Harem House Chapter 40 Part 1

Arthur arrived in the downstairs home office to find it mostly empty. A small pile of boxes packed with books sat to the right of the door, where Arthur had left them days ago. Otherwise, the room was bare of everything but the furniture and the curtains. The built-in floor-to-ceiling bookshelves had been stripped of their books when his parents moved out. The stained, dark wood climbed the walls to the left and right, surrounding the door through which Arthur walked. 

Facing him, the large wooden desk his father had left behind matched the bookshelves in color and style. The oak titan reflected his father’s sense of style, while the ornate engravings matched his mother’s sensibilities. The back facing him was a wall of pillars and intricate engravings. The top had room for his father’s computer and the numerous folders, files, and papers he frequently kept close at hand. The drawers and cabinets on either side provided ample storage. The desk itself blocked his view of its legroom, but he was confident in its abundance.

The chair, typically pushed into the desk, was slightly askew, but looked comfortable with its many leather cushions, armrests, and lower lumbar support. His father must have either left it behind intentionally as a gift, not needed it, not wanted to store it, or was coming back for it later. He’d have to text and ask. 

In the absence of books, the desk filled the space with the scent of sun-warmed lacquer and oak, and Arthur found his attitude more studious by proximity. All the memories of working in the library, at his desk in his bedroom, in his apartment, or anywhere else he might have completed his homework or projects at such a desk came flooding back. He could imagine his homework spread out across its top, feeling focused and ready as he worked. 

Now it sat bare, a stripped altar in a barren sanctuary. The large bay window on the far wall behind the desk overlooked the front lawn. The dim light of the early October sunset colored the white curtains in pale reds as they let in the light, even with the curtains drawn. The cushion behind them made for a comfortable place to sit, and a possible place for Mindy to hide, though he saw no tell-tale shadow against the pale curtains. 

Arthur closed the door behind him. “Gee.” He said as he strode forward. “I wonder where my personal assistant has run off to.”

Laughter bubbled up from under the desk. Her familiar giggle reminded Arthur how cute Mindy was and how playful she could be. 

“Oh well, I guess I’ll get started on this homework.” Arthur put his bookbag on the desk and unzipped the computer compartment. He took out his laptop, his notebook, and a textbook he’d need for citations. 

The laughter beneath the desk continued. 

Arthur smiled to himself as he walked around the desk and moved the chair away. He was correct about the ample legroom beneath the desk. There was enough space for Mindy to kneel and sit on her heels, though not enough for her to straighten her spine. She placed her palms on the floor in front of her knees, her back at an angle to the floor.

Arthur caught a glimpse of her hands, arms, and hair as he pulled the chair away. He saw her smiling face after he sat down, but pretended not to notice. Tonight was supposed to be his night off from dom-related duties. He wasn’t up to running a session, and he’d been looking forward to a night to himself.

Knowing that, Mindy had offered him a relaxed, non-bondage moment of intimacy while he did his homework, and he’d accepted. One-on-one time was outside of the schedule, and up to chance and fate. 

He felt guilty, knowing how much she wanted to do something a little more protocol-heavy. Mindy thoroughly enjoyed the sex-at-work fantasy with a heavy amount of discipline involved, but she seemed eager for this blowjob, and he hadn’t had a release since last night. 

That it had been less than twenty-four hours before his body started yearning for release was probably not a good sign, he thought. Yet, there was nothing he could do about it. He was young, virile, and his body adapted quickly to the amount of sex he’d been having over the last few weeks. Going cold turkey was not an option. Even seeing her beneath the desk had him stiff in his pants. 

He placed his feet on either side of her and pulled himself toward the desk, settling into place. 

As soon as the chair stopped moving, Mindy’s palm rubbed his thigh. Arthur took a deep breath and settled into ignoring her like he was supposed to. He opened his laptop and opened his G-Doc file. He started typing as Mindy rubbed her palm closer and closer to his groin. She brought her other hand into play and rubbed his other thigh, only to discover the foreplay was unnecessary. His hard length pulled against the slacks he wore, and Mindy giggled. 

She lowered his zipper slowly.

Arthur opened his textbook. 

Mindy withdrew his length from his pants, through no small effort on her part. Her hand gripped his base, with her thumb stroking the underside as she gently rubbed his cock. 

Arthur focused on the problem set in front of him, reviewing the question’s list of bonds, interest rates, and payouts to answer the questions. 

Mindy stroked his length and pressed her lips against the tip of his dick, kissing him softly. She moved her kisses around, moving from the tip to the side. Her kisses were gentle, lingering impacts of her lips against his stiff and throbbing skin. She returned to the tip on her way to the other side, but the gentle press of her soft lips against his sensitive head made Arthur’s dick twitch in her hand, which made her giggle. She continued stroking him while she kissed his shaft, rubbing her nose and face against the underside of his cock. 

She lifted him as she kissed the underside, rubbing her face against him, and licked him in slow, short laps of her tongue. The soft, wet tongue against his flesh sent shivers along his spine. He began answering the questions, doing his best to focus. The answers weren’t due until after fall break, so he had time to review them before he submitted them. 

Mindy’s kisses grew wetter and noisier as she teased him with the slow buildup. Her hand stroked him at her leisure, which was steady but unhurried. Her kisses and the occasional rub of her cheek against his dick kept him hard and ready for her as he worked. 

She transitioned to licks instead of kisses. The wet slide of her tongue against his dick shifted as she brought her head alongside, licking him until her tongue ran dry. The coarse bumps of her taste buds were still pleasurable, but Mindy drew her tongue into her mouth and returned to kissing once more until she had enough saliva to start licking again. 

She repeated the process several times, alternating between kissing and licking him as she moved further along his shaft from tip to base. She moved her hand from the base, using his hips to balance as she pressed his dick upward and her face forward. She sucked on his balls, gently playing with them, licking them, and stroking her tongue behind them in a way that forced Arthur to clench against the pleasure she sent shivering through him. 

If this were a session, Arthur imagined he would have dragged her out from under the desk already, but he was trying to relax and enjoy himself, not dominate her and pleasure her the way she wanted. This was her initiative, not his. Still, being the passive partner was a strange experience for him. The difference might be subtle to an outsider, but Arthur felt the weight lift from his shoulders. He wasn’t sure he enjoyed it, though. The uneasy feeling in his stomach made him feel unmoored, as if he should be taking control of the situation, rather than simply enjoying himself.  

However, the uneasiness didn’t stop him from enjoying Mindy’s affectionate activities. Her tongue was far too good at its job, and Arthur’s body was too eager for release. It was all he could do to hold himself back. He momentarily thought he might spatter her face and her sweater dress by accident, cumming too early. Still, his control held firm against the onslaught. After several torturous, pleasurable minutes with his balls, Mindy turned her lips against his thigh, kissing her way to his knee and resting her head against his inner thigh as she stroked him in slow, gentle pumps with her other hand. 

“Please, Sir, may I suck your cock?” Mindy asked quietly. 

Arthur’s dick twitched. “Yes. You may.” 

Mindy pressed her cheek against his tip and stroked him harder for several strokes. The soft press of her face against him, combined with the firm grip at his base, drove him wild. He wanted to abandon his homework and plunge his dick into her throat, but he hadn’t even made it past the first multi-part question yet. 

She pressed her lips against the tip of his dick again and parted them, flicking her tongue against the underside of his cock head several times before withdrawing. 

Arthur tightened his legs as he worked, solving the math problems with rows and columns on an Excel sheet to check his work. Ignoring her was a Herculean task that seemed impossible. He clenched and ground his teeth against the pleasure, tightening his jaw. 

Mindy’s lips opened further, then closed as she slid backward. She pressed forward again, opening her mouth and taking the tip of his cock into it, then sliding back and closing her lips again. She repeated the process, continuing her descent by torturous fractions of an inch with every plunge. Each press forward was leisurely and deliberate, every withdrawal was tight and dragging with her tongue. 

Arthur felt the teasing precipice he’d balanced on for her initial kisses give way to pleasure as she started sucking on him, stroking him with her face. In a way, that was easier to deal with as he worked since it was more stable and constant. 

Mindy didn’t let him get comfortable for long. She unbuckled his belt and opened his pants, pulling them down his thighs to get better access. 

Arthur lifted his hips, letting his slacks and boxer briefs slide down to his ankles, leaving him naked in the chair from the waist down. 

Mindy’s hands wandered his thighs, reaching forward to his balls, where her fingers began to play. 

Arthur’s dick tried to rise upward, but Mindy’s mouth kept it horizontal to the floor. She pushed forward and pulled back like a tide, rather than rising and lowering her face onto his cock, which the desk above prohibited. He imagined her kneeling with her calves and thighs at a ninety-degree angle now, his legs spread around her, her arms supporting her on his thighs, and her torso parallel to the floor, hanging there. 

“This is actually making getting my homework done very difficult.” Arthur said, not complaining, but speaking to the empty room. 

Mindy answered by taking more of his cock past her lips, pushing until he pressed against the entrance to her throat. 

“Oh, god.” Arthur said, tightening his legs. “I’m going to return this favor. You’re going to sit and do homework while I remote control your vibrator.” 

Mindy withdrew from his cock, kissing the tip and rubbing her face against it again. “Yes, Boss.” 

Arthur chuckled to himself. “Oh, it wasn’t a question.” Arthur said. “Now shut up and suck my dick, Whore.” 

He couldn’t help taking a fraction of the control for himself. Arthur realized after he spoke that he might have overstepped, but Mindy didn’t protest. Her submissive nature took her as his dominant nature took him. 

Mindy swallowed him with enthusiasm, driving forward and taking him into her throat, but not swallowing him to the base. Instead, she resumed her stroking, rocking back and forth on her knees to continue her journey in slow, steady strokes. 

Arthur finished the second question and closed his computer. He shoved it into his bag, along with his notebook and textbook, and zipped it closed. There was no getting homework done with Mindy’s activities. He wasn’t strong enough to pretend that nothing was happening. 

Mindy continued stroking his dick with her face, slurping and making noises as she occasionally gagged or glugged against his length. She pushed further along after every withdrawal to the very tip, where she kissed his dick then sucked it again. 

Arthur’s dick was stiff, rigid, and as thick as ever, engorged and eager for release. He moved his backpack to the floor and closed his eyes in bliss as Mindy sucked him. 

Finally, Mindy reached the base of his dick, her tongue hanging out of her mouth to press against his balls as she choked on his length lodged deep in her throat. Her fingers tightened against his thighs, her nails pressing lightly into his flesh to create sharp, white lines of pleasure.  

Arthur moaned, which made Mindy moan in response. The added vibration of her vocal cords currently embracing his dick deep in her throat made him tighten his grip on the armrest and reach for the edge of the desk. 

Mindy withdrew, then pressed forward again, lowering her nose to his bush. Then, instead of staying there, she made several short jerking strokes with her face, pumping him with her throat as she swallowed and tightened herself around him. 

Arthur slapped the desk, groaning as his release came flooding out of him in the largest surge he’d felt in a long time. Mindy choked, withdrawing slightly, but not all the way. Arthur reached under the desk, grasping for her head. He interlocked his fingers behind her head and drove her to him, holding her at the base of his dick as he came. 

Mindy didn’t struggle or signal. She swallowed, turning her initial gagging noise into something pleasant against his bucking length. She squeezed his thighs with her fingers, and Arthur felt the heat radiating off her face as she struggled to maintain her position. Meanwhile, he fired several shots of his release into her throat, like emptying the chamber of a revolver. Relief washed over him with every blast, and euphoria spread from the base of his spine to the tips of his fingers and toes.

Finally, when he was done, he released Mindy’s head and pushed his feet against the floor, sliding the wheeled office chair away from the desk enough to exit Mindy’s throat. She fell forward, catching herself on her hands and knees. Her coughing and red-faced coloration gave Arthur some concern, but she raised her hand to show that she was okay and staved him off from kneeling on the floor to check on her. 

“I’m okay.” She gasped. “Just catching my breath.” 

Arthur nodded. “Are you sure?” 

“Yeah, sorry.” Mindy said. 

“For what?” Arthur asked. “That was amazing.” 

Mindy smiled. “Oh, then good. I was worried you were mad at me for distracting you from your homework.” 

“Oh.” Arthur said, shaking his head. “No, sorry. I was just getting into character a bit. I don’t know.” 

“Character?” Mindy asked. “Oh, like a roleplay? I thought we weren’t doing that today because you wanted a break?” 

“I do.” Arthur said. 

Mindy’s expression shifted, and Arthur raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong?” 

“Nothing.” Mindy said quickly. “It’s just… You like surprises, right? Like if we were going to throw you a surprise birthday party, you’d be into it?” 

Arthur’s brow furrowed in confusion. “It’s not my birthday…” 

“No, I know. But, generally speaking, I mean. Surprises are good?” Mindy asked. 

“Eh… I’m not really–” 

“I think Brad and your other friend are here.” Kelly’s voice came from the doorway, where she’d just opened the door. 

“Aw.” Mindy pouted. “I was hoping to get more time!” 

Kelly raised an eyebrow. 

“I just uh… I just had my release.” Arthur explained. “But Mindy didn’t get hers yet.” 

“No?” Kelly asked, shutting the door behind her. “Well… I think we can take care of that.” 

Arthur raised an eyebrow. “I thought you weren’t feeling up to it.” 

“Well, that was before I saw you pantless with a trail of saliva from your dick to what I hope is a hot naked Mindy under your desk.” Kelly said, walking forward as she licked her red lipstick-stained lips. “You go say hi to Brad and Mark, figure out your dinner plans and the like.” She said. “Mindy and I will stay in here and have some fun.” 

Arthur glanced at Mindy, who gave him a thumbs-up. 

“Okay. If you’re sure. I’m sorry to miss that.” Arthur said, pouting for comedic effect. 

“Don’t worry!” Mindy said as she stood up from under the desk and wiped her lips. “We’ll recreate it for you anytime.” 

Kelly nodded her agreement. 

Arthur looked around for something to wipe himself off with before stashing himself back into his boxer-briefs, but there wasn’t anything handy. However, Kelly had brought her purse and bookbag with her, so she reached into the former and produced a pack of tissues. Arthur used them and threw them into the bagless trash can in the corner. Then he pulled up his pants and underwear, tucked his shirt in again, and buckled and closed his pants. 

Meanwhile, Kelly and Mindy had closed the distance and started kissing and making out as Kelly drove Mindy toward the desk from the side of it. She picked the shorter girl up and planted her butt on the desk, sliding between her thighs as she hugged Mindy to her while kissing. 

“The guys can wait.” Arthur said. 

Kelly chuckled and shifted her head to the side so she could answer Arthur. Mindy took the opportunity to pull her neckline aside and kiss her neck, wrapping her arms around Kelly’s waist. 

“They’re still outside knocking. They’ve probably texted you a bunch. Go. You wanted a night off, Mister.” Kelly said, her voice breathy and catching as she spoke from Mindy’s barrage of effort against her neck. “Go on. Enjoy hanging out with the guys while you can.”

“What do you mean?” Arthur asked. 

Kelly smiled, as if she knew a secret Arthur didn’t. “I mean, we’re all going to be living together soon, and you’ll be a little busy.” She winked, as Mindy giggled against her throat. 

Arthur groaned, but nodded. “That’s just mean.” He protested, but he couldn’t leave Brad and Mark waiting. He turned away from Mindy and Kelly and closed the office door behind him. The solid wooden door didn’t let the sound of their teasing laughter through. 

He checked himself as he walked to the foyer, making sure he remained presentable for his friends. It’d been a while since he’d hung out with Brad and Mark. He couldn’t remember a time this semester when they’d hung out just the three of them without the rest of the Theater Club, so he was excited for their movie night. 

They knocked at the door again as he crossed the foyer, and Arthur opened it. “Hey, guys!” 

“Hey, Bro!” Brad said, throwing his arms wide. “For a second, I was worried we had the wrong house.” 

Arthur glanced past him to the driveway, but then remembered that he’d parked in the garage, so the driveway only had Brad’s car in it. Brad and Mike had driven together. 

“Nope, this is the place.” Arthur said, chuckling as he stood aside to let Brad and Mark in. 

Brad entered first, wearing a typical t-shirt and jeans combo in black and blue, respectively. He was an inch shorter than Arthur, but built similarly, having done the same exercises. Their facial structures were slightly different, but between their similar haircuts and builds, they might have looked like brothers. 

Mark was a smaller, slender young man wearing round wire-frame glasses, a dark brown wool knit sweater that matched his hair color, and a pair of baggy, faded blue jeans. The sweater swallowed his more lithe frame, but he looked like a comfortable transition between Brad’s casual outfit and Arthur’s more formal slacks and button-down shirt.  

Mark whistled as the pair of them looked around the foyer. “Wow, dude. This is nice.” 

“Yeah.” Arthur said. “My parents bought it. They have good taste.” 

“Shoes on or off?” Brad asked, then spotted the shoes by the side of the door. He moved before Arthur could answer, untying his laces, kicking his sneakers off, and wiggling his toes in his socks. “Ah. Freedom.” 

“Is that a piano?” Mark asked, poking his head into the sitting room as he removed his sneakers. “You gonna start playing again?” 

“Yeah, it came with the house.” Arthur answered. “That’s the formal sitting room. It’s got a bar, which I think we have to stock, a fireplace, some chairs, and that grand piano.” Arthur said. “Do you guys want a tour of the place?” 

Mark and Brad looked at each other and shrugged. 

“Nah.” Brad said. “Let’s see this home theater set up you were bragging about.” 

“I wasn’t bragging.” Arthur protested, but led the way, turning right into the hallway from the foyer and following it to the end where it emptied into the large rectangular room. 

The home theater set up on the left had the gray, comfortably stuffed, oversized U-shaped sofa with its square ottoman pulled away between it and the wall-mounted big screen TV. Arthur closed the light-blocking curtains in the room, so the sole light fell from the inset overhead lighting on a dimmer switch. Arthur turned the lights up. Kelly must’ve turned them off after exiting the room. 

“Nice!” Mark said, moving swiftly to the sofa. “Holy, shit dude! Gaming on this must be amazing.” He gestured at the TV. 

“I haven’t tried yet.” Arthur confessed. “But I haven’t really moved in yet either.” 

“Yeah, well, you’ve got how many girlfriends moving in with you? Say goodbye to any video game time ever.” Brad teased Arthur as he slapped him on the back. 

“I don’t know.” Arthur shrugged. “Selene’s into gaming. I wouldn’t be surprised if the others were too, at least some of them.” 

Brad and Mark shot each other a look and laughed, both of them falling onto opposite sides of the sofa. 

“What?” Arthur asked, laughing but not quite understanding the joke. 

“Nothing, man, don’t worry about it.” Brad shook his head.

Arthur worried about it, but shrugged it off as he put his backpack on the sofa beside the center seat, and hopped over the back to sit in the center. The flawless jump ended with his butt on the couch, and the three guys chuckling. 

“So what’s the plan?” Mark asked. “You mentioned ordering food? Do we want to do that before we start the movie?” He dug through his backpack and produced the DVD for A Knight’s Tale. 

“We probably should wait until the food gets here to start the movie, to be honest.” Brad said. “Or we could run and fetch it.” 

“Delivery’s fine by me.” Mark said, pulling up his phone. “Where’s there to eat near here?” 

“Well, there’s pretty much anything in Reedville. Riverton’s a bit far, but I think some of the closer places will deliver out here. There are also a few restaurants between here and the city. A few bars and breweries, Indian food, pizza, and a smoked pork barbecue joint.” Arthur listed off the options. 

“Pizza!” Brad cast his vote. 

“Pizza sounds good to me.” Mark said. 

“You sure?” Arthur asked, looking at Brad. “We’re traveling tomorrow, it’s probably going to be a cheat day.” 

“Dude.” Brad said, his expression unimpressed. “After that workout this morning? We earned some pizza.” 

Arthur shrugged. Brad had a point. He could still feel the weariness in his muscles, which told him he would be sore tomorrow. “Fine. But if I look pudgy in my costume tomorrow, I’m blaming you.” 

Brad pointed his thumb toward Arthur. “Do you hear this, Mark?” 

Mark pushed his glasses further up his face and nodded. “Yeah. Have you ever talked to your therapist about your self-image issues? I think you might have an eating disorder.” 

Arthur rolled his eyes. “Fine, we can get pizza.” 

“Meat lovers?” Brad asked. 

“Works for me.” Mark said, shrugging. 

“Okay.” Arthur said, pulling up his phone to order. He had a few missed texts from Brad, who was updating him on his and Mark’s progress and arrival, but no other messages or calls, which was probably a good thing. 

“I’m gonna order some appetizers too, to split.” Arthur said. “Mozz sticks, onion rings, French fries, and fried pickles?” 

“Oh, man! That sounds great! Just send me a Venmo request.” Brad said. 

“Me too.” Mark said. “We can split it three ways.” 

“Perfect.” Arthur said, pulling up the menu and submitting the order. He turned on his phone’s notifications, noises, and ringtones while he was at it, in case there were any issues with the delivery. 

“So do we want to watch the movie and pause it once the food gets here, or do something else until the food gets here and then start the movie?” Brad asked. 

“Do something else, like what?” Mark asked. “Tour the house?” 

“Or I think my mom left my board games in the hall closet, if we want to play one of those.” Arthur said, pointing toward the hallway. “You might like some of them.” He said to Mark. “They’re D&D adjacent.” 

“Sure!” Mark said. “Let’s see what you’ve got!” 

Arthur led the guys down the hallway to the closet, opening it to reveal a deeper and broader collection of board games than either expected. Every inch of the wall was covered in shelves that bore boxes ranging from older games like Monopoly to newer ones that would take hours to learn the rules. 

“Oh man.” Brad said, wandering through. “I know you said you enjoyed playing board games before, but I think you undersold it. Why didn’t you ever bring any of these to campus?” 

“There wasn’t room in the dorms, and then Lori was never that into them. She didn’t have the patience.” Arthur shrugged. 

“Right.” Mark said, nodding. “I remember playing Rummy with her one time, we had a game going during a rehearsal in the green room. It was not pretty.” 

“What?” Arthur asked. “What wasn’t pretty about it?” 

Mark and Brad shared a glance.

“You never noticed how competitive she could get?” Mark asked. “She uh… she wasn’t very sportsmanlike when she lost.” 

Arthur turned thoughtful, reviewing his attempts at playing board games with Lori. Now that he contemplated those memories, he could piece together the pattern of Lori not wanting to play or playing too passionately. 

“Well, let’s try this one. You’ve played Pandemic before, right?” Brad asked Mark. 

“Yeah, that’s a fun one.” Arthur agreed. 

