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[NSFW] Office Space Shenanigans (Yume Kuribayashi & Dreamstreet)

"All right, down the drain it is, then!" Ophelia softly chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll be sure to leave some for you." The futa winked at Misty before heading in the direction of the bathroom, lightly humming as she did so.
 
Misty just shook his head as the futa teased him, before heading into the kitchen. Once he was there, he put on an apron while the rest of his body was still naked, as he started to make a few pieces of toast and two cups of coffee while humming in delight to himself. Since he had to wait for Ophelia to come out of the shower, he knew he could take his time in the kitchen, which he enjoyed doing.
 
Once in the bathroom, Ophelia went straight to her typical routine. After making sure her hair was let down, she entered the shower, turning on the hot water, and then letting herself soak in the falling torrents before moving to work on her body. The typical lathering and scrubbing she did, the suds washed away soon after forming, went without issue, though as she moved the soap down her dick, it started to harden again, which naturally got the futa aroused. She held back from doing anything with it until she had gotten her legs and feet covered with the soap, after which she set the bar aside and went straight to work.

She gripped the top half of her shaft about an inch below her glans and started rubbing. She moaned along with her strokes, using her free hand to grope one of her breasts as extra stimulation. She tried to keep the noise as reduced as she could, even with the water running, but she had a feeling some of those moans would reach the kitchen and be heard by Misty. Hopefully they wouldn't be too distracting...
 
Misty was just taking his sweet time making breakfast, humming to himself as he waited for Ophelia to come out of the shower. Though he soon got interrupted as he heard those all too familiar moans from the futa coming from the shower. It made him grin a little while he rolled his eyes. "Guess futa's really can't keep their hands away from themselves, even though she has me around." He said with a small pout, as he wondered if he should go in and join her. However he knew that if he wanted another round with the futa, she wouldn't say no to him at this point.
 
It was without a doubt tempting, but with the precautions she actively took to reduce her moans to background noise, and not the invitation that Misty may have interpreted them as, Ophelia did a decent job of keeping things on track. After another minute of stroking, groping and all-in-all vocalizing her arousal, the futa reached her breaking point, closing her eyes and letting out a climactic cry as she burst. Digging her fingers into her chest, she angled her dick down at the drain, making sure none of her seed got on the walls of the shower space. If any did get on, it was just a few droplets that would eventually wash off.

She caught her breath as she watched the water thin out her load and allow it an easier time down the drain. With her first big load of the day spent, Ophelia stood upright and returned to cleaning herself as scheduled, grabbing the shampoo and heading to work on her hair.
 
Misty could hear it all the way in the kitchen when Ophelia reached her first climax of the day, one he knew that it wouldn't be the latest. However she was taking her sweet time in his own opinion, and once the coffee was almost done, he decided to head into the bathroom, still only wearing his apron to check up the futa. "That sounded like it was much needed, miss big pornstar." He said in a playful tone to tease her. "But even big former pornstars gotta get on with her day, if she doesn't wanna go to workout some breakfast." He said while still stayed in the bathroom next to the bath, while awaiting her response.
 
Ophelia was about halfway through lathering her hair when Misty came in to give his two cents on what he heard of her climax. She wasn't surprised in the slightest, but she nevertheless perked up at his voice sounding so close. She couldn't see him, thanks to the shower curtain blocking her view, but even so, she gave out a response to him. "Hey, if a quickie's out of the question, what other choice do I have to blow off my morning steam?" She let out a laugh at her own joke. "But really, I'm in the process of working back up to my regular pace, plus Adriana suggested I do it more often so I've got a sound mind during work. Well, as sound as a true futa can be, anyway... So yeah, that's how it is. I'll be out soon, thanks for the heads-up!" She raised her hand above the curtain rod and gave Misty a thumbs-up.
 
"Sounds to me like Adriana really wants you back to your pornstar self... Or rather your pornstar stamina." Misty said and grinned a little for himself. "But if can handle her, then I say go for it. Not much is known about her, other than she is a complete and total dom, if there ever was one." He said with a lewd grin on his face. "But I guess you know that even better than I do, don't you?"
 
"You think so, huh? I wouldn't blame her, not in the slightest."

