Chapter 4: Athena POV
"Tell me how badly you want the promotion!" Simon yelled as he yanked my hair, plowing his cock onto me as we fucked on the table, over the mashed potatoes.
I heard a gasp and I saw grandma and Onyx coming down the hallway holding hands. But I couldn't stop. I had to get this promotion. I had to succeed. And if that meant fucking my boss's boss, then so be it. I gripped onto Simon as he rammed into me, my body trembling with pleasure. I cried out, my voice muffled by the tablecloth. I could hear the clinking of silverware and dishes, but I couldn't bring myself to care. All that mattered was the feeling of Simon's cock inside me, filling me up and taking me to new heights of pleasure.
"Athena!" My grandmother yelled. I was too far gone. I gripped onto Simon, his thrusts getting harder and faster as he neared his climax.
"Athena, I'm going to come," Simon grunted, his hands gripping my hips tightly.
"Do it. Come inside me," I moaned, throwing caution to the wind. I didn't care who saw or who heard - all that mattered was the wave of pleasure that was about to wash over me.
"How badly do you want the promotion?" Simon asked. "Corner office, floor to ceiling windows..." "I want it," I growled, feeling the almost unbearable pressure building in my pussy. "I want it so goddamn much."
Simon's body stiffened, and I could tell that he was close. "Are you on birth control?"
Simon asked, his voice hoarse and heavy with desire.
"No," I breathed out, my body trembling with anticipation. I knew that I was taking a risk, but I was beyond caring at this point. I wanted him, and I was going to have him.
"Would you have my baby for a promotion?" Simon groaned. "I can fill you up with my seed. I'll promote you to director." Simon grunted as he thrust deep inside me, his cock buried to the hilt.
My grandmother gasped, her hand flying to her mouth as she stared at us in shock. I could feel my face burning with shame and embarrassment, but it was too late to stop now. I was already in too deep.
"I need you to tell me now, I"m close!" Simon grunted.
"I want..." I started. "I want it, Simon. I'll have your baby for the promotion. Please, just come inside me."
Simon's eyes were wild as he thrust into me again, and I could feel him starting to release inside me. The sensation was intense and overwhelming, and I couldn't believe what we had just done. We were in my grandmother's dining room, surrounded by her vintage tapestries and mismatched china, having raw, unprotected sex on the dinner table. My knee was in the mashed potatoes, but I took every drop of Simon's seed. I felt filthy and depraved, but the sensation of him filling me up was intoxicating. I was covered in sweat and mashed potatoes, but I didn't care. This was a business transaction - my body for a promotion. I gritted my teeth and held on, trying to keep myself steady as he gave one final thrust.
"Fuck," Simon groaned, collapsing onto me. His body was slick with sweat and slightly heavy, but I didn't have the energy to move. I just lay there, panting and trying to catch my breath.
My grandma walked up to us, her arms crossed.
I could feel Simon's sticky cum drinking out of me, pooling into the mashed potatoes below.
"What do you have to say for yourselves?" Lydia said.
"I hope you two are proud of yourselves. You've just turned my dining room into a goddamn brothel."
Simon and I shared a look, still trying to catch our breaths. I could feel his cum leaking out of me, mixing with the mashed potatoes beneath me. I felt utterly filthy, but I couldn't deny the thrill that ran through my body. I had just fucked my boss's boss on my grandmother's dining room table in exchange for a promotion.
"Lydia, we aren't exactly innocent," Onyx said. "We fucked in the bathroom right before dinner."
I gasped, unable to believe that my ex was admitting to fucking my grandma.
I pushed Simon off me, not bothering to care about the cum that was still dripping down my legs. I scrambled off the table, and shoved Onyx hard.
"You fucking bastard. How dare you?" I yelled at Onyx, my voice shaking with anger. "How dare you touch my grandma?"
But Lydia just shrugged, her face unreadable. "I'm a grown woman, Athena. I can do whatever I want," she said, her voice stern.
I couldn't believe it.
My grandma sleeps with Onyx? What kind of world am I living in? I glanced at Simon, who seemed shocked as well. He was standing there with his cock still hard and ready to go, but the mood had definitely died. I knew I should be disgusted, but all I felt was anger towards myself for being so blind to Onyx's true nature.
I began to walk away, feeling overwhelmed. I didn't want to be here anymore. I didn't want to have to face the reality of my grandma sleeping with my ex.
I couldn't help but feel a wave of disgust wash over me as I moved towards my bedroom. I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, taking a few deep breaths to calm myself.
But then I heard footsteps outside my door. I could hear the floorboards creaking as someone approached hesitantly. I knew it was Simon. I could feel it in my bones. My heart started racing as he pushed open the door, his eyes filled with a fierce hunger that I recognized all too well.
I didn't say anything as he approached me, my body tense with anticipation. "You know, with the promotion, you don't have to stay here anymore. Hell, my baby is inside you now. I'll make you mine.
And you can be the perfect little housewife," Simon said, his voice low and seductive.
I knew what he was suggesting wasn't what I wanted. I wasn't ready to be a mother. I wasn't ready to be settled down. I was still young, and I had big dreams that didn't involve being tied down to one man.
But as Simon's hands wandered over my body, I couldn't deny the arousal that was building inside me. I didn't believe in abortions and I had told him to do this.
I couldn't back out now. My body might be his property but my soul wasn't. I pushed him away with all my might and shook my head.
"Fuck you, Simon," I said, panting and sweating from our earlier encounter. "I said no. I'm not staying here. I'm leaving."
