Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 199

Chapter 198

Returning to the conference room with the others, when you walked in Joy looked up and seemed confused as you went and took your seat. She still had a smarmy little grin on as she tried to get a read on you, but when you told the others that what you'd been called away for wasn't a big deal she got even more confused.

It honestly kind of felt good to be mind-fucking her like this, even if nothing was confirmed or solid at the moment. With Bellagamba in that room it felt just as likely that you were going to get turfed as that something would happen with Joy. And thinking like that brought you down a bit of a mental rabbit hole as you considered what would happen if you did end up getting fired.

The good news was that it wouldn't actually affect your final year at college - well, unless the firm (or Bellagamba) contacted them to tell them you'd been fired for sexual harassment. But that was the absolute worst-case scenario. Outside of that, you weren't counting on the internship to actually afford your final year. That's what your student loans were for.

But you were counting on the internship to help pay for your summer expenses. Subletting a place wasn't cheap, let alone other living expenses. Without the internship paychecks you would need to leave the city unless you found another job, and there was no fucking way you were leaving the city this summer because that would mean leaving Gemma.

You felt a little bad thinking of it like that, or really of excluding Sabrina from that equation, but the reality was that you and Sabrina could reunite back at school if one of you had to leave the internship and city. But Gemma was going back to Australia - leave now, and you would likely lose her forever.

Another wild option was that you could move in with one of the girls if whatever job you found couldn't cover you having your own place, but despite wanting to spend every minute with both of them that felt too early and sort of cheap. Forcing a step like that made the idea of it less special. The scary part was that at this point Sabrina could basically just be your Sugar Mommy for real and would probably be happy to do so.

Just before noon, Gemma got called out of the office by Vega. You had no doubt they wanted to get her side of things before you both had the chance to talk privately.

Lunch was a subdued affair. You and Sabrina went down to the bodega and made sure to pick up one of Gemma's usuals before going back to eat in the conference room. Eric took the run down to the sub place, wanting to stay away from Joy as much as possible. On your way in and out Becks had been busy at her desk both times, but had taken a moment to wave as you and Sabrina came back in and flashing you a thumbs up as if to say, 'Hey, you're not fired yet!'

Sabrina got summoned by Vega right at 12:30, and Gemma returned after a minute and was thankful for the lunch you'd gotten her. She also openly came over and gave you a little peck on the lips, and pulled her chair over to eat next to you as you started back to work. That left Eric and Andy wide-eyed and open-mouthed, which made Gemma laugh and explain that your relationship was HR Certified.

Eric, of course, was a little putout but you reminded him he was travelling down to Miami later in the week for his podcasts. Andy was surprisingly enthusiastic for you two.

Joy, somewhat surprisingly, took almost an hour-long lunch break and was lucky to return when she did. Right at one o'clock, minutes after she had returned, Vega showed up escorting Sabrina back and asked to see Joy again.

She left, shooting a smirky glare over her shoulder as she went.

And she never came back that afternoon.

It was weird. Her place at the end of the table was like a hole, sitting there waiting for someone to fall into it. Joy was a horrible, irritating presence but her not being there when we expected her to be was weird. Joy being free to work her evil little fingers into fucking your lives up however she could without you knowing what she was doing was something else entirely.

But she just... didn't come back. Her laptop sat open, and her purse hung from her chair. The afternoon passed and none of the partners came to the conference room. Things started, slowly, to feel like... normal? Andy was the first one to crack a joke, the lovable dope. Gemma asked you a question, and Sabrina had the answer quicker than you, which led to some teasing. Eric showed off one of the girls he'd been chatting up on a dating app, and Sabrina pointed out to him that the pretty woman had a kid listed on her profile, which Eric had missed and immediately decided excluded the woman from being a potential partner. That spawned a whole, lingering debate as you worked about whether any of us would date a single parent.

And then the day was over, and Joy still hadn't come back. You shut her laptop and left her stuff there, turning off the light as you left.

You kissed Gemma goodbye outside the building, in sight of Andy and Eric since they knew. And then you kissed Sabrina goodbye just around the corner.

And then you went home. And you weren't fired.

Or you weren't fired yet.

It was weird, not knowing.

Chapter 199

"Hey, Daddy," Sabrina grinned as she looked up into the camera of her phone.

"Ugh," you groaned and rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help the little smile as you heard the annoying play name again.

"Oh, hush," Gemma laughed. "You love it."

