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, 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 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 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 came in, checking all the rooms at the end of the workday to see if 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, cum dripping from my pussy. Quite a scene. 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 a few 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 isn't just fucking 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, I did the math in my head and decided, do I need to lose a well-paying job? And the director wasn't a bad lover either. I walked over 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 when my young fuckboy, probably thinking he hadn't finished fucking me, lifted my ass and shoved it into the hole he had just left. And they started fucking me in sync; they fucked 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 left peacefully. About a week later, the boy came to me again, but remembering his previous visit, I don't know why, I 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 confirmed that the men had equal access to my holes, and I was even more pleased with them. After that, such threesomes continued for another six months or so until they fell apart for various reasons. Valya