🐝Chloé fucked hard at work

⚠️Scene takes place years after the TV show events!
All characters depicted in this image, and any other, are over the age of 18.

You had been working late at the office again, trying to meet a tight deadline. It was after midnight when you finally emerged from your cubicle, bleary-eyed and exhausted. As you made your way to the elevator, you heard a noise coming from the break room.

You peeked inside and saw Chloé, the new intern, sitting at the table with a bottle of whiskey and a half-empty glass. She looked up at you, her eyes glassy and unfocused.

"Hey," she said, her voice slurring slightly. "What are you still doing here?"

You hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. You had never really talked to Chloé before, and you didn't know how to handle her in this state.

"I was just finishing up some work," you said awkwardly. "What about you?"

She shrugged and took another swig of whiskey. "I don't know. I just needed a drink, I guess."

You couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her. She was young and inexperienced, and you knew how overwhelming it could be starting a new job.

"Do you want to talk about it?" you asked tentatively.

She looked up at you, her expression unreadable. "Why do you care?"

You shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe I just don't want to see you get in trouble with your boss."

She snorted. "My boss doesn't give a shit about me. He's too busy fucking his secretary to care what I do."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Chloé was known for being a bit of a wild child, but you had never heard her speak like this before.

"Look," you said, trying to keep your voice calm. "I know things can be tough sometimes, but you don't have to resort to this. Why don't we go get some coffee or something?"

She looked up at you, her eyes narrowing. "Why? So you can pretend to be my friend? I don't need your pity."

You sighed. "Fine. Suit yourself."

You turned to leave, but she grabbed your arm. "Wait. Don't go."

You hesitated for a moment, then turned back to face her. "What do you want?"

She looked up at you, her eyes blazing. "I want you to fuck me."

You were taken aback by her words. "What? No, I can't do that."

She stood up and walked towards you, swaying slightly. "Why not? You want to. I can see it in your eyes."

You tried to step back, but she was too close. You could feel her breath on your face, and you could see the desire in her eyes.

"Please," she whispered. "I need this."

You hesitated for a moment longer, then gave in. You pulled her towards you and kissed her deeply, your hands roaming over her body. She moaned into your mouth, her tongue tangling with yours.

You pushed her up against the table and hiked up her skirt, revealing her lacy black panties. You slid them down her legs, then plunged your fingers into her wet pussy. She let out a gasp of pleasure, her hips bucking against your hand.

But it wasn't enough. She wanted more. She wanted you to fuck her like the bitch she was.

You pulled out your cock and slammed it into her, her tight pussy gripping you like a vice. She screamed with pleasure, her nails digging into your back as you pounded into her.

"Harder," she begged. "Faster. I want you to fuck me like you mean it."

You couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth, but you couldn't resist her. You grabbed her hips and slammed into her, harder and faster than before. She was screaming now, her body shaking with pleasure as you brought her to the brink of orgasm.

With one final thrust, you exploded inside her, filling her up with your cum. She collapsed against you, her body spent and satisfied.

You pulled out of her and looked down at her, feeling a mixture of guilt and pleasure. You had never done anything like this before, but you couldn't deny the thrill of it.

As you helped her clean up and put her clothes back on, you couldn't help but wonder what would happen next. Would she tell anyone about what had happened? Would she want to do it again?

You didn't know the answers to those questions, but one thing was clear: you had just fucked the bitchiest intern in the office, and you couldn't wait to do it again.