You watch as three of your coworkers have to scramble to transfer to other projects. There's no money for them to stay on. Your workload doubles.But t...ey're paying you, right? Don't you owe them your best? That's the contract: They pay you and you do whatever they tell you. No matter what it is.You begin to speak up a little, point out problems and offer solutions. Many of your coworkers agree but well ... no one will say anything too loudly. Cut backs could be just around the corner. No one. We were used to being quieter when they were home, but given they knew we had broken up, today of all days wouldn’t have been a great day to get caught. After a few minutes, Morgan gently brought my head up and then, suddenly, forced me against the wall, where she feverishly ground up against me and made out for a few more seconds. It was clear what was coming next.“D-do you have…” I breathed once the kiss ended.“Shit. Fuck,” Morgan cursed, then thought to herself.“It’s okay, we can j-”“No.. He said I should come over to his bed and suck him off again, so I did.I came over to his bed and took his cock in my mouth. Since my mouth was watering, I had plenty of saliva to give him a sloppy blowjob. I had to keep swallowing my saliva to keep it from running out of my mouth, but some still did. I licked my saliva off his balls and then licked my way back up his shaft. He said I was getting good at sucking cock. This made me feel proud and wanting to give him an even better blowjob. . So we decided that at the most, it would be bi for straight guys to do it. As for the guy taking a cock we concluded it was kind of an act of service for the receiving guy to fulfill sexual needs during a crisis. Things went gradually from general ties to us specifically then Keith summoned all his courage to confront that aforementioned elephant. “Do you want to do it? Nobody ever needs to know.” With a big lump in my throat I said “Ok. Where do you want to do it?” Keith suggested his bed.