Mark nodded as well, and the three of them left the closet behind as Brad carried the board game into the room. They chatted and caught up as they played, letting the time slip away from them as they attempted to fend off the rampaging plague that sought to destroy humanity. All in good fun, of course. 

~~~

Kelly and Mindy continued making out after Arthur left the room. Mindy sat on the desk, her thighs spread so that Kelly stood between her knees. Mindy’s sweater dress bunched up around her hips, her black leggings clinging to her legs like contouring skin. Kelly’s dress was looser, and Mindy gasped when Kelly pulled away long enough to break the kiss and the making out. 

“You and I have never really done this before…” Mindy said. “Not solo, like this… Is this okay?” 

“Yeah.” Kelly said, nodding. “Do you not want to?” 

“Oh, I very much want to.” Mindy nodded rapidly. “I just uh… I wanted to make sure you're on board. We don’t know each other very well, and I thought you might still be mad at me for lying to you about the football thing.” 

“I’m not mad about that.” Kelly said. “I was, but even then I was more upset than angry because I thought we were bonding and we weren’t.”

“I’m sorry.” Mindy said. 

“It’s okay.” Kelly said, assuring Mindy by rubbing her arms. “I’m not mad or upset anymore. You apologized, and I accepted, so we can leave it behind us. Right now, I’d rather focus on our immediate future.” 

Mindy smiled. “Are you sure? You weren’t feeling well earlier.” 

“Yeah, well, then I sat there for like twenty minutes imagining you giving Arthur a blow job, so I got myself worked up.” Kelly said. “And then walking in on the two of you, I wanted to jump into a roleplay, pretend I was the wife walking in on my husband and his secretary.” 

Mindy giggled. “Should I call you Mistress?” 

“Call me Kelly.” Kelly said, and pressed her lips softly against Mindy’s. The open-mouthed kiss let their tongues dance together as they made out, and the heat between them built once more. “Now the husband’s away, so the wife and secretary can play.” 

Mindy bit her lip, then kissed Kelly again, running her hands over Kelly’s shoulders. 

Kelly hugged Mindy to her, sliding her forward on the desk until her crotch pressed against Kelly’s. Their breasts mashed together as their mouths and tongues wrestled, and the heat of their bodies soon grew overwhelming. 

Mindy reached for the bottom of her sweater dress, tugging it past her hips, and then over her head, leaving her in her underwire bra and leggings. She had to break the kiss to do it, and Kelly took the opportunity to catch her breath and turn so Mindy could help her with the zipper on the back of her dress. 

Mindy pulled the zipper down, and Kelly let the dress fall aside, leaving her in a pair of athletic shorts and her bra. 

“You wore shorts under your dress?” Mindy asked. 

“Only on Shark Week.” Kelly answered with a shrug. “At least, since I started dating Arthur.” 

Mindy bit her lip. “Yeah, I like to be ready for him, too. It’s so hot when he wants to do it somewhere illicit, like the movie theater, or the changing rooms.” 

Kelly chuckled. “We did it in the laundry room, but otherwise our locales have been his apartment or mine.” 

Mindy shrugged. “To each their own.” 

“Do you enjoy doing it in places you shouldn’t?” Kelly asked, and resumed their makeout by brushing Mindy’s hair off her shoulder, lifting her chin, and kissing her neck before she could answer. 

“Oh, yeah.” Mindy said, her eyelashes fluttering. “I’m a huge pervert at heart.” She gasped as Kelly’s teeth nipped a sensitive patch of skin at the nape of her neck. “And I uh… I get so hot at the thought of doing it at the office, or anywhere outside of a bedroom.” 

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Kelly whispered, then turned Mindy’s face toward hers by her chin and kissed her, resuming their makeout. 

“Mmm.” Mindy moaned into the kiss and ground her crotch against Kelly’s. 

Kelly took the hint and slid her fingers along Mindy’s thigh, rubbing her from outside her leggings. 

Mindy swallowed and gasped into the kiss as their tongues danced, while Kelly’s clever fingers teased the pleasure out of her. 

Kelly grinned through the kiss, pleased at the reaction she drew from Mindy. She curled her fingers against Mindy’s lower lips from the outside, playing and teasing them apart while still separated by two layers of thin fabric. Then she slid her hand so it clasped Mindy’s thigh, with her thumb pressed over the top of her pussy, sweeping back and forth in a vertical curve that drove Mindy to buck her hips forward. 

“What do you enjoy?” Mindy asked, kissing her way into Kelly’s neck. Kelly tilted her head to grant her more access as she considered the question with her eyes closed. 

“From Arthur, or from you?” Kelly asked. 

“From me.” Mindy answered, taking a brief break to answer before diving back to teasing Kelly’s neck. 

“I like your tits.” Kelly said. “And your sense of style is super cute, I love it. You’re smile is… well, it makes me happy when you smile, and my heart always flutters when you giggle. It’s absolutely adorable.” 

“Adorable, huh? Not sexy?” Mindy asked. 

