She had done this, was responsible for this. The brunette, with her pushy ways, even Scott knew he wouldn't be able to hold back. He could imagine how it would be. Formal meetings, with the two of him in his eyesight. A little remark here, a gentle move there and in the end, when others would leave the office, it wouldn't take him long to be balls deep in some fuckhole. They would carry the stain of his load like a medal. Those soft lips would gobble him all up. She kissed  him back, and he felt that metal barbel on her tongue as they fought for dominance. It was a languid, slow kiss, as their movements were for now. But it would derive into something harsher, more vicious, once their needs was fully out in the open.<br/><br/>He could see, from his peripheral vision of his lidded eyes, that the blonde was watching his hand as it found her girlfriends backside. A round, ample rear as he cupped it and then slapped it. Already her friend was pushing against his neck as he pushed his tongue deeper into the wet orifice of Skylar. Showing his enjoyment that he had finally gotten to the point where he could slap that curve freely. That slap got him an encouraging moan into his own mouth, but the raking of teeth on his neck made him shiver in delight. The second slap was even better. A slight sting but no bruise. Just the right amount of power behind his hand as it came down upon her. As that well manicured hand pushed down on his chest Imari could feel the slow heave of his breath. Still relaxed, finally crossing the line with the two of them.<br/><br/>He nipped at the top of the blondes head as she kissed his neck. Pressing his lips against the skin of her forehead as if he was giving her a blessing. But before the gesture could be finished his lips opened up against her forehead in a desperate gasp for breath. The brunette was pushing down. As she did, his hand was in her hair, tightening the strands of hair on her scalp as his hand stayed close. He was dragging her forward without a true need. Having her lips aimed exactly for this purpose. Her tongue made his shaft throb, catching that working tongue under the thickness of his shaft. He filled her mouth to a stretch. Her tongue nearly felt as if it struggled. Resistance, and he jerked underneath her. His hips pushing up slightly just as she was pulling back. Then up further as his body noticed how those lips travelled up again. Greedy.<br/><br/>He had to watch. Moving to the side just a little to get the blonde out of his vision to look at her friend. As she pressed her lips against the underside he groaned appreciatively. "God... do that again..." as his whisper called on the being she had nothing to do with. Already the first few inches were glistening in the morning light. Showing the depth she had taken him. A gentle tug on her head urging her on. Wanting to feel himself buried in that hot wet mouth. He was drawn into a kiss then. His lips pressing hard against the blonde as his hand slipped deeper into those golden tresses. Like he was doing a balancing act by the hair of the two. Like learning how to walk while holding onto something. As soon as she started the kiss she felt him press against her mouth harder, deeper. The lingering taste of her friends lipgloss on those rougher lips of his. He pulled back slightly so the brunette could see their tongues dancing in midair.<br/><br/>Those slender fingers slid over his then as they held Skylar together. That move made him jerk his mouth away, to watch, together with Imari. He was plunged inbetween the lips again. The familiar heat of that mouth made his body spasm. That chiseled physique falling back in the comfortable chair as she took the muscle power away for a second, certainly as soon as her suction was felt. He gasped for breath again, this time slower, gentler, as there were two sets of eyes on the fiendish creature. Imari would feel his hand tighten. And when the resistance was felt, this time he didn't give her a chance to pull away. Some women would find it unfriendly, the need so exposed. He pressured her further forcing her to take a little more between her lips. Grunting as he felt himself grinding into her esophagus. "Fuck!" His warm voice called out softly. The brunette was pulled back an inch, two, before he pulled her back down. "More..." he spoke at her. His hips again pushing up as she felt that cock jerk underneath her hand and in her mouth. Jerk to each beat of his heart. Like it had a life of its own.<br/><br/>He tugged her back then, gently. As soon as that thick mushroom shaped cone was on her tongue, it twitched. Sending a load of his precum onto her tongue with a gentle spurt. A salty tang. Protein galore already pushed up from the balls. He lingered for a moment at that penetration before he slowly pulled her off completely. She was guided out of the way as Imari was pushed into position, also still gentle. Her lips placed at the same aim as Skylar had been before. The sight of her, his chief of staff, the object of his affection, again made him moan out slightly. A second set of lips. So different yet so the same. The pressure on her head gentle as he urged her on. "Open up..." a mere whisper. "Taste it...". Watching her intently as that what he had fantasized about numerous times was just about to happen. "Take it deep..." he added. As it that desire needed to be voiced. All three of them knew his need by now.<br/><br/>Gone were the thoughts about proper politics. About the risk of getting caught. About the consequences for his future career if this ever came out. For a split second he figured he should take a picture or two. To remember this moment. They might never end up like this again, but perhaps, perhaps things in their cooperation would end like this... if he would have the chance they'd do this on regimen.