I fancy a bit of something extra…

How do you feel about two very hot guys and a kinky spanking scene? Yeah, I thought you wouldn’t say no!

Firstly, let’s introduce Temporary Insanity!


And now, here’s that excerpt I promised you!

I strode purposefully forward and didn’t look back. I let out a long, shuddering breath as I reached the designated office. I hadn’t been caught. I didn’t have time to weigh what might be waiting for me behind the door. I didn’t have the time to second-guess my decision.

I pushed open the loosened door and closed it behind me. Just beside the door was a black plastic seat, and on it was a note that read:

Welcome Caroline, please sit here and enjoy x

I followed the instructions and took in my surroundings. The door I’d come through was solid wood but opposite that was a bank of windows that pretty much stretched the whole length and width of the wall. This being London the light didn’t so much as stream in but kind of dodged its way round the clouds in a lazy fashion. So the room was a little dim and no lights were lit. The main event would happen, I believed, right in the middle of the office where a large, old-fashioned-looking table dominated the large room, set directly in the centre, faced towards the window.

I couldn’t see a computer monitor of any kind but over on the filing cabinet on the far wall was a laptop case. Mystery solved.

On the desk was a man. The man was blond and with my ninja-like skills of deduction I worked out it was Connor. The top half of him, the half that leaned over the polished tabletop was clothed in shirt and tie, looking fairly business-like. The bottom half of him was virtually naked. His trousers and underwear were tangled around his ankles. His buttocks were pinker than the rest of his pale skin and—

Matt’s hand slammed down into the flesh of Connor’s buttocks with a loud smacking sound. Connor’s arse wobbled and I jumped in my seat a little. I hadn’t expected that. I looked at Matt, still fully clothed with jacket and tie and the whole sexy office ensemble, plus a very determined look on his face. Stern almost but there was something else in the mix that softened it. I didn’t think Matt was really mad at his delicious blond bit of stuff. This was another one of their kinks. I was finding out a lot about their kinks considering how little time I’d spent interacting with them. “Now promise me you won’t do it again.”

“I won’t do it again, sir, I promise.” Connor gasped.

“It is just not professional, Connor. I don’t want to find you masturbating at your desk ever again, do you hear me?” Matt’s darker, tanned hand slapped the reddened arse before him. The flesh jumped and Connor yelped. It must have hurt. I winced in sympathy but my knickers dampened with my arousal.

“Yes, sir,” he whimpered. “I’m so sorry, sir, it’s just you’re so hot and I couldn’t stand the pressure any longer.” “Shall I make you work without trousers in future then?”

“No, sir, not that.”

“Well, stop complaining about your damn cock, boy, and man the hell up. Look, it’s fucking hard again now, isn’t it?” Matt reached under Connor’s prone body and grasped hold of his dick.

It was certainly hard. I’d noticed that. Hard and thick and just begging to be sucked. I sighed and rolled my fingers into fists in my lap. I had been invited to watch, not to join in.

“I’m sorry sir,” he whined. “I can’t help it.”

Matt rubbed his hand up and down Connor’s shaft. “You’re such a naughty slut aren’t you?” His other hand slapped lightly on Connor’s arse. He kept smacking and the pressure increased with each stroke.

I was mesmerised by the way Connor’s hips thrust in reaction to the punishment, forcing his cock through Matt’s darker fingers. The tempo lifted and I was certain by the tortured pleasure displayed on Connor’s face that he would come soon.

Matt abruptly let go and stopped spanking. How cruel of him. Poor Connor. “You don’t think you deserve an orgasm, do you, boy?”

“No, sir.” He gasped. His face told a different story. He had been so close and he still craved for that completion. Hell, I wanted it and I wasn’t the one with the blue balls. I wondered if they’d notice if I slipped my fingers down the front of my skirt. I desperately wanted to caress my aching clit. I knew I was there just to watch but I needed some relief too. I was certain they were too busy to notice what I did.

I quickly slid my hand down over my stomach and under my waistband, then waited as I checked if they had noticed. They hadn’t. I shuffled my fingers into my knickers and down into my damp cleft. Ah, sweet relief.

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