"Not much is known about her, other than she is a complete and total dom, if there ever was one. But I guess you know that even better than I do, don't you?"
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"Damn straight. You make a good point, though. Reputation aside, I really don't know all that much about Adriana. I have to wonder how and where she built up the sexual side of her status as our 'Corporate Mistress', from what I've experienced it clearly wasn't from exploring her own libido alone. There's gotta be a community she's a part of off-hours, one she owes it all to." Having shampooed her hair thoroughly, Ophelia turned around in the shower and started to let the suds rinse out. "Then again, that's not the sort of thing I should prod her about. She'd more than prod me in turn, no question!"
 
Misty nodded for himself a little at Ophelia's comments, letting out a chuckle at getting prodded by Adriana. "You're right about that! Oh I just got an idea!" He said in an excited tone. "You know who you should ask about her? Nikki! I mean, Adriana lets her fondle more or less anyone she wants in the office, so she must have some kind of relationship with the boss to be allowed that... And she's been there for years, so she should absolutely know something!" He said in an excited tone, thinking there were more drama and secret on the horizon, that the futa would share with him.
 
"Hmm... That's not a bad idea, actually. Tell you what: should my conversation this morning with her about the whole 'Maxy's roommate' thing go over well, I'll ask her about it. At least, I'll try to; no telling how much she's gonna let me talk once we settle the current situation."
 
"That sounds like a plan... Plus if everything fails, you can always have her fuck you to persuade her." Misty said with a laugh, before he turned back towards the door. "But still, breakfast is ready when you're out." He said before getting ready to head back into the kitchen.
 
"If she's up for it, for sure!" Ophelia let out a laugh, running her fingers through her hair to make sure it ran clean. "Right. Let me dry off, then I'll come and join you." She reached over and, with a turn of the faucet, turned off the water.
 
"I'll see you in a bit." Misty said and headed out of the bathroom to walk back into the kitchen. From there, he put some toasted bread on his plate and made a cop of coffee, while waiting for the futa to come out of the bath.
 
Ophelia gave Misty one last grunt of approval before stepping out of the shower. She grabbed a towel and used it to wipe and pat her body dry. She tried not to spend too much time on her dick, noting what it would inevitably lead to, but worked to dry it all the same. Once her body was dry, she went over to the sink and used the nearby hair dryer on her locks, drying them faster than she would have were she to use the towel. Then, after that, she did her hair up into a bun, a couple locks in front left hanging by the sides of her head, and then selected a bathrobe to wear in an attempt to make herself decent. With all of those finishing touches made, the futa finally headed out into the main apartment to join Misty for breakfast.
 
Misty was looking at something on his phone, when Ophelia finally came back into the kitchen, and he gave her a smile. "There she is." He said while taking another sip of his coffee. "Just take what you like, so you are ready for another day of drama." He said with a soft chuckle.
 
"Sure thing," Ophelia nodded. "Wouldn't wanna tackle the inevitable awkwardness on an empty stomach." She grabbed a plate and a piece of toast from the table, setting them down by a seat before heading over to the fridge. "You wouldn't happen to have any jam on hand, would you, Misty?"
 
"I think I have some in the fridge." Misty said before he got up from the chair and looked in the fridge for a few moments. After that he came back with some strawberry jam and some cheese and put it one the table. "There you should have something to put on the bread."
 
Seeing Misty reach the fridge first was enough to convince Ophelia to sit down, waiting for him to come back with the jar. Seeing it as well as a tub of cream cheese to go with it, she smiled in gratitude. "Thanks a bunch!" She then started spreading the cheese, followed by some jam, on her toast. "I can't remember the last time we ate breakfast together like this. Two, three years ago, maybe?"
 
"Yeah it's been quite a while, hasn't it?" Misty asked with a smile as he took a bite out of his breakfast. "But then again, we've always been doing separate things whenever we weren't fucking each other... This is the closest thing we've ever been to being a couple." He said playfully while winking at the futa. "Though that would be a couple that fucks anyone who comes too close."
 
Ophelia took a couple bites as Misty spoke, swallowing before responding with a slight giggle. "True, we are kind of promiscuous like that. No offense, of course." She winked right back. "Still, being friends with benefits with moments like this sprinkled in works just as well for me." And then she took another bite of her toast.
 
Misty nodded over at Ophelia and gave her a soft smile. "Yeah it is quite lovely. Although it does make me wonder about Max and his girlfriend... I wonder how long they'll last, