WIP: Harem House Chapter 21 Part 4

Friday morning, Arthur woke to Selene's hand on his cock, slowly pumping him as she gazed lovingly at him from her position halfway down the mattress. He thought briefly that he should ask for his emergency key back, as she was clearly abusing it, but honestly, he didn’t mind. And if this was anything like what life at the house would be like, he wanted to start packing immediately. Or as soon as they were done here.

Arthur beckoned her to come up to him, and she slid up next to him on the pillow. He kissed her, and in the kiss, she moved to straddle him, then slowly impaled herself on him, rocking her hips back and forth slowly to gently fuck her Master. She was hot and wet for him already, and she closed her eyes in bliss as she rocked back and forth on his cock, grinding her clit into his pelvis and holding on to his hips with her hands. She rubbed against him and rode him like that until he came. She didn't seem to care about whether she came, but Arthur moved his hips in rhythm, grinding against her clit every time her hips rocked forward. He came first, then used his hand to reward his eager slave. 

“Good morning, Master.” Selene cooed as he held her after their little fuck session. It wasn’t bondage or S&M, but riding him the way she did this morning was loving and tender. Holding her now, running his fingers through her long golden hair, Arthur felt more rested and relaxed than he had in a long time. He squeezed her close, and she nestled into him, kissing his chest until they finally had to get up and get ready for the day. 

Kat joined them for the trek to the gym, where they met up with Kelly again for the usual workout. This time, however, instead of working out with Arthur, Kelly spent most of her attention on Kat and Selene, going over a workout routine she'd devised for Kat and one she was working on for Selene. 

Kat seemed reluctant to do the work, but she was thankful to Kelly for the work she'd done, so she said she would try it out. Kelly walked her through the exercises, and Arthur enjoyed watching their squats a little too much. 

Breakfast in the cafeteria was quick, and the four of them said goodbye outside the dining hall, with the girls each kissing Arthur before departing, which got some looks from passersby. Then Arthur was back in the office. 

Beth was at his desk again when he arrived for work a little before 8 a.m. Mindy was already there, also waiting at his desk. The two had been talking quietly and immediately stopped when Arthur arrived. They watched as he put his things by his desk and started his computer. 

"Good morning, Ladies." Arthur smiled. "Everything okay?"

"Yes, Sir." Mindy smiled at him. "I was just talking to Miss Rian about you and how I want to take on some responsibilities in the office."

"Oh?" Arthur asked. Mindy showing initiative at work wasn't totally alien, but somehow, he felt this wasn't strictly office-related. 

"She wants to be your personal assistant." Beth explained, though she didn’t sound pleased about it. "Should we talk about this in my office?" Beth asked. "The other student workers should be here soon." 

"Sure." Arthur gestured to her office door, and the trio went in with Beth leading the way.

Arthur noticed she’d dressed a little differently today. Beth usually wore long skirts and feminine dresses. Today, she wore gray slacks that hung midway down her tall black heels. She had a frilly pastel blue button-up blouse with snaps for buttons closed all the way up to its tight ringed collar. The stretch of the fabric over her breasts was the only hint of them, though it made her bust look larger than it usually did. 

Mindy was dressed in typical office attire for her. A black pleated skirt roughly knee length over a pair of what Arthur knew to be thigh-high stockings. Her white top was tucked in but had no buttons, and its low neckline showed off her large DD breasts. Her darker skin was displayed between that and the sleeves ending at the puffy shoulder frills, leaving her arms bare without her blazer. She, too wore heels.

"Close the door?" Beth asked. 

Arthur shut the door. Both women stood awkwardly in front of Beth’s desk as if waiting for Arthur to start speaking, but he didn't know what they were waiting for him to say. He locked the door. Then he went around to the other one, but the entrance to the hallway was already locked.

He turned back to look at the two of them, and Mindy whispered something to Beth, who looked shocked about something. Then Mindy turned the chair in front of Beth’s desk around and sank to her knees. She gestured for Beth to do the same in a slightly off-center spot.

Beth looked hesitant and didn't move. 

Arthur strode over calmly and took his seat, looking down at Mindy, who bowed her head respectfully, and looking up at Beth, who looked down at him with anxiety plain on her face as she looked at both doors to double-check they were locked.