“Adorable is sexy.” Kelly answered. “At least to me. But don’t worry. I find you sexy too.” Kelly kissed her again. “Your tits are amazing, and to be honest? I have a thing for Asian women. Not quite a fetish, but a preference, maybe?” 

Mindy giggled. “Everyone does. We’re exotic and fetishized the world over.” 

Kelly frowned slightly, but didn’t let it stop her from hooking her finger under Mindy’s bra strap and sliding it over her shoulder so she could kiss her way from her cheek to her shoulder cap. “Doesn’t that bother you?” 

Mindy licked her lips and kissed Kelly’s neck as Kelly kissed hers. “Not really.” Mindy said in a gasp when she came up for air. “I enjoy knowing that people find me sexy. Especially people like you and Arthur. Besides, I absolutely fetishized Arthur when I first met him. He and his BWC.” 

“BWC?” Kelly asked, confused. 

“Big White Cock.” Mindy said, kissing Kelly’s lips once more. 

“How did you know he had a big cock?” Kelly asked. 

“I didn’t.” Mindy giggled. “Not really. Not when I first met him. It was more of an… I guess objectifying him and fetishizing him at the same time? It’s a whole thing in porn, asian women and big white cocks. It’s like lesbians and scissoring.” 

Kelly seemed thoughtful as she unhooked Mindy’s bra and tossed it aside. 

Mindy giggled as Kelly’s kisses moved lower, and Mindy laid back slowly to rest until her back was flat against the desk. Kelly loomed over her, her hands on either side beneath Mindy’s, sucking and kissing her tits. She teased Mindy with her teeth, nipping in gentle love bites on the underside of her boobs, and flicking her stiffened nipples with her tongue as she sucked on them. 

Mindy held Kelly’s head with her hands, not restricting her movement or activities, but guiding her to the most sensitive spots. The press of her groin against Kelly’s abdomen allowed her to grind and rub herself on Kelly as she did this, and Mindy moaned in response. 

“Well, I might not have a big white cock for you.” Kelly said, finally, resting her chin on Mindy’s sternum and looking up at her from her position. “But I’m sure I can do better than scissoring.” 

Mindy giggled, and then her laughter turned into a shriek as Kelly gripped her leggings and tugged. The laughter continued, and she peeled off her leggings and panties in one go, leaving her naked on the desk. Kelly nodded toward the far side of the desk, and Mindy scooted back to make room. 

Kelly unhooked her bra and let it drop to the side. She licked her lips as she looked at Mindy spread out before her. 

Mindy raised her arms above her head, as if bracing herself against the desk. She spread and folded her legs, her soles flat against the desk with her knees bent and pointed toward the ceiling. Kelly leaned over the side of the desk. Her soft breasts pillowed against the unyielding wooden surface as smooth as polished ice. Mindy scooted back slightly further, letting Kelly bend over at a full ninety degrees with her feet on the floor, and her head perfectly placed between Mindy’s thighs, her mouth on Mindy’s lower lips. 

Mindy groped her breasts and kept her hands above her head as Kelly started to kiss her thighs. Each press of Kelly’s lips against her flesh drove Mindy to shiver in pleasure. 

Kelly hooked her arms under Mindy’s thighs, so that her hands and fingers came between them from the top, pulling them apart and granting her whatever access she wanted to Mindy’s sex. The glowing pink flesh between the golden-brown folds beckoned her, and she pressed her lips against Mindy in an open-mouth kiss, massaging her lips far more firmly than any kiss she’d given Mindy before. 

Mindy shuddered, holding onto the far edge of the desk for dear life as electricity shot through her. Kelly’s hot breath against her, the force of her lips, and the playful exploration of her tongue drove pleasure into Mindy like a live wire. 

Her breathing shifted into steady gasps as Kelly focused on making her cum, and Mindy wasn’t sure how long she could hold on. She’d been so aroused by blowing Arthur under the desk, and now Kelly was eating her like a main course. 

“Oh, yes, Kelly… please…” Mindy gasped. “Oh…” 

Mindy’s breathy, panting pleading spurred Kelly on to new explorations and deeper pleasures. Kelly let one hand slide from holding Mindy’s thigh apart, and slipped one finger into Mindy, then two, stroking her insides beneath her oral onslaught. 

Mindy quivered and shook beneath Kelly, holding onto the desk as her legs flexed and tensed. Kelly’s shoulders lifted the back of her thighs toward her, and Mindy felt the urge to squeeze her thighs together, clamping Kelly’s head. Instead, she released the desk and grabbed the back of her knees, holding her legs aloft and exposing herself to Kelly. 

Kelly pressed the thumb of her right hand against the back of Mindy’s thigh as she pumped her left index and middle finger in and out of Mindy’s pussy. All the while, her lips remained clamped over Mindy’s clit, which she licked, sucked, and massaged with her lips. 

Mindy’s eyes rolled in her head, and she stuck her tongue out, letting it hang out as if to relieve some of the considerable pressure building in her body. The constant barrage of stimulation drove her to new heights, and she vibrated against every change in tempo or motion Kelly made. 

