Being in Jason's office makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I love getting to spend this private time with him. I'm lounging on the leather couch he has in his vast range office. Of course, being a senior partner he has one of the best rooms in the building. Jason always has the best of the best. I used to come in, before I got promoted, and smell the masculine smell hanging on the air, and I would secretly wish that Jason would fuck me in here. In fact, I can't recall how many times that happened because the number was so many. I've wanted Jason for a long time, for many years. It's been so hard to work beside him when my loins were literally burning for him. Now, we're finally here, at this pinnacle in our relationship. It's all been building up to this moment for me. I'm finally able to be with Jason, and though I never imagined that two guys would be in the mix along with him, I'm happy to know he's finally mine. I feel as much ownership over him as he does over me. He's always been my boss and I've longed for him many nights. Now my dreams are coming true.

Jason is sitting across his large desk from me. He's scanning my body with his eyes.

"Jacqueline, you look amazing tonight. But, you always look amazing."

"Thanks, Jason."

"I'm proud of you not only for handling this case but for handling this tricky situation we've found ourselves in."

"Jason, you know that I care so much about you...Marcus and Xavier don’t change that."

"I know. And I'm not pressuring you, okay? I understand what you're going through and I'm not upset, Jacqueline, promise. I couldn’t really care less who else is in the picture as long as I have you."

"Oh Jason, thank you so much. That honestly makes me feel so much better." I can’t believe that my men seem to be okay with this whole sharing them. Like, really, I was surprised and you are, too, right? But it just makes sense how we all fit together.

And not just in the fun sex ways. Each of my men and I are very compatible and we complete each other, and I couldn’t give that up.

Jason’s words and my own thoughts comfort me, so I get up and go to big lap where I sit and like to be his for a moment and think about how I can be secure in the knowledge that I do have three, incredible, non-jealous men.

I love sitting on Jason’s lap, where I can snuggle into his neck and just breathe him in. He strokes my arm with one finger before allowing it to lead down to my skirt. He pulls it up a little and then pushes his finger deep inside of me. He knows how much I love to be fingered by his expert hands. Jason's always in control, and he knows just how to get me to purr.

"Oh Jason, I want you so much," I say gently into his ear as I bite down on it. I run my fingers through his hair and he keeps fingering me. He unburies my clit and gives it ample attention, making the waves of pleasure start to rise within me. He thumbs my clit and puts his other fingers deep inside of me, finding my G-spot. With both areas stimulated at once, I'm going wild. I arch my back against him and he knows how close I am to coming.

"You make me so fucking wet, Jason. I don't know how I waited so long to fuck you."

He moves his fingers harder, deep inside my pussy. "Because you’re a good girl, Jacqueline. A very good girl," Jason says.

His voice makes my whole body ache for him. I'm arching my back and grinding down on his lap, trying to find his erection to tame me. Finally, I feel it and I unzip his pants so that I can wrap my hands around his cock that has the girth of a soda can, I swear, and he’s going to fuck me with it.

Some women might run away from such a massive cock, but that’s more for me. So much more for me.

"Mmmm, Jason I want that giant cock, please, fuck me, please!" I remember those porn comments the boys made and I think, well, who needs porn when they make me say the filthiest things.

"No, not yet," Jason teases me.

Can you believe him?

He removes his fingers from me. Damn, I was so close to coming.

He shoves my head down to his lap where I quickly find his cock in my mouth and I'm satiated having it there. I'm bent over, basically bent in half at this point as I’m still on his lap and he continues to finger me so that we're both receiving pleasure. I like being all contorted like this and used so thoroughly. I feel like a fuck toy and I want to see where it leads.

I wrap my lips around his cock and slide it in and out as far as it will go because a good fuck toy is going to please her owner. This is never enough for him when I just play with it. He likes to slam it down my throat. I'm ready when he takes my hair and forces it deeper into my throat so I'm choking on it and I find it so damn hot. You know, it is sexy basically choosing his cock over breathing. Not that he’s going to actually cut off my air supply. I’ve got skills outside of the courtroom, and one of them is breathing through my nose.

"Yeah Jacqueline, just like that. Take my fucking cock down your throat."

And I want to, so I try to open my throat wider, but no matter how much I try I can never get it as deep as he does by moving his hips up and forcing even deeper.

"Oh, Jacqueline. Fuck. You like to suck on that don't you?"

I can't speak, so I look up at him with innocent, humble eyes. My innocent look gets him so horny.

"Oh yeah, take it down your throat, baby. Take it all in. You're fucking mine, remember that."

Mmmm, his words and the way he's fingering me so hard makes me want to come, but I can't because I need to feel his giant cock inside me to get there. It's all I want in the whole world right now and he knows it. He's teasing me with this blow job. He knows I want to be fucked hard. Harder than before. I want him to hold me down and tame my wild pussy. After all the times he’s fucked me, we basically have to keep upping the ante on what he does to me. I’ll never stop craving more of him.

"You want the boss's big dick, don't you honey? You've been wanting it for years." He's holding my hair, pumping in and out of my mouth. I'm getting so wet and I know I could do this all day.

"I want to cum down your throat so bad, Jacqueline. But I know you want it inside of you. Don't you? You want me to fuck your ass? Huh, sweetie? You want my big cock so bad that you want it in the ass?"

Fuck. Thinking of taking Jason's giant cock in my ass scares me for just a moment, but I do want it. Like the good kind of scary, only instead of riding a roller coaster I'm about to get fucked.

"Come on baby, get me nice and wet so I can slide my cock inside you."

I can't respond to any of it because he blocked my throat so much. All I can do is to keep trying to relax my throat to take him in deeper. I have to prepare myself for might come next. I’m so fucking horny and shaky just thinking about it that I might come right now, not that I’d be wasting anything. I just want to come with his cock buried deep in my ass.

I pull away even though his hand is pressing my head down for me.

"Mmm, I want to ride your giant cock right here. I need it so bad."

The satisfied look on his face is so gratifying. I almost enjoy it as much as I will actually having his giant cock up my ass. "Sure baby, whatever you want."

I pull his pants off and unbutton his shirt. Then, I get totally naked except for my heels. Jason loves when I leave them on. I know my figure looks fucking perfect and maybe he'll cum with my tits in his face. I ease myself down onto his massive cock, and I put him in my pussy first to get him creamy wet and ready to take my ass. "Yes, I want your cock. I want it right here, so I can have it in my ass, too." I move my hips up and down and find a steady motion on his cock that hits my G-spot and I'm riding him. He loves it. He loves to watch my tits bounce and I put them in his face and he sucks on them.

That knowing smile crosses his face and he just continues to suck at my nipples, which are so hard at this point.

I'm pumping and grinding and finding my rhythm. Time and space become one and I take this opportunity to just melt into it.

"God, Jason, yeah, I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come so hard around you. Fuuuuck!"

And, I do. I come so hard that I'm shaking.

I giggle, a little punch drunk on the aftershocks of my last orgasm. He helps me as I angle myself to put his cock in my ass. "I wasn’t actually trying to come just yet, but I got a little swept up, but no worries.

I press the head of his cock into my ass, feeling the creamy wetness of my cum all over his cock making the slick entry frictionless.

"Hold my back," I ask Jason, and I lean back so that I can pull my legs up.

He holds my back so that I don’t fall over before I can pipe his huge cock up my ass.

I pull my legs up really high so that they’re basically at my ears, and I fold myself right onto him again, resting my legs on his shoulders. We both watch as I slide every inch of his cock up my ass. I am about to come again just from the fullness, but I bring my hands to his chest and I get enough leverage to ride his huge cock. I start slow and the tantalizing pace and sight of his cock buried so deep in my ass is spellbinding.

I look up at his face and I know he feels the same.

He takes charge, his hips thrusting hard into me so that his cock is slamming deep into my ass. I let my head fall back because I know he has me, and I think about how fucking hot this is...and how fucking hot is that he’s filling me up so completely because like in a way the intensity of how we’re fucking matches the intensity of how we feel about each other.

Jason took over just in time because I'm quaking; shuddering so hard that every jerk makes his cock explore me deeper and stretch me, fill me even wider. I’m panting like I’m drowning or suffocating or someone scared me to death, but it is really hard to breathe with this much dick up your ass, I promise.

One of his hands trails up to close around my throat, and the other to my clit. I watch as he shoves several fingers into my pussy while stroking my clit, and I squirt so much cum that I imagine this is the sexual equivalent of the splash zone at Sea World.

I giggle a little the finishing of this orgasm.

"Now, what is so funny, Jacqueline, about how hard I’m about to come in your ass?" Jason says, a low moan torn from his throat right after his words.

"I was just thinking how you’re in the splash zone," I say, my lower lip trembling with need.

Jason laughs, and the sensation vibrates us both so hard that we both start yelling, "fuck," and we both come so fucking hard that I can’t believe Jason actually stands, holding me impaled on his cock.

"Goddamn, I feel like I should alert the news, Mr. Big Tough Lawyer Dude…" the words just trail off.

"What?" he is laughing at me. "You’re cute."

"How are you standing?" I ask.

"I’m splaying you out on this desk so I can look at how beautiful you are after you’ve come with my dick buried in your ass. I want to watch your face while I slowly pull out of you." Jason’s words are dripping with not just lust, but genuine emotion.

Can your heart have an orgasm? I swear, Jason, Xavier, and Marcus could write a book about the things you should say to women. They’d be doing a real public service.

He lays me out on the desk and I our eyes lock as he slowly pulls out of me.

"I’m so glad you and I finally stopped holding back," I tell Jason.

"I’m so glad to be more part of your life, Jacqueline."

I lay there, vulnerable, naked, shaky, and I feel...safe. Protected. Cared for.

And to think that all my filthy boss fantasies ended with such sweet words.

"God," I say, trying to breathe. "I think I better do some actual work, boss," I say...and the thought turns me on. How funny is that? I do still enjoy the whole he’s my boss dynamic of our relationship, whether or not it is completely true. It is the way he’s so incredibly competent and driven that makes me all tingly to think about working for him...or just tingly thinking about him.

"Fuck, yeah, we could fuck all day, but there are cases to handle," Jason says, kissing my forehead. He turns and gets me a glass of water.

Now, that’s a gentleman, ladies. Get a man who can fuck your ass and bring you a water afterward. And if you can call him boss...well, that just all the better. I believe in that whole fulfilled life thing, don’t you?

"I’m going to work with Marcus on some more legwork on this case," I say, sipping the water he handed me.

It doesn’t occur to me at first that right after we fucked, maybe Jason doesn’t want to hear about Marcus.

I look at his face, though, and he seems to only agree with me. "Good thinking. Let me know if you find anything."

I grab his hand and give it a little squeeze. "Sure thing, boss."

I stand, and he smacks my ass as I bend to get dressed, his hand lingering to squeeze right afterwards.