"We don't have to." Arthur started. "But it might be enjoyable to start the workday like this, with a little team meeting every morning to review the daily tasks."

Beth nodded. Arthur took that as a yes. 

"Kneel." Arthur ordered Beth. 

She looked at him but slowly sank down, using the arm of his chair for support. She looked up at him, and he smiled at her. 

"Good girl." He said, mostly out of habit. 

Goosebumps erupted over Beth's skin, spreading over her arms and flushing her chest so that her nipples poked just through her thin bra, tenting her shirt in two noticeable spots. Arthur took note. She liked praise. 

"So Mindy wants to be my personal assistant here at the office?" Arthur asked. 

"Yes." Beth swallowed thickly. "I've tried to explain that you don't need a PA. I don't even have a PA. You don't have meetings or much of a schedule to manage, and you check other people's work more than write your own, so there's not much need for one." 

"But the title is important to you?" Arthur asked Mindy.

She nodded. "Yes, Sir." She said. "I want to be your office girl." 

Arthur smirked. "You are my office girl." He told Mindy. "My office whore." He looked at Beth. "And you're my boss bitch." 

Beth looked uncomfortable but didn't protest. 

"You don't like the name?" Arthur asked. 

Beth seemed to think for a moment, then shook her head. 

"Is there something you would rather I call you?" Arthur asked. 

Beth looked like she was thinking again, going through as many pet names and nicknames as she could recall. She came up empty. "I don't know." 

"Then I'll decide what to call you until we can think of something you like for when you're good." Arthur decided. "Agreed?" 

"Yeah, okay." Beth answered.

Arthur leaned forward and took hold of her face by clamping his fingers and thumb on either side of her mouth. "The correct response in moments like this is 'yes, Sir.' Understand?" 

Beth squeezed her legs together, and her breathing turned heavy as her heartbeat increased its frequency of its own accord. "Yes, Sir." She managed to say through her puckered face. 

Arthur released her face and sat back, enjoying their kneeling in front of him. Beth looked down, her eyes resting on Arthur's knee and occasionally flicking inward. Mindy kept her gaze on Arthur's face, smiling at him. 

"Could we share her?" Arthur asked suddenly after giving Mindy's desires a few minutes of contemplation. "Make her your PA and, by extension, mine?" 

Beth looked as though she was thinking it over. "I… I guess so, Sir. I don't even need a PA, though, to be honest. I'm invited to marketing meetings out of courtesy."

"It would be a good experience for her." Arthur added. "Obviously, her pay and primary responsibilities would remain the same. It's not a promotion, right?" He asked Mindy, who nodded.

"No, I'm still a student worker. I just want to be your PA." Mindy answered.

"Any objections to handling Miss Rian's calendar and acting as her PA, too?" Arthur asked. 

Mindy shook her head. "No objections, Sir." 

"Any objections?" He asked Beth, who looked like she was still thinking it over. 

"No, Sir." Beth answered finally. "No objections." 

"That's settled then." Arthur sat back and rolled his shoulders. "What else is on the docket today, Mindy?" 

"We have to get out that mailing by the end of the week, so printing, folding, stuffing, the usual. You'll need to assign some workers to that." Mindy started going over the business of the day.

While she was talking, Arthur caught Beth’s attention and gestured to his thigh. She wasn't sure what he was suggesting, so she didn't move. He made a motion with his hand over his thigh, but she still didn't seem to get it. He beckoned for her to come closer to him. She rose up so she was standing on her knees and put a hand on his knee to steady herself. 

Arthur leaned forward, kissed her, and as he sat back, drew her hand with him down from his knee to the length beneath his trousers. Beth gingerly left her hand there, not moving, unsure what to do. 

He placed his hand over hers and started rubbing himself with her hand caught in the middle, her fingers only slightly curved around his girth, as if she’d never touched a cock before.  

"What do you think?" Arthur asked, looking at her. 

"I think there's no way this would ever fit." Beth answered honestly. Though she didn’t sound disparaged at the thought, she sounded more intrigued. "Uh… Sir." She added when she saw Mindy and Arthur exchange a look like they were in on an inside joke. 

"I meant, what do you think of Mindy's suggestion for who to assign to the mailing we need to get out by the end of the day?" 

"Oh." Scarlet flooded across Beth’s face in a heated blush.

"Looks like someone's getting spanked at lunch." Mindy mused. 

Beth looked like she’d been slapped. "I'm sorry! I got-"

"It's okay." Arthur smirked. "Why don't you give it a try anyway? See if it'll fit." 

Beth looked uncertain but slowly started to reach for his zipper. Her hand stopped partway there as the door connecting her office to the primary office jiggled, and then someone knocked. Beth was on her feet immediately, behind her desk, and professional before Mindy had even gotten up from the floor. Arthur turned toward Beth’s desk and crossed his legs. Mindy waited until they were set, and then she opened the door. 

Tara stood on the other side of it. “There everybody is.” She joked. “Is everything okay? 

“Did you need something?” Beth asked sharply, which wasn’t out of order for her usual reaction to being interrupted but was a little harsh. 

“Oh, yeah. The printer is out of toner, or jammed, or something.” She thumbed over her shoulder toward the printer. 

“And you can’t put in the new toner?” Beth asked, just as snappish as before. 

“Well, Arthur usually-” Tara started to defend herself. 

“I’ll take care of it, Tara. Thank you.” Arthur said as he brushed himself off and stood up. His slacks were graciously presentable, thanks to the scare of being caught. 

Tara nodded and stepped aside to make room for Arthur. 

“We’ll follow up later.” He told Beth. “You’re eating lunch in the office today, right?” 

“Yes, Sssss.” Beth turned the Sir she almost said into a hiss. 

Arthur smirked. “See? I told you you’d like Producers.” He had no idea if Beth got the reference, but it was enough to dispel any curiosity from Tara. She followed him out and watched him swap the toner while Beth and Mindy got to work. 

It wasn't until the lunch hour that they were able to reconvene. Typically, Beth would have left with the others to go to lunch while Mindy and Arthur stayed behind. This time, she decided to stay.

The mailing was nearly finished, and usually, Arthur and Mindy would have spent the hour knocking the rest of it out. Instead, as soon as the last student worker left, Mindy locked the door and closed the blinds. 

Beth saw her closing the blinds through the open door and did the same in her office. Then she locked the hallway door. She went back to her desk, but Arthur and Mindy didn't come into her office; they were waiting for her by Arthur’s desk. The same desk Beth had watched Arthur bend Mindy over on Wednesday. 

Arthur looked like he was still working at his computer. Mindy stood to the side of his desk facing him, her hands clasped together demurely in front of her skirt, her arms framing her breasts. 

Beth approached slowly. She was unsure of what to do or say. She wasn't even sure what she was supposed to be doing. Well, she knew what she was supposed to be doing as far as the University was concerned. She wasn't sure what Arthur wanted her to do, and in her lust for him, that seemed more important. 

"What should I-" Beth started to ask, but Arthur cut her off by raising his left hand and pointing next to Mindy with two fingers. 

"Stand beside Mindy." He instructed. "And both of you stand a bit away from the desk, then lean forward and put your hands on the edge of it." 

Mindy seemed to know exactly how to pose, with her feet hip distance apart, her back slightly arched so her chest pointed forward, and her ass pushed out a little. Beth did her best to mimic Mindy but felt inferior next to her like Mindy knew what she was doing while Beth was just an amateur.

Arthur kept typing until he apparently finished what he was working on and saved it. Then he stood and moved around behind them. 

Beth glanced over her shoulder at him, but he snapped his fingers and pointed forward. She returned her gaze ahead, staring at the wall on the other side of his desk.

"Now, Mindy has thirty spankings left for her tardiness on Monday." Arthur recounted. "And Beth deserves some spankings, I think, for not paying attention this morning." He decided. "Any objections?" 

"No, Sir." Mindy said immediately. 

"No, Sir." Beth followed up, quiet and awkward. 

"Good. Let's see what we're working with. Lift your skirt, Mindy. Beth, drop those pants." Arthur commanded. 

Mindy obeyed without hesitation, reaching down and rolling up her skirt to show off a thin white lace thong cleaving its way up her ass. She tucked the skirt into its waistband so it stayed, then resumed her position with her hands on Arthur’s desk. 

