Bev has just landed her dream job as the office slut for twenty hot studs. But she can’t get the secretary Melissa out of her thoughts. Melissa wants her, but is Bev ready for her first lesbian experience? And who is Melissa’s friend, who has the hots for them both? The third book in the Office Slut series, this story is 6900 words of f/f/f threesomes, oral sex, strap-ons, and sweet, Sapphic love! More
Bev has just landed her dream job as the office slut for twenty hot studs. But she can’t get the secretary Melissa out of her thoughts. Melissa wants her, but is Bev ready for her first lesbian experience? And who is Melissa’s friend, who has the hots for them both? The third book in the Office Slut series, this story is 6900 words of f/f/f threesomes, oral sex, strap-ons, and sweet, Sapphic love!
We ordered lunch, and our drinks came quickly. Jenny turned to me. “Bev! It’s so great to meet you! Melissa’s told me all about you. Do you enjoy the new job?”
“Yeah,” I replied nonchalantly. “It’s… fun.”
“Oh, she’s enjoying it, I can tell,” Melissa laughed. “Those halls echo.” I blushed, and she laughed harder.
Jenny swatted the back of Melissa’s hand lightly. “Oh, that’s mean. Don’t worry, Bev, I know all about it.” When this startled me rather than reassuring me, she continued. “Why do you think they were hiring someone for that position?”
“Well, the last girl left,” I started, but then realization dawned on me. “You were the last girl!” Jenny’s smile told me I guessed correctly. I felt a lot less nervous - she wasn’t a complete stranger, but a comrade in arms, so to speak.
“I enjoyed it too,” she said with an airy giggle.
“Why did you leave?” I asked. “Nothing bad happened, did it?”
“Oh no,” she replied easily, “not at all. I loved that job, but I decided it was time to move on. I’m back in school for interior design, and with what they paid, I’m not going to have to work again any time soon. It was way more fun than studying, though, I have to admit.”
“Tell me about it,” I replied. “I never thought I’d be so lucky.”
“Oh my God!” she squeaked. “Does Mike still work there?” Our food arrived, and I nodded as a steaming plate of noodles was set down before me. “What I miss more than anything is getting ****ed by that monster **** of his.” The server would have probably dropped Jenny’s plate if she hadn’t been setting it down as Jenny spoke. Still, the clatter of the dish as it dropped the final inch to the table punctuated the silence that followed. Jenny merely smiled and thanked the server. “I swear, I thought I was going to split in half every time he ****ed me.” She picked up her fork and cheerfully began to eat as the server stared at her, then walked off very briskly. Her totally blasé attitude towards the topic of our conversation stunned me at first, but I got over it quickly. If she had had my job for a couple years, that explained a lot. Plus, her confidence was infectious, just like Megan’s.
“You mean you don’t miss me?” Melissa pouted with mock indignation.
Jenny laughed. “I still have you. Have you slept with her yet, Bev?” she asked as she gathered a forkful of noodles. I flushed.
“Ah, well… no.”
“You’re missing out,” she replied, eyes wide, with all the weight of preacher trying to enlighten me as to the meaning of life. “I mean, God, the things she can do with her tongue…”
“I don’t think that Bev’s into girls,” Melissa replied, then turned towards me. “And that’s part of why I wanted to take you out to lunch. I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel uncomfortable by checking you out all the time. If you’re not interested, I’ll stop. However, in my defense, you are incredibly hot.” Jenny nodded vigorously at this, and Melissa smiled.
I looked down, moving food around my plate with my fork nervously. “It’s not that I’m not interested in women, I guess; I’ve just never been with another woman. And you looking at me like all the guys do… well, I kinda… like it.” I stammered.