Door clicks locked. Printer hums faintly outside. Coffee scent clings, mixed with thick perfume. Cassy and I stare at Alex’s glowing back. Tattooed words glow brighter now. Deeper meaning hits. Cassy strokes the letters. Careful. Reverent. Alex and Cassy inches apart. Fabrics brush. Sudden kiss. Alex on Cassy. Deep. Private passion. I watch. Cassy grabs Alex’s shirt. Crumples it. Kiss intensifies. World fades. Alex dives fingers into Cassy’s blonde hair. Cassy melts. Kisses Alex’s neck. Shoulders. Alex half-naked. Cassy trails neon lips down back. Licks skin. Tongue over tattoos. Alex shivers. Soft sigh. Cassy stops. Lifts head. ‘Did I hurt you? I’ll stop…’ ‘No! It hurts… but I fucking love it…’ Alex whispers. Mysterious. Seductive. ‘Wanna join, Broody? It’s your gift after all.’ Alex turns. First time I see her tits. Small. Flat chest. Perky nipples point hard. Erotic. Magnetic. Pulls me in. She grabs my hand. Draws me close. My thumb grazes her right nipple. Slides smooth skin. Circles navel. Up to her mouth. Alex traps finger. Bites playfully. Smirks. Whirlwind spins me. Act on instinct. Drunk on vibe. Natural. Cassy presses behind me. Chin on shoulder. Whispers hot: ‘We’re good here, all three…’ ‘All three’ freezes me. Suave voice. Alex’s hypnotic eyes. Doll in their hands. They undress me. Synced. Natural. Cassy lifts my blouse. Skin touches skin. She ditched bra. Nipples tease my shoulder blades. Head falls back. Alex kisses neck. Lip ring rolls cold metal. Shiver hits. Fangs graze throat. Fake? Sharp. Perfect. Like lenses, piercings. Unique girl. Thrills me. Cassy yanks jeans down. Panties too. Naked. Four hands ignite skin. Pores scream. Fingers tease near pussy. Lips slick. Begging deeper. I slide hands under Cassy’s skirt. No panties. Grab round ass. She murmurs: ‘Your front-row presentations get so hot. Commando feels free.’ Words buzz ear. Hypnotic. Alex glances Cassy. Signal. Feet lift. Cassy under arms. Alex grabs legs. Carry me to conference table. Like ritual sacrifice. Legs on Alex’s shoulders. Her mouth seals pussy. Heat. Tenderness. Tongue hits spot. Knows me. Heart races. Breath ragged. On table. Alex devours. Eyes wide. Mouth too. Reach for Cassy. Arm shakes. Pleasure blocks. Cassy licks my fingers. Suggestive. Stands. Drops skirt. Smooth. Bare. Straddles face. Tongue dives in. Lick her eager. Mirror Alex’s moves. Precise. She feels what I feel. Symbiosis. Tongues sync. Twist. Flick. Thrust. Perfect mirror. Alex controls? Cassy’s thighs clamp. Hiccups. High moans. Cums hard. Juice drips nose. Lips. Taste strong. Salty sweet. Nails dig shoulder. She slides off. Alex keeps feasting. Cassy recovers. Caresses Alex’s back. Cheek. Tongue. Nails rake from shoulders to ass crack. Red trails. Claw marks. Alex lifts head. Grins. Satisfied. ‘See? She loves pain. Told you. That slave collar? Literal. Control her right, she’s a fury.’ Eyes lock. Excites me more. Alex dives back. They kneel. Fingers plunge pussy. Double. Deep. Intense. Tremble. Moan loud. Hands push heads. Malice in eyes. Body numbs. Abs burn. Spine tingles. Neck chills. Time stops. Rigidity. Pain-pleasure mix. Fingers grip table edge. Alex’s cold hand on hot forehead. Shock. Pussy clamps. Explode. Fall half-conscious. Panting. Blissed. Sore. They kiss. Caress. Ignore me. I rise. Grab presentation mic. Table. My lucky one. Ex engraved initials. Mine only. Press to Alex’s lips. She licks. Phallic shape. Cassy grinds pussy on my ass. Heat. I tug collar. Pull mouth off. Doggy on table. Perfect ass. Cassy tongue-fucks Alex’s mouth. Slurps. I flat-side mic on pussy. Slick lips part. Thrust hard. Fast. She cries. Loves it. Mic glides deep. Soaked. Arms shake. Cassy steadies. Fingers Alex’s ass. Half-digit slips in. Hot view. Mic vanishes. Reappears. Voyeur rush. Idea hits. Wild. Finger myself. Already wet. Push mic ball in me. Fits. Grin. Laugh. Shared dildo. Ball locks in pussy. Thrust hips. Fuck her like man. Hard. Slaps echo. She buckles. Elbows. Ruts. Cums. Rales. Pussy grips. Crushes my clit. Chain orgasm. Scream together. Collapse. Cassy pulls mic. We pile on table. Skins slick. Breaths sync. Slow. Eyes sparkle. Mischief. Mic in hand. Sniff. ‘Next presentation smells special.’ Smirk. ‘Tonight’s meeting? Unforgettable. Tomorrow’s? No seats…’ Cassy. ‘You earned VIP. Second day here. Front row. Motivated fans like you deserve it.’ Smiles. Know VIP means back here. Glance Alex’s tattoo. Wild girls. Love it. Adjust skirt. Blouse. Hair. Unlock door. Mouse clicks resume outside. Back to open-space stares. Meeting next. Cool as ice.