Beth's fingers fumbled over her belt, then her clasp, then her zipper. She was nervous and excited and a little apprehensive about what she'd felt in his pants earlier. "This is just spanking, right?" She asked as she finally managed to open her pants. "You're not going to like…" 

"I'm going to do whatever I want." Arthur responded darkly, which sent a visible shiver up Beth’s spine. She didn't protest. She simply nodded and then released the waistband of her pants. Her gray slacks fell to the floor and pooled around her ankles. 

Beth had chosen sexier underwear this time, with a pair of pink French cut bikini briefs with elastic straps that stretched over her half-moon hips like strings. Arthur admired their backsides as he stood behind them and picked up the ruler. He pressed it against Mindy’s cheek first, then Beth’s, pressing it against the flesh to get a feel for how much give he had to work with. 

“You will count each one and thank me for them.” Arthur instructed. “Understood?” 

“Yes, Sir.” Beth and Mindy answered in unison, though Beth sounded scared, while Mindy's answer was full of eagerness. 

“Everything okay, Beth?” Arthur asked. 

“Yes, Sir.” Beth answered. “Just… nervous. I’ve never been spanked before.” 

“Hm…” Arthur thought about it for a moment. “Is that so?” 

“Yes, Sir.” Beth answered. She looked over her shoulder at him, but his face was hard to read. He’d always seemed either happy and friendly or harried and frustrated. This stern look on his face was one Beth imagined before; when she had specific thoughts about him, she knew she shouldn’t have. 

“Hm…” Arthur said again, looking thoughtful now. “Let’s do this a little more intimately, then.” He decided. “I’m sure Mindy won’t mind putting off her spanking for a bit. Will you?” 

“No, Sir.” Mindy assured him. 

Arthur stepped away. “Mindy, come here.” His voice made Mindy look over at him, and she followed to where he stood near the wall. He placed the ruler on the wall. “Cross your hands behind your back, and hold this ruler in place with your nose against the wall.” 

Mindy looked at him for a moment and did as he bid. He adjusted her a little and then stepped away to admire his work. She was standing with her feet spread, her arms crossed behind her back bent forward at the waist with her ass sticking out into the room, her cheeks spread, and her face pressed against the wall, holding the ruler up against it. She didn’t know how long she could hold the position, but she assumed that was part of the fun. She wondered what the punishment might be for dropping it. 

“Hold it there until I’m done with Miss Rian. If you drop it, you’ll lose bra privileges for a week.” Arthur explained. 

Mindy and Beth’s eyes both went wide. They were both large-chested and while Mindy might go without a bra for an hour or two while they played or overnight while she slept, to go without one for a week was a different story entirely. 

“D-do you mean just in the office, or… like, for a full week?” Mindy asked. 

“A full week.” Arthur assured her. “So don’t drop the ruler.” 

“Yes, Boss.” Mindy said and made sure to push into the ruler a little more. 

Arthur enjoyed the view of Mindy as he walked away from her, took her chair from her computer station, spun it around, and sat down on it so that he was facing her. “Miss Rian, come here.” 

Beth straightened and paused for a moment. He raised an eyebrow at her, and she tried to gracefully step toward him, but with her pants around her ankles, it was small, narrow steps or waddling. She chose small, narrow steps, shuffling over to him in her heels until she stood beside him like he gestured. 

“I want you to lay yourself over my lap.” Arthur instructed. “Hands on the floor, legs spread slightly.” 

Beth worked out the position in her head first and then hesitantly lowered herself over his lap, using her hands on his thigh to guide herself into place and then pressing her palms flat against the floor on the other side of them. With her legs straight, her toes touched down on the other side of him, and she suddenly felt something press against her stomach even as she felt Arthur’s hand grip her ass beneath her panties. 

“You have a great ass.” Arthur told Beth. 

Beth blushed but didn’t answer. Arthur smacked the cheek he was holding. “The correct response is, Thank you, Sir.” 

Beth swallowed. “Thank you, Sir.” 

“That’s better.” Arthur went back to rubbing her backside, occasionally squeezing it until Beth was starting to close her eyes and revel in the feeling. She found herself wishing he would move his hand lower, rub lower, closer to between her legs. She wanted him to reach under her panties again and rub her there, where he’d rubbed her before, where no one else had ever touched her. 

