The Bachelorette 2: Office Intrigue
2019·40 min·95% liked·41.5K Views
Bachelorette Charlotte Stokely wakes groggy, head pounding. She gropes the sheets until memory hits—her hands on the stripper’s hips, fingers sliding inside those tiny panties, fucking the girl right there on the couch while the whole room watched. Then the last piece slams home: Kira Noir filming everything on her phone. Charlotte grabs her own device, hits Kira’s number, and begs the air for her to answer.
Across town Kira watches the screen light up with Charlotte’s name. She kills the call and tries to lose herself in spreadsheets until the door bangs open. Jade Baker walks in—the same stripper who licked Charlotte senseless the night before. Kira hisses for her to leave; co-workers from the party sit just down the hall. Jade isn’t here to party. She’s here for the rest of her money. Kira says she was already paid for the dance. Jade corrects her: paid for the dance, not for the “other stuff” Kira paid her to do. The two women bicker in tight whispers until Jade drops the bomb—footage on her own phone, Kira ordering her to seduce the bachelorette, Kira filming the whole setup. One click and Charlotte finds out who orchestrated her humiliation.
Kira tells Jade to name her price. Jade steps closer, fingers grazing Kira’s thigh. Money’s nice, she says, but right now what she wants is Kira bent over this desk. Kira protests—anyone could walk in—yet the glint in Jade’s eye makes it clear she’ll push that video live the moment Kira says no. Fine, Kira spits. Fuck her here. But they do it quick and quiet.
Jade wastes no time, shoving Kira’s skirt up, tongue swiping hot through soaked cotton. Kira’s hands clutch the desk edge while her co-worker chats two feet away on the other side. Jade spreads her wider, sucks her clit, and every slick, secret lick sends electric shocks straight through Kira’s spine. She bites her lip until it bleeds, trying not to moan, trying to keep typing like nothing is happening beneath the desk drawer. But more than pleasure is coursing through her—the knowledge that Charlotte will soon learn every lie she’s told.
Directors:Stillsby Alan













