“Come in Lucy. Would you like tea?”

“You know I drink coffee.”

“Just trying to civilize you. The proofs are on the desk. I'll make coffee.”

“They are OK. Is this a picture of Abbey?”

“Yes, she dropped it by.”

“You never asked me for a picture.”

“I never asked her.”

“She's after more than fucking you.”

“Possibly.”

“Have you fucked her.”

“You know my rule.”

“You're fucking her. You would not have her around so long without fucking her.”

“How's the coffee?”

“It will do. How long will it take to produce the full order?”

“You could have it by Friday.”

“Good.”

“Would you like to seal the deal?”

“I would like that, if you are asking what I think.”

“I'm asking for your body.”

Lucy's answer was to open her dress.

“Bed?”

“No, I want to look at Abs.”

“You are perverted.”

“Does it bother you, fucking me as we both look at her?”

“Why should it?” I dropped my trousers.

“Would you rather it was her, not her pictures.”

“Turn around and bend over.”

“No foreplay?”

I pulled her frilly knickers down over her heels.

“Step out.”

“I bet you step out with Abbey, she would not just put out.”

“Bend over.”

She looked back, smiled and bent over.

I pushed my cock into her pussy and took a couple of strokes.

“Does she let you fucker her over the desk?”

I pulled my cock out.

“I didn't mean any harm.” Lucy complained.

I pulled her buttocks apart and pushed my cock into her ass. I started to pump and slapped her thigh.

There was a resounding slap that echoed around the room. Followed by. “Ewo.”

I slapped her again and got a similar response.

I rubbed her gently then slapped her again. 

“Have I been bad?”

“Very.” I slapped her again and continued to fuck her as hard as I could.

I was surprised she came quickly and twice before me. 

I filled her, and only then noticed her red marks.

“Are you OK?”

“It stings, but I'm OK. I did not know you had that in you. Don't mark Abbey, she has to work in front of the camera.”

“I can still surprise you then?” I ignored her remarks about Abbey.

“It looks like you can.” Lucy admitted rubbing her thigh.

“You better behave yourself or you may get more.”

“Perhaps I will, perhaps I will not.” Lucy said, pulling her dress up. 

“Perhaps.”

“Be good to Abbey.” Lucy cautioned as she left.