“I see you like getting groped.” Arthur said as he gave her another squeeze. 

“Wha-” Beth slowly came out of her daze. “What?” 

“You’re wet.” Arthur pointed out. He could feel the damp spot on her panties with his fingertips, which teasingly grazed over her in light waves. 

She tried to push back against him, to make his fingers rub her there, but he moved his hand away. 

“I’m going to spank you now.” He said to Beth. “But you’re going to enjoy it.” 

Beth wasn’t so sure, but she didn’t protest. “Whatever you want. Just… just do it.” 

“Oh, that wasn’t an order.” Arthur laughed softly. “That was a prediction. Trust me. Mindy’s jealous of you right now, aren’t you, Whore?” 

“Incredibly jealous.” Mindy replied immediately. “And hoping for some release myself, if there’s time.” 

Arthur smirked and then let his fingers rub gently where Beth had been hoping he would. She closed her eyes and almost whimpered when she felt his hand pull away. Then he brought it down across her cheeks, and she jolted forward with the smack. 

“Count.” Arthur reminded her. 

“Uh… One.” Beth declared. “Thank you, Sir.” 

Smack. 

“Two.” Beth counted immediately. “Thank you, Sir.” 

Smack. The third strike was more brutal, and Beth swallowed before counting. “Three.” She said. “Thank you, Sir.” 

Smack. “Four. Thank you, Sir.” Smack. “Five. Thank you, Sir. Ah!” Beth exclaimed when Arthur’s fingers slid inside her wet and ready folds and curled against her insides with a firm stroke of his fingertip. She pushed against his hand, and he fingered her, trapping her clit with his thumb and holding it down while he gently shifted the pressure of his thumb to stimulate her until she felt she was about to cry out. 

Then he started spanking her again. Strikes six through ten were more demanding than the previous five but not intolerable. They felt strangely pleasurable, and Beth found herself losing track of what was pain and what was a pleasure as he alternated between spanking her and toying with her. He was playing with her, toying with her body as if he knew it better than she did. He was so confident and capable like this that Beth couldn’t help but lose herself to the fantasy. 

Arthur was younger than she was. He was twenty-two, and she was thirty. There were so many reasons why she shouldn’t be stretched over his lap right now, about to experience an orgasm at his hand. There were so many reasons why she should put a stop to this porno fantasy come to life. And yet, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She couldn’t even bring herself to pretend like she didn’t want him to lay her down on the office worktable and take her right then and there, even knowing that she was a virgin, and this was definitely the deep end. She’d never done this kind of thing before, never had the chance, and yet here was the opportunity, nothing like she’d hoped when she was younger, but when every touch was bliss, it was hard to pull herself back to reality. 

Yet he didn’t seem ready to fuck her yet either, as though that were some line he might not bring himself to cross with her. Knowing that didn’t feel great, but he still seemed determined to get her to orgasm. His finger skills were mind-blowingly good, and the authoritative tone in his voice as he reminded her to count when she faltered sent shivers down her spine. She didn’t have to wonder how he managed to have five girlfriends anymore. The question was, why wasn’t she one of them already? 

The answer to that was real life, but right now? At this moment? None of it seemed to matter. The entire world and all its problems were gone. All that existed was the pressure of Arthur’s thigh against her breasts, his cock against her stomach, and the dull red heat coming from her cheeks that paled in comparison to the heat between her legs as his fingers made her twitch and drove her toward that inevitable bliss of orgasm. 

“Thirty.” Beth gasped out. “Thank you, Sir.” 

Arthur looked down at her. “I think that’s enough for now.” He decided. 

“Please, Sir.” Beth tried to look over her shoulder at him. “Please, don’t stop. More. I need more.” 

Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. Then he gave her his answer by striking her ass again, harder than before. 

“Thirty-one.” Beth gasped. “Thank you, Sir.” There were tears in her eyes, but not from the pain or the pleasure, really. They were just there, and by the time he reached forty, she was nearly there. Just before forty-five, she suddenly bucked, shoved her face into her elbow, gave out some kind of muffled cry, and soaked through her panties as she came hard. Her entire body shook and shuddered, and she went limp. 

