You have to be careful about messing around at work.

At my job, I worked my way up to the position of head of the planning and economic bureau. Naturally, I earned this position through my professionalism, and not because, as some in our organization say, as soon as we got a new director, I spread my legs for him and showed him what I was capable of. And that became, as my ill-wishers again say, my official duty. At the same time, I, so to speak, found some fuckboys among my colleagues for my own pleasure. My next chosen one was our IT guy, a 22-year-old boy. He was just a boy, but his cock was wow, and how he fucked with it—sometimes he could fuck me for about an hour, cumming 2-3 times without pulling out of me, or he'd cum in my pussy once and immediately start fucking my ass. And so, one more time, he was fucking me after work in my office. I had forgotten to lock the door, and that very door opened and a security guard walked in, checking all the premises at the end of the workday to make sure everything was in order. My young Romeo, who had already cum in my pussy by that minute, was currently clearing out my ass. Hearing someone enter, he immediately pulled out of me, his cock instantly went limp and hung like a sausage, while I was lying across the table with my bare ass, remnants of semen dripping from my pussy. Quite a picture. The security guard, a man around 50, immediately took the bull by the horns. "A respectable organization, and some people turn their offices into a mess," and so on in the same tone. Coming to my senses, I offered him compensation for the moral damage we had caused him with our indecency and handed him several bills. He took them and was about to leave, but changed his mind. "Yes, you compensated for my moral damage, but what if the director finds out that his mistress not only fucks him but others too? That would be moral damage for him, wouldn't it? So, beautiful"—this was to me—"lie back on the table; when I'm fucking, I forget everything." Instantly multiplying two by two in my head, I decided, do I really need to lose a well-paying job? And the director wasn't a bad lover either. I walked up to the security guard, unzipped his fly, took out his cock, and put it in my mouth. I'm sucking the moral guardian's cock, while my young fuckboy, probably thinking he hadn't finished fucking me, lifted my rear and shoved it into my ass, which he had just exited. And they started fucking me in sync, fucking for about 10 minutes. During those minutes, I was outraged at first, but then the outrage passed and... the high from two cocks set in; I had several orgasms. After pounding me in that position, the men switched places and fucked for another 10 minutes until they came. They parted peacefully. About a week later, the boy came to me again, but remembering his previous visit, I myself don't know why, called the security desk and invited the guard to come to my office and monitor whether morality was being violated in my office. An hour later, it was recorded that the men had equal access to my holes, and I was even more pleased with them. After that, such threesomes continued for about another six months until they fell apart for various reasons. Valya