Drive to the office parking lot. Silence thick. No word on him spying through my apartment window the other night. I ask to smoke. He nods. Cigarette glows. Ash drops. Awkward quiet stretches. Elevator dings. Printer hums distant. Coffee scent mixes with my perfume.
Mika greets us cool. Tosses climbing shoes my way. Barely looks. Pours coffee. Black, steaming. Franck and David roll in. We click fast. Canada chats. Studies. Varappe walls. Laughter bounces. Hervé sulks in corner. Mika too. Like extras.
The Building Tension
Franck eyes me. Flirty grin. David plays sweet. Holds my bag. Explains grips. Hands brush. Hervé fumes. Positions himself. Blocks me from back seat later. Jealous spike. Imagines their hands on me. Revolts him.
Climbing gym buzzes. Open-space glances dart. Mouse clicks echo. Door to gym swings. They guide me up. Hands on hands. Feet placements. Tough route for newbie. I laugh when stuck. Adrenaline pumps. Body long, arms strong. Flexible.
Lunch on mats. Rocks vibe. Franck pushes: ‘Bring her clubbing tonight, HervĂ©.’ David nods. Mika boasts climbs. I listen, hooked. HervĂ©’s gut twists. Who’ll fuck me first? Or both? Jealousy boils.
I slip away to pee. Hervé guards. Back. More climbs. Franck and I tackle hard bit. David pulls me to steep wall. Grip fails. I slip. Tumble soft onto mats. Three meters down. Scrapes burn. Hands raw. Arms shredded. Tears sting.
HervĂ© bolts down. ‘You okay?’ Tiny voice: ‘Yeah. Nothing broken.’ He checks. No limp. Lucky. David apologizes. Franck snaps: ‘Idiot move. Could’ve been six meters.’ I need kit. In conference room.
HervĂ© snaps: ‘Back off, guys. My cousin. I got her.’ Voice hard. They gape. Jokey retreat. I follow quiet. Door clicks locked. Printer whirs outside. Coffee lingers. Perfume clings. He cleans wounds gentle. Antiseptic stings.
‘Jealousy’s ugly, cousin.’ He blushes crimson. I push: ‘You’ve sulked all day. Spill. I know why. Talk.’ Silence. I tease: ‘Spying through glass? No shame here. Liked you watching. What’d you think?’
The Explosive Release
Walk short hall. Secluded. ‘Found you sexy. Attractive. Jerked to it.’ Mosquitoes buzz. I stop. ‘Now injured, how to rub my pussy?’ ‘I’d help.’ ‘You like me?’ ‘Love your hairy bush. Never seen such thick fur.’
Leggings drop. Panties too. Mid-thigh. Bush explodes. Thick. Inner thighs hairy. Excites him. ‘This it?’ ‘Fuck yes.’ T-shirt off. Bra snags bush. Small tits. Huge long nipples. Pointy. Hardening.
‘Graze slow. Circles. Pinch tips light.’ Skin silk. Warm. I guide. Fingers firmer. Tweak. ‘Lick now.’ Tongue laps. Alternate. Suck right. Moan. Grip head. Left next. Fierce. ‘Harder. Bite. Stretch.’ Pinch brutal. I cum. Eyes roll. Body shakes. Cry out.
Hand dives bush. Soaked. Kneel. Face in fur. Musky. Tongue vulve. Clit suck. Lap deep. She mauls tits. I devour. Squirt hits lips. Gulp. Suck harder. She bucks. Orgasms again.
‘Hmm, cousin. My turn.’ Kneels. Fumbles zipper one-handed. ‘Show cock.’ Out springs. Hot. Hard. ‘Imagined this jerking to me. Want it inside.’ Deepthroats. Gags. Pumps pro. ‘Cum. Feed me jizz.’ Swallows all. Gulps.
Dress shaky. Return path. I block. Kneel again. ‘Admire pussy.’ Drop pants. Eat quick. Fingers deep. Juicy. ‘Risky. They’ll see.’ Pull up reluctant. ‘Love your scent.’ Laugh. ‘Love your cock smell. Tonight, fuck me deep.’
She blocks. ‘Show again.’ Cock half-hard. Pussy whiff stiffens. Licks glans. Shaft. Balls sucked. Pump eyes locked. Stands. ‘Save for night fuck.’ Back to group. Climbers descend. Smirks. ‘Long talk?’ ‘Trauma recovery.’ They know. Kiss maybe?
No club. Take her home rest. Excuse perfect. Smiles knowing. Back to desk. Suit straight. Perfume fresh. Meeting resumes. Coffee sips. Mouse clicks. Secret burns. Tonight’s promise throbs.