Arthur went back to rubbing her butt, soothing her in low tones as he spoke softly to her, telling her she was a good girl and generally being very sweet about it. The spanking, for as many strikes as it was, had not been terrible. There was a dull red glow coming from her backside, but it would fade in time. No lotions or creams were needed. Still, he rubbed it and hugged her, and she stayed there like that for a few minutes until the shame in her mind grew loud enough to force her to flee. 

“May I be excused?” Beth asked when she was ready. “I need to finish eating lunch.” She explained. 

Arthur nodded. “Sure.” He looked at her with an appraising look and halted her with his hand as she started to stand up. “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah.” Beth nodded as she stood up, still a little shaky. “I’m just… it’s a lot, and I’m not used to it.” She explained. “But I… I really needed that. Thank you.” 

“Anytime.” Arthur nodded. 

He watched as Beth pulled her pants up and buckled her belt. 

Mindy was still up against the wall, and Arthur waited until Beth was back in her part of the office, the door closed, before getting up and walking over to Mindy. The ruler was still there, though Mindy’s position had shifted slightly so that her chin was helping her nose keep it trapped against the wall. 

“Good girl.” Arthur said softly in her ear. “Are you ready to be rewarded?” 

“Yes, Sir.” Mindy said, slightly muffled against the ruler and the wall behind it. 

Arthur placed his hand on the ruler and took it, helping Mindy stand up straight. “Tits out.” Arthur said as he went back to the chair. 

Mindy reached down and pulled her neckline down under her breasts, then scooped them one at a time out of her bra, forcing them up from all the additional support but presenting them to Arthur's hungry gaze as he beckoned her over to him. 

Arthur kept his legs together but beckoned her closer still, forcing her to widen her legs over his lap and straddle him. Arthur pulled her thong aside, and she sank onto him as far as she could comfortably go with a chirpy little gasp that almost made him cum right there. Fortunately, he held it back with a firm clench and wrapped his arms around her, resting his hands on her backside. He pushed up into her, and she rocked her hips forward, riding him. 

With her breasts exposed the way they were, they were just within reach, and Arthur took her nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and teeth before swapping to the other breast. He went back and forth like that for a while. 

“Oh…” Mindy moaned softly. “Yes…” She cooed. “I’m… I’m going to…” She gasped as Arthur slid one hand around to her front, and his thumb played with her clit while she rocked her hips back and forth, fucking herself with his thick cock in rolling waves of pleasure while he bit and teased her tits. The orgasm took her when he added yet another stimulus to the pleasures and spanked her with the hand on her ass. Mindy flung her head back and choked on her cry as she came, shuddering and twisting until Arthur had to wrap both of his arms around her to hold her still. Her insides clamped down on Arthur like a hot, wet vice, and she did her best to coax his orgasm from him. 

She stopped rocking, and Arthur held her tightly until she came down from it. 

“You didn’t cum?” Mindy asked softly. 

“Not yet.” Arthur answered. 

“Well?” Mindy asked. “What are you waiting for, Boss? Make me your whore.” 

Arthur smirked. He held Mindy close, and she squealed a little as he stood up with her, still impaling her in a slightly awkward squat. Walking with her was difficult, but he only had to take about four steps before he was able to lay her down on the work table. 

“Enjoying the show?” Arthur asked as he looked over to Beth, who was standing in the doorway, clinging to it as though she needed it to stay standing. 

Beth didn’t answer, but the hot, raw passion in her eyes told Arthur everything he needed to know. 

“I’m going to need your panties, Miss Rian.” Arthur told her. “Come over here, and shove them into Mindy’s mouth to keep her quiet while I make her my little whore.” 

Beth’s steps faltered as she moved to obey without answering him. She walked over to the other side of the table and stood by it, then quietly started undoing her pants and taking them all the way off so that she could slip out of her panties. 

Arthur had a good view of the clock. They were coming up on the last few minutes of their time before other office workers started returning from lunch and wondering why the doors were locked. He did his best to warn Mindy. “This is going to be hard, fast, and brutal.” He warned her darkly. 