“Please.” Mindy bigged. “Please, please, please.” 

Kelly stilled her fingers for a moment, then brought her left thumb against the underside of Mindy’s clit. She pressed ever so gently, holding the pressure there like a stopper. 

Mindy whimpered, but Kelly was far from finished. She shifted, and to Mindy’s surprise, she climbed onto the desk with her, straddling Mindy’s thigh. The heat from Kelly’s groin was intense, even through her shorts, and Mindy’s eyes widened as Kelly’s thigh added pressure. She withdrew her hand, then put it back from a new angle, hooking her fingers into Mindy from above and pressing the butt of her palm against Mindy’s clit, trapped there by Kelly’s thigh. 

Then Kelly lowered her lips to Mindy’s breasts, which she teased, sucked, and kissed, before bringing her lips to Mindy’s face once more. The two women made out, their thighs trapping their hands against each other. Mindy’s remained outside Kelly’s shorts, but that seemed to be Kelly’s preference. 

Kelly leaned back, pushing herself up from the desk. She held herself aloft in a one-arm pushup that Mindy knew she wouldn’t have been able to replicate. 

The new angle made Mindy seize, and her body twitched as the pleasure shot through her. She shifted slightly, bending her legs to brace, and consequently pushing harder against Kelly’s crotch. Kelly shifted, hanging her head low so that her forehead was against Mindy’s. 

“Kelly…” Mindy whispered.

“Mindy…” Kelly whispered back. 

“Tell me to cum for you, Mistress.” Mindy said, gasping as she arched her back. “Gah!” 

Kelly grinned. “That’s it, Babe. Cum for me.” She struck Mindy’s clit with her palm like a one-handed clap against the middle finger she had hooked inside her, and Mindy bucked, her chest and head jolting in several rapid convulsions as she opened her mouth to scream. 

Unsure how soundproof the office was, Kelly clamped her wet, girlcum-drenched hand over Mindy’s mouth just in time. The younger woman’s eyes rolled, showing Kelly on the whites of her eyes as her orgasm continued to rip through her. 

Kelly held her through it, letting her writhe until every last ripple of exertion fled her. She floated on her euphoria as Kelly caught her breath, her own orgasm much smaller, but still pleasant. 

“Wow.” Mindy gasped, catching her breath. “Can we do that again?”

Kelly laughed. “Maybe later this weekend. Right now, we should probably see if Lynn's ready. The others should be here soon, right?”

“I dunno.” Mindy said, her voice dreamy and half asleep from euphoric exhaustion. “No idea what time it is, or what day it is for that matter.”

Kelly patted Mindy on the boob. 

Mindy giggled.

“Take your time.” Kelly said. She stood from the desk and walked around it, kissing Mindy in an upside-down kiss that was more loving and less passionate than their earlier kisses. 

“Okay.” Mindy said, interlocking her fingers behind her head for a makeshift pillow on the desk.

It wasn't the most comfortable slab, as beds went, but in the afterglow of sex, any surface was comfortable.

Kelly, didn't lie still. She pulled wipes from her purse and cleaned the desk where Mindy had made a mess. She also wiped her fingers and face, touching up her makeup with a compact mirror. Mindy fell asleep on the desk, and Kelly didn't have the heart to wake her. 

Meanwhile, the sun outside dipped low, and the exterior lights on their automatic timers flipped on to light the house in a golden glow. 

Kelly slipped into her dress again and sat on the bay window seat, gazing out over the front lawn until it blended with the trees between her and the outer wall and road. She did some work on her phone, texting the others while she waited for time to pass. 

Mistress: Is Operation Clone still a go?

Concubine: I've got all the gear with me. 

Pet: I'm ready and on my way!

Mistress: Don't text and drive! 

Pet: I'm not! I'm using voice-to-text!

Mistress: And is Slut still planning on doing her surprise? I've kept the secret, but I'm really starting to think she should reconsider based on some of the things Arthur’s said about having a break tonight. 

Slut: Operation Surprise is still a go. Jen, Maria, and I are on our way over now.

Mistress: Are you sure this is a good idea?

Slut: Yes! They'll love it! And Jen and Maria are really excited! They can't wait to see the looks on Brad and Mark's faces.

Mistress: Okay…

Mistress: Maybe you should come in first and check with Arthur?

Slut: That will ruin the surprise! Don't worry. It'll go great. Just let me know if you need any help with Lynn.

Mistress: Will do.

Mistress: What about Brat? Is she coming?

Concubine: She’s driving rn. She's the one giving me a lift. She said to tell you she still thinks Operation Clone is a bad idea, she doesn't care if Arthur gave his approval.

Slut: I thought we all agreed to start calling him Master when we can?

Concubine: Take it up with her, I'm just the messenger.

Mistress: Okay. See you all soon. 

Now all she had to do was wait patiently for the others to arrive. If only she were a more patient person.