She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

Margaret stood frozen, her breath coming in short, uneven pulls. Every hard thrust from Alex seemed to travel straight through the door and into her body.

She could hear the heavy, wet sound of him driving into Victoria... deep, relentless strokes that made the desk creak. Through the narrow gap, she watched Victoria’s body jolt with every impact, her thighs trembling, her whole frame shaking under the force of him.

Margaret’s own legs felt weak.

She closed her eyes for a moment.

In her mind, it was no longer Victoria on that desk.

It was her.

She imagined Alex standing between her legs, gripping her hips the same way, pushing that thick cock deep inside her with the same merciless rhythm. She could almost feel the stretch, the heavy fullness, the way he would force her open with every thrust.

Her fingers, already pressed against the soaked fabric of her panties, began to move.

Slowly at first... then matching the rhythm she could hear from inside.

Each time Alex slammed into Victoria, Margaret’s fingers pressed harder against her wet folds, circling and rubbing in time with his thrusts. The fantasy was so vivid it made her knees tremble. Pleasure coiled tightly in her lower stomach, sharper and stronger than she expected.

A soft, broken sound almost escaped her throat.

She bit down on her lip hard, forcing herself to stay quiet, even as her fingers kept working faster... lost in the image of Alex burying himself inside her the same way he was ruining her boss.

”A-Alex...! I can’t hold it...! I’m going to—!”

Margaret’s eyes flew open at the sound. Her fingers, still pressed against her soaked panties, instantly picked up the pace, matching the harder, faster rhythm of Alex’s thrusts.

Victoria’s cries grew louder, more frantic.

”I’m cumming...! Alex—I’m cumming—!”

Margaret’s breath hitched. The fantasy and the real sounds crashed together in her mind.

She rubbed herself harder, almost desperately now, chasing the same peak. Her thighs trembled. Her fingers moved in perfect time with the relentless pace Alex was setting.

Then Victoria screamed.

The sound of her orgasm tore through the door... raw, broken, completely unrestrained.

Margaret’s body seized at the exact same moment.

A powerful wave of pleasure ripped through her. Her legs nearly gave out as she came hard against her own fingers, biting down on her lip to keep from making a sound. Her panties were soaked, her hand trembling between her thighs as the climax rolled through her in strong, shameful pulses perfectly timed with the boss she had just watched fall apart.

Margaret’s body was still trembling when the last waves of pleasure finally began to fade.

She forced herself to breathe, trying to steady the rapid pounding of her heart. Her fingers were still pressed against the wet fabric between her thighs, slick and sticky. For a few seconds she simply stood there, leaning against the wall, waiting for the haze to clear.

Then the reality of what she had just done crashed into her. A sharp, cold wave of panic and wrongness washed over her.

Her face burned with shame.

’What is wrong with me...? How could I do something like this?’ The thought repeated in her mind, heavy and accusing.

Her eyes drifted back to the narrow gap in the door.

Inside, Victoria was still in Alex’s arms, head resting against his shoulder, body soft and completely unguarded. She looked peaceful. Satisfied. Like nothing else in the world mattered as long as she was held by him.

Margaret felt a sudden, bitter twist of envy in her chest.

Without another second of hesitation, she pulled her hand away, straightened her skirt with shaky fingers, and turned. She walked quickly down the hallway toward the nearest bathroom, heart still racing, desperate to clean herself before the evidence of what she had done could be noticed by anyone.

***

Victoria remained in his arms, her body soft and completely relaxed against him. Her head rested on his shoulder, eyes half-closed, a quiet, satisfied peace settled over her features. For a moment she simply stayed there, breathing him in, as if she had no intention of moving.

Eventually, she lifted her head just enough to look at him.

”Is she gone?” she asked softly.

Alex’s lips curved into an amused smile.

”Yeah,” he answered. ”She’s gone.”

Victoria let out a quiet laugh, the sound light and genuine. She leaned in closer, brushing her cheek against his, then pressed a slow, tender kiss to the corner of his mouth.

Another soft kiss followed, then another, each one filled with quiet affection.

Alex felt it clearly... the depth of her feelings for him. It stirred something warm and possessive in his chest. He liked it. He liked how completely she gave herself to him.

Victoria rested her forehead against his for a moment, her voice low and sincere.

”I feel so good like this... in your arms. Like the rest of the world doesn’t even exist anymore.” She kissed him again, slower this time. ”When you hold me, everything else just... disappears. I don’t want anything else. Only this. Only you.”

Alex tilted her face up and kissed her back, deeper this time, letting the moment linger. When he pulled away just enough to speak, his voice was calm but firm.

”I enjoy every moment with you too,” he said. ”And I won’t keep you apart from me. Not now. Not later.”

He brushed his thumb gently along her cheek, eyes steady on hers.

”You’re mine, Victoria. I’m not letting go.”

Victoria closed her eyes for a moment, letting his words settle over her.

Even though she already believed him completely, hearing him say it out loud still made her heart flutter. A quiet, peaceful warmth spread through her chest. She leaned into his touch, resting her cheek against his palm, content.

Then she felt it.

Something firm and warm pressed against her lower stomach... unmistakably hard again.

Victoria’s eyes opened. She looked down, then back up at him with a mix of surprise and amusement. Without thinking, she gave the stiff length a slow, light slap with the back of her fingers.

”You naughty...” she murmured, a soft laugh escaping her.

Alex’s lips curved into a playful smirk. He didn’t even try to hide it.

”What?” he said lightly, voice still low and close to her ear. ”I never said I was done with you.”

He shifted his hips just enough to let her feel him more clearly against her.

”I still haven’t had enough of my sweetheart.”