“Do it!” Mindy bucked her hips eagerly against him. She was wet and hot, and the juices from her orgasm were an excellent coat of lubricant between them both. She flexed inside and squeezed his cock as she locked eyes with him. “Fuck me, Boss. Fuck me like I’m your goddamn whore.” 

Arthur gave her her wish. With his hands on either side of her on the table, he started fucking her. The table was the perfect height for him to stand with his knees slightly bent and plow straight into Mindy with her legs hooked over his hips and her ankles crossed behind him, squeezing him into her with every thrust. Beth, on the other side of the table, pushed her already-wet panties into Mindy’s mouth and clasped her hand over her lips, staying clear of her nose so she could still breathe. Mindy moaned and gave muffled screams into the panties that sounded like soft encouragements to Arthur’s ears. 

He fucked her hard and fast to the point that he was sweating before he finally felt his legs start to tighten and clench. His body was priming, getting ready to explode. His breathing was hard and heavy, and the table beneath Mindy held firm. Beth looked up and locked eyes with Arthur as he fucked Mindy, and she smiled. 

Arthur came explosively, and Mindy gave a muffled squeal of pleasure as she felt his bulge and then shoot inside her. Hot, thick ropes of cum pumped out of his cock and filled her with waves of delight as her eyes rolled gently upward toward the back of her head. Beth let go of her mouth, and Mindy turned her head aside to push out the panties and take in deep gulps of breath through her mouth until her exposed chest stopped heaving and fell into slow breathing patterns. 

Beth was still blushing with shame by the time Mindy and Arthur had recovered. Arthur staggered back to the chair and sat down. Mindy let her feet down, unable to reach the floor with her back against the table but not yet wanting to move. Beth wasn’t sure what to do, but she was worried that the others would return soon, so she did the only thing that came to mind. She cleaned. 

Beth had some wet wipes on her desk that she fetched, as well as some paper towels that were standard for the office. She offered one to Arthur as she passed him. Then she offered some to Mindy. And the two of them cleaned themselves up a little as Beth cleaned the table. 

“Uh… Miss Rian?” Mindy asked cautiously. 

“Yes?” Beth asked, distracted by the task of making the room presentable again. She had some air freshener on her desk, too, or would that be too noticeable? She didn’t think the room smelled of sex, but it wouldn’t hurt to be careful, and if anyone asked, they could just say that keeping the office clean was part of Arthur’s new responsibilities, which he took care of while everyone else was away at lunch so he wouldn’t disturb them. Yeah, that would work. 

“You should probably put your pants back on.” Mindy pointed out. 

Beth looked down and blushed furiously, realizing that she’d been wiping things down and cleaning up with her pants and panties off. Her panties were still on the table, wet and soggy from her own juices and Mindy’s mouth. 

Arthur smirked. “I don’t know.” He said. “I’m enjoying the view.” 

Beth blushed even more furiously as Mindy giggled. Mindy tossed the panties on the table at Arthur, who caught them and put them in his book bag. 

“You don’t mind, do you?” Arthur asked Beth. “I seem to have the beginnings of a collection between these and the ones I made Mindy wear Wednesday.” 

Beth blushed again but shook her head. She went back to her pants, put them on, and then went back into her office and closed the door so she could put her shoes on. 

Arthur handed Mindy her water bottle before taking a long drink from his. Mindy did the same, feeling refreshed as she killed off the water. 

“I’m going to go clean up real quick.” Mindy said as Arthur wiped the spot on the table where the panties had been. “Don’t want you dripping down my legs all day.” She smirked. 

“Yes, you do.” Arthur smirked back at her, and Mindy giggled. She gave him a wink and unlocked the main door after ensuring she and Arthur were dressed and presentable again. 

“Okay, I do, but I don’t want anyone else catching us.” She admitted as Beth came through with the air freshener. “I don’t want us to get in trouble, after all.” Mindy pointed out. “I freakin’ love this job.” 

Arthur laughed. Beth went back into her office, Mindy exited to the hallway and the bathroom, and he went back to work after opening the blinds once more. If this was what his new Monday, Wednesday, and Friday office hours were going to look like, he was going to enjoy them. All he had to do now was wait for the other student workers, and then he and Mindy could go to lunch, which they did. 

And Friday rolled on until it was finally time for Arthur to leave the office for the day and get ready for his date with Kelly.