Simon frowned at my rejection. "What do you mean you're leaving?" he asked, his hands still on my hips as he looked down at me with a mixture of confusion and irritation.
"I'm moving out of this place.
I can't stay here any longer," I said, pulling away from Simon's grasp. I could feel my body trembling with anger and frustration.
"What do you mean you're moving out?" Simon asked, his voice rising in disbelief. "I just filled you up with my seed. We're going to have a baby together."
I shook my head, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. "I never agreed to that, Simon. I said I wanted the promotion, not a baby."
"No, you said you wanted both," Simon answered, matching my anger. "You said you wanted me inside you, and you damn well meant it. I can still feel the heat coming from between your legs."
He reached out to touch me, but I shrank back. "Don't touch me," I hissed. "I didn't agree to having your baby. That was never the deal."
But Simon just gave a sly smile. "Maybe not, Athena. But I always get what I want, in the end. You should know that by now."
"Well, not this time," I spat back at him.
"I mean, I would if I were honestly desperate to keep my job, but what's the point if I'm going to have to carry around his child for the rest of my life?"
"You won't have to worry about that, I promise," Simon said, his eyes burning with desire. He walked closer to me, his arm brushing against my bare shoulder as we passed. "Listen, if you really want this promotion, then you have to do whatever it takes. On your knees. Now," Simon said to me, his eyes blazing with desire as he stood in front of me. I hesitated for a moment, my mind racing with thoughts of what it would mean to do as he asked. But the look on his face told me that there would be no arguing with him.
So I sank to my knees. I looked up at him, letting my eyes convey all of the desire and need that was coursing through my veins.
I swallowed hard as his grip tightened around my throat, his rough calloused fingers leaving red welts against my delicate skin. "Is that what you want?" he asked me, his voice thick with lust and dominance. "Is that what you need to prove your worth?"
Without waiting for a response, Simon swung me up against the nearest wall, my back flat against the cool textured surface. He claimed my lips with hunger, his tongue delving deeply into my mouth, tasting me fully. My hands pressed against his chest, feeling the muscles shift and ripple under my touch.
I could feel my own body responding, my nipples pebbling, my pussy growing moist with arousal. I couldn't resist this man, couldn't resist the pull that he had on me. With a sigh, I let him take control, let him dominate me in the way he craved.
Simon's hands were everywhere, caressing my skin, teasing my curves, tracing the lines of my body. His lips were on my neck, biting and sucking, leaving hot little bruises in the wake of his passion.
My head fell back against the wall, my breathing heavy as I submitted to him.
Simon's fingers traced my collarbone and I shivered in response. He deftly undid the buttons on the front of my dress, pulling it open to expose my bare chest. My nipples were already hard and aching for his touch, and he didn't disappoint. He pinched and tugged at them, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I could feel myself getting more and more turned on with each passing moment.
"Well you have me," I panted. "Let's make sure that baby's actually inside me," I said as I palmed his cock.
I could feel it twitch and jump at my touch, and I knew I had him. I had never been more certain of anything in my life. I didn't want another man, didn't need another man. I wanted Simon, and his baby inside me, and that was all that mattered.
He groaned as I began to stroke him, my grip firm and steady. "Fuck, Athena," he breathed. "I can't believe you're doing this. You really want this promotion, or me?
I glowered at Simon, my fingers still wrapped around his impressive length. I couldn't believe what I'd just said. My brain clicked, and I knew what Simon wanted - what I wanted.
"Again. Fuck me again." I sighed, feeling the ache between my legs. We had just finished fucking with my grandmother and ex-boyfriend watching, and my entire body was still trembling with the aftermath. I couldn't believe what we had done, but I couldn't bring myself to care either. My need for Simon was too strong, and I knew that I would do anything to keep him happy.
Simon's eyes narrowed with hunger as he looked down at me. "Anything?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous.
I hesitated for a moment, my nails digging into his muscular forearm. "Yes," I whispered, my hands already reaching for the button of his jeans.
Simon watched me with an intensity that made my heart race. He pulled his zipper down, and I dropped to my knees, taking him into my mouth. I could feel his hands threading through my hair as I sucked him deeper, my tongue swirling around his head. He lifted one of my legs and placed it over his shoulder, burying his head between my thighs, getting a taste of my dripping wet pussy.
His tongue penetrated my folds with steady, calculated strokes, making me arch my back and gasp with every touch. My fingers were pressed against the bedspread, knuckles white from gripping it so tightly. My breathing became erratic as Simon's tongue worked its magic on me, bringing me to the brink of orgasm. The tension in my body built, and I could feel myself nearing the edge.
Then, Simon plunged his cock into me.
His thrusts were slow at first, but quickly became faster and harder as he took control of my body.
I moaned loudly, my hands gripping the sheets as he filled me up inside.
Simon was grunting and cursing, his body tensing as he reached the point of no return. "Fu...fuck, Athena. I'm going to come. I can feel it," he shouted, sinking deeper into me with each frantic thrust.
"PLease, Simon. I'm yours," I yelled pathetically.
"I'm so fucking yours, please come inside me."
Simon's hands gripped my hips tightly as he slammed his cock into me, burying himself to the hilt. I could feel him pulsing inside me, filling me up with his seed. The feeling was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but scream out in pleasure.
As Simon's orgasm subsided, he pulled out of me and collapsed onto the bed next to me. His chest was heaving with exhaustion, and a satisfied smile spread across his face.
"We need to get you a doctor's appointment. Because you're having my baby."