Business Audit

Aften Opal works the front desk when Kayla Paige walks in with that calculating stare, Giselle Palmer following like an overfed pet. Kayla announces it's audit time and tells Aften to vanish. Aften clears out without a fuss. Kayla watches the door close and a slow, hungry smile creeps across her face. Once Giselle buries herself in spreadsheets, Kayla turns the audit into foreplay. After the numbers check out, Kayla steers them toward the back, tells Giselle to strip, then has Aften run her hands over every inch. Professional, at first. Aften’s fingers trace down Giselle’s thighs, press into the tension, ignore the way Kayla is breathing heavier. Kayla ups the stakes. The exam isn’t complete, she says, unless Giselle comes hard on Aften’s tongue. Giselle hesitates, but the need to impress wins. She spreads her legs. Aften buries her face between them, licking slow, steady, deliberate. Kayla watches, rubbing herself openly now, until patience cracks and she climbs onto the table, kissing Giselle, guiding Aften’s head, turning the three of them into sweat and spit and frantic hands. The room fills with wet sounds and low, dirty moans. No one’s leaving until they’re used up and wrecked.