The three of you had decided not to get together for once, mostly for the sake of your and Gemma's wallets but also so that you could all have some non-couple time. So, of course, you ended up on a three-way video call at the end of the night. You'd spent the evening with Mosche and finally ordered that pizza he'd been wanting and had watched Die Hard 3, which was definitely not the Die Hard you would have preferred because it was, quite frankly, pretty bad.

Now you were in your room laying on your bed, and the girls had turned from texting to the group call.

"I put up with it," you countered Gemma. "There's a difference."

"That's OK," Sabrina said. "I like that you kinda don't like it because it means you fuck me harder when you hear it because you're annoyed with me."

"Filthy bitch," Gemma snickered.

"Says the butt queen," Sabrina teased her back.

"I am not a butt queen," Gemma said. "God, I do want to do it again though, love."

"See you in twenty," you said, pretending to get up from the bed and making both girls chuckle a little.

"How are you doing though, Sabrina?" Gemma asked. "Better than last night?"

"Yeah," Sabrina nodded. "Thank you for giving me some alone time with John, though. It helped a ton."

"No need to thank me," Gemma said. "You needed it. I know you'd do the same for me."

That made Sabrina smile broadly and nod. "Absolutely, babe."

The conversation shifted a bit, and the three of you made some guesses about the Joy situation but you didn't have enough information to make a guess at where things would land. Then you purposefully pivoted the conversation to where you and Gemma should go on a date later that week, and what Sabrina wanted to do when her sister came to visit.

It was right around when Sabrina was saying how, when her sister left Sunday night, that she wanted you to give her a good fucking to round out the weekend that she stopped. "Gemma, what are you doing?"

"Nothing," your Australian girlfriend said, flushing a little.

"Where's your other hand?" Sabrina asked.

"Holding the phone," Gemma said cheekily.

"Your other other hand then," Sabrina said.

Gemma bit the corner of her lip in a grin and then panned the camera of her phone down her body. She was wearing a simple bra and was laying in bed, and her panties were pulled down her thighs and her other hand was currently rubbing between her pussy lips.

"Were you masturbating to my plans for introducing my sister to John?" Sabrina asked.

"It just sounded really cute, OK!?" Gemma said, bringing the camera back up to her face. "I was fantasizing about introducing him to my family, and then that went to having sex in my old room at home. And I got horny."

"Love you, love," you said warmly.

"Love you too," she said back, just as warm as she smiled at you. Then she squinted a little. "Sabrina, where's your other hand?"

"Oh, I'm two knuckles deep already," Sabrina said, panning down her own completely naked body to show herself softly finger fucking herself. "As soon as I knew you were, I started working. Now, John, are you gonna show us our boyfriend's cock or not?"

And that's how you ended up in a three-way mutual masturbation video call with your two girlfriends when there was a loud knock on your door.

"One second!" you shouted, quickly yanking your boxers back up as the tinkling laughter of both Gemma and Sabrina echoed out of the speaker. You flipped over the phone and went to the door.

"Hey, what's-" you stopped halfway because where you had expected Mosche you found a half-naked Tasha. And the half that was naked was her lower half as she had a tank top on without any pants or panties.

"Hey, sorry," she said. "Just wondering if you had any lube?"

"Uh... I don't think so, no," you said.

"Oh, damn. OK," she said. She kind of peeked around you into the room. "Did I hear you talking to someone?"

"Yeah, I'm on a call with Sabrina and Gemma," you said.

Tasha glanced down to the tent in your boxers and broke into a grin. "Nice."

"Thanks," you said, still a little weirded out. "So..."

"Right," she nodded. "Um... since you don't have lube, you might need to get new cooking oil next time one of you does groceries."

You had questions, but you just let them go. 'Thanks for the heads up," you said. "No pants, huh?"

"Oh, yeah," Tasha said, completely comfortable as she stepped away and started back down the hallway, talking to you over her shoulder as her full, naked ass bobbed in front of you. "Just felt like Porky Pigging it this time. You've already seen the girl so I figured I'd give you a new show. G'night!"

When you got back to your phone and turned it over you had a lot of questions to answer for the girls. And then they had you put in headphones and jerk off as they whispered sexy, ridiculous things to you and fingered themselves to the view of your hand stroking your cock.

And the orgasm was damn good, even if it was just your own hand and not either of your girlfriends with you.

Going to sleep alone was another matter entirely, and you texted them both a picture of the empty space next to you. Gemma sent you a heart emoji back. Sabrina, in what had to be record time, sent you a spliced picture of her laying next to you overlaid on top of the one you'd just sent so it was like she was there.

It wasn't the same as having them with you, but it was nice.