One Rule: MMF Bi Menage Romance
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Her coworkers emerged and formed into their usual clumps. It wasn’t so different from high school if she thought about it. Even as adults, people found their cliques. As a teen she’d found it so isolating, not knowing which of those groups she should fit into. Her mother had given her a love of baking, and had insisted on sensible clothes, so should she stand with the Nice Girls with their smooth hair and bland faces, or walk over to the Drama Kids with their heavy makeup and goofy jokes? If she played games, should she stand with the geeks, or should she walk over to the jocks and their girlfriends because she enjoyed watching football? Most times she’d just eaten her lunch in silence, waiting desperately for class to start again.
This isn’t school, damn, snap out of it, she told herself. You’re a grown woman at the start of your career, not a lonely kid waiting for your white knight to save you.
The groups were different these days, now that they were all grown up. Over there were The Dads, with their buzzcuts and bellies and hearty laughter. She saw them sneaking looks over at her, because her curves were impossible to hide in these awful clothes.
The Nice Girls had, according to plan, become The Wives, still with that smooth hair, although it was cut much shorter now. But the looks they gave Elle weren’t nice at all. They could sense she was unattached, alone, and therefore someone to be looked down on.
She guessed the geeks would these days be the tech support guys, but they weren’t invited on the corporate retreat. She was grateful for that, she supposed; every time she needed her computer worked on, they seemed to spend more time trying to get a glimpse down her shirt, than they did getting a glimpse of her desktop.
By nature she found herself wandering off from them, getting lost in her thoughts, enjoying her surroundings. So much for team-building exercises, she thought. I’m grateful to get a minute alone.
Some of these trails led down to the lake, some deeper into the woods. She decided to go to the woods. The trainer would surely buzz her phone if the A/C started working again and class was resumed. Then she could rush back and sit in the metal chair and hear about how important teamwork was at VelCom, while feeling utterly alone.
My job isn’t that bad, she thought, the pine needles crunching underfoot. No, the job itself was fine. It was the people. You’d think by now she would be used to the way people looked at her, as though her curves were her fault. People saw her as either a prize or a threat, and damned if she could ever convince them that she was neither, she was just a human being.
“Unnh! Oh! Oh god!” said a voice from deeper in the woods, and she froze. “Damn that feels good!” It was a deep, husky voice, rich and masculine, and so ecstatic she was caught short. What was she about to walk into? None of her coworkers sounded like that. None of them had that full-throated manliness that sent a tingle from her toes on up her thighs right into the panties.
“Shit, do that again,” said another voice…another male voice. “Oh…oh man, wow.”
Sometimes in life, you have to be incurious. Your mind fills with questions, and you just have to say nope, not gonna pursue that. Nothing good can come of that curiosity.
Come on, go a little further, said the naughty part of her mind. What could they be doing?
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