
I replied: [If you're up for it, stick around after work!]
Mia quickly texted: [I won't bail if I don't feel like it. Who's backing down now!]
Just then, Emily wrapped up her task.
I pocketed my phone.
"Let's move on to the next task and then get back to our own stuff," I said to Emily, but also directing the message to Jessica and Mia.
On one hand, it was to signal Jessica to back off discreetly. On the other hand, it was to prompt Mia to discreetly adjust herself and straighten up.
I positioned the computer in front of me and swiftly worked on setting up the firewall.
Emily followed suit and completed her task.
As I stopped typing, Jessica shifted her focus from the screen and retracted her leg.
Mia withdrew her hand from my lap, readjusted herself, and smoothly zipped up her skirt, ensuring everything looked normal.
"Task done, I'll head back to my desk for other work," I announced, closing the computer.
In reality, I was eager to return to my desk and hack into the company's HR database to find the profile of the intriguing woman from earlier.
I was eager to uncover her identity and more details about her.
If possible, I wanted to track down her address and head straight to her place for some fun.
"Go for it, you nailed it this time. Your scores will be great," Mia praised as she got up.
She then left the meeting room arm in arm with Jessica.
Meanwhile, Emily was still sorting out the computer's charging cable.
As I approached the door, she called me back. "David, I'm stuck on a task. Can you give me a hand?"
Her voice carried beyond the meeting room, reaching our colleagues in the office area.
Our excuse for being together was plausible, and no one suspected a thing.
So, in front of everyone, I turned back, closed the door behind me at Emily's request.
Unexpectedly, Emily rose from her seat and followed me to the door, discreetly locking it.
Now, it was just Emily and me in the room.
She knelt in front of me, undoing my belt, button, and zipper.
I took a deep breath, watching her every move.
Was she really going to give me oral right here in the meeting room?
"Emily, are you serious? This is a meeting room!" I whispered, trying to sound disapproving.
But deep down, I was thrilled.
I had just mentioned to Mia about getting intimate here, and now Emily was making a move?
What a stroke of luck!
"It's fine, no one will come here. Let's make it quick, I can't bear," Emily insisted.
With that, she freed my cock from my underwear, which was still firm from Mia's touch earlier.
Like a kitten, she playfully explored the tip with her nose, savoring it.
I gently guided her movements with my hips, teasing her.
As my cock brushed her lips, I nudged her playfully.
Emily's tongue lightly traced my glans, sending tingles through me.
"Go on," I urged in a husky voice.
My cock poised at her lips, eager to enter without delay.
She grazed my cock with her teeth, adding a thrilling edge.
My cock pulsed with desire, craving intimacy.
Emily cupped my balls with one hand and gripped my butt with the other.
Her head bobbed between my thighs.
Our rhythm intensified, each thrust reached deeper.
She tried to pull back, but I guided her back, setting a rapid pace.
Overwhelmed, Emily used her tongue to resist my advances while I was determined to push deeper.
In my mind, her tongue was the target, and I aimed to hit it.
As she struggled, Emily gagged, tears welling in her eyes.
I quickly withdrew my cock, wiping her tears and saliva from her cheek.
Instead of defiance, her gaze was provocative.
It seemed to hint me to urge me on and take her forcefully.