[F4M] Co-Worker Rifles Through Your Music

[F4M] Co-Worker Rifles Through Your Music [Co-Workers to Lovers] [Gentle Fdom] [Handjob] [Blowjob] [Good Boy] [Rape] [Just in Case]

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Rape tag because it starts non-consensual

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[Door Open/Close]

So, this is your apartment? After all this time I finally get to see it.

Y'know most guys would've cleaned up a little before inviting a girl over.

(laugh) Don't worry, I've seen your desk, I know you're a slob. Besides, your place is more cluttered than dirty.

Well are you going to keep me waiting? (pause) On that drink of course! It's Friday which means it's officially time to relax.

Perfect, you go make those drinks and I'll go make myself at home.

(Speaking to the other room) God did you hear what Janette was saying to me before we left? She was asking me for the projections for next week like they'd do her any good this late. I swear, she forgets that not everyone wants to spend every waking second in that office like she does.

(pause) Helllllllo? Are you listening to me? (teasing) oh, oh I'm sorry I'll let you focus on the drink making, I'll just entertain myself.

(to self) let's see, how about some music? I see a stereo over there but where's the CD player?

(to other room) Hey where are your CDs? (pause) Record player? Seriously? God you're old fashioned. No, no don't worry I'll figure it out.

(to self) Alright so this [button push] should turn on the stereo...and this [button push] should turn on the record player. Now...where...are...your...vinyls? Ah there they are.

What are our options?

Oh, there you are, what are we drinking? Mmm perfect.

No, it's ok I got it. I'm not done judging your music.

(to self, maybe pausing or clicking tongue as you look) Hmm Madvillany...good start, Disappointment Island...sounds promising, [laughing] Ok what is this art supposed to be even? It's like a giant armadillo tank thing (laughing) relax I meant no disrespect to Emerson Lake and Palmer.

(pause) What's this? "The Shape of Punk to Come"

(teasing) ooooooh so we've got a little bit of an anarchist streak, do we? Gonna overthrow the system? Maybe tip some cop cars?

Oh really? And how do you know what music I'd like?

Just because I listen to the top 10 station doesn't mean I can't appreciate the finer points of screaming punk rockers.

Good, now you go get us two more drinks and I'll start the music.

[sound of needle hitting the vinyl/Empty Record Noise]

You were faster that time, were you worried I'd mess up your record?

Oh, you had a second one ready? Good boy.

Stop standing there like an idiot and come sit down on the couch with me. It's not like you've got a lot of seating options in here.

There you go, why're you acting so strange? We've hung out almost every Friday since I started working here but now that we're doing it at your place suddenly, you're all stiff and weird.

What do you mean you're worried?

Really? So, you don't bring anyone here?

(pause) No I get it; everyone needs a safe space to unwind and...be themselves.

Thank you, for letting me into yours.

(growing interest/slightly flirty) So... I’m the first girl you've brought here, huh? That's flattering.

And what makes me so special?

(increasingly flirty) You trust me? (moving closer) Are you sure that's all? It has nothing to do with the looks you steal from your desk? How we bump into each other a suspiciously large amount? (Whispering) Or how you froze when I called you "good boy?"

Shh Shh Shh don't worry, I'm not mad. Like I said: I'm Flattered. Look at me, I know you're shy, polite, you like to move slow but fuck all that. Tonight, you're going to be my good boy, aren't you? (pause) Say it. Mmmmmm, good. [kissing sounds]

[Kissing stops] Hey! Don't pull away! I told you, we're going at my speed tonight (whispering) and I want to see what you've got down here [zipper].

oooooh would you look at that? At least part of you is on the same page as me. You don't mind if I get him a little wet, do you? [spit] Good boy. [handjob sounds]

It's ok, lie back. I've got you. That feels good doesn't it? You want me to keep going, don't you? Say it. [Handjob stops briefly, waiting for answer] Goooood boy. [continues]

Oh, you're loving this. What if I kiss your neck while I stroke your cock? [kissing noises] Wow, that was a lovely sound you just made [kissing continues]

[handjob and kissing stop] wait wait, not yet. I'm not done seeing what sounds I can get you to make (moving to your knees).

(quietly) Now, I'm going to put you in my mouth. You can cum whenever you want but on one condition: don't you dare hold back those moans of yours. Do you understand? Say it. [single kiss] good boy.

[blowjob sounds] (between BJ noises) mmm you taste so good. That's it, moan for me. Good boy.

[blowjob stops] I'm gonna make you cum now. [blowjob continues at increased ferocity]

(excited, between BJ noises) that's it. Good boy. Cum for me. Do it. Do it. Be my good boy and cum for me. Cum for me! [Blowjob finishes, swallowing]

Mmmmm, good boy. Aren't you glad I insisted we go to your place?

Nuhuh don't put your pants on. I'm not done judging your music yet. (whisper) and you haven't heard what sounds I can make.

[End]