I stretched out my other leg and propped it up on the sofa, while Mia bent her foot and stepped onto the couch.
We ended up stacked on top of each other, but our upper bodies weren't touching. Mia was hovering above me.
My cock was standing tall, and I gently lifted my hips, sliding it into Mia's pussy.
Even in her sleep, Mia moved with me. Whenever I lifted my butt, she pushed hers down, making our connection even deeper.
When I pressed my butt down on the sofa, Mia lifted hers up.
We kept this rhythm going for over twenty minutes. Mia came first, trembling above me.
A warm stream filled her pussy, and I couldn't hold back. I shot all my semen into her.
After Mia's climax, she went limp, collapsing on top of me. Her butt still moved up and down uncontrollably, and my cock was buried deep inside her, pressing against the deepest part of her pussy.
After I came, I had this crazy urge to pierce her uterus.
Soon after, I hit my climax, shaking all over, especially with my cock still inside her. My hips moved up and down uncontrollably.
My soft cock stayed in her pussy for a bit, then slowly started to harden again.
Mia was startled and quickly rolled off me, covering her pussy with her hands, looking at me with watery eyes, pleading, "No more, please. I can't handle it anymore. If we keep going, my pussy will swell, and I won't be able to work tomorrow."
She had a point, considering how many times I'd come today. It would feel like a waste of the comfort I got from Hannah.
"Okay, I won't do it again this time. Let's just sleep," I replied.
We fell into a deep sleep, and in the morning, I woke up with Mia in my arms, feeling a sense of happiness.
Just as I finished daydreaming, I heard someone calling my name. I snapped out of it to see Grace calling me to report to work.
She noticed me staring at Mia's sexy chest, and she frowned at me, apparently not in a good mood. She knocked on the table and sternly said, "David! It's meeting time now. I don't want to see any of you daydreaming or distracted, understood?"
She continued, "Especially for the three new employees. Just because you passed through layers of screening to get into the company doesn't mean there's no competition. You still have to go through a seven-day probation period. If you don't pass the probation period, you'll be eliminated, and Plan B will take over your position. I hope all of you understand this, and I hope we can be colleagues forever."
After that, Grace glanced at her watch, indicating she had other tasks to attend to.
She stood up first to tidy up the items on the meeting table, closing the pen cap and placing it next to the notebook, then closing the notebook and fastening the clasp on the surface.
She picked up the pen and notebook, stood the pen upright in the side of the notebook, closed the laptop and held them against her chest.
"I've got other things to handle, so let's wrap this up. David, come to my office later to give your report." With that, Grace left the meeting room without a second glance.
I mumbled a quiet "Okay" while still in my seat.
But honestly, I knew her stern words and calling me to her office were just a front. In truth, she was asking me to make out with her in the office.
No way I was gonna pass up that chance.
After the meeting, I put on a dejected look and slowly walked out of the room.
John, clueless about what was really going on between Grace and me, thought I was bummed out from getting chewed out by the boss.
He patted my shoulder, trying to cheer me up, "Don't sweat it, David. Ms. White won't hold it against you. Just keep your head down and work hard."
"Thanks, man. I will," I said, playing along.
But then Emily showed up beside me, clutching her notebook and laptop to her chest. She nudged my arm with her elbow.
"Ms. White asked you to report to her office, but in fact, it's to hook up, right?" Emily whispered.
"So, you like Ms. White too, huh?" she added.
"No, you've got it wrong. We only hooked up once. And Ms. White isn't my type."
Even though I didn't like Emily and had turned her down before, I still needed to clear things up. Just because I didn't like Emily didn't mean she could think I was into Grace.
"Why can you hook up with Ms. White even though you don't like her, but you can't accept my confession even though you don't like me? I just want to be with you."
I got it. Liking someone who didn't like you back sucked. It was like me liking Scarlett but not being able to sleep with her. It was a crappy feeling.
But because of that, I had to shut her down hard to avoid hurting her more.
"Because Ms. White has a family and kids. I don't have to be responsible for hooking up with her. I just need to make sure we're both satisfied. But if I dated you, I'd have to cut off Ms. White and keep my distance from other women. It's too much hassle. I'm just a jerk who only cares about getting off. I'm not worth your feelings. You should find someone else."
I glanced at John's back, hoping she'd get the hint.
"So, you want me to have a boyfriend or a husband like Ms. White before I can hook up with you?"
"Yeah, that's right."
As soon as I said it, I realized how messed up it sounded.
What was I saying? It sounded like I only hooked up with other people's girlfriends or wives. This could lead to a huge misunderstanding!
"Okay, I get it. I'll go find a guy to date." With that, Emily walked away without looking back.
I held out an arm as if to keep her and parted my lips but nothing came out.
Oh no, did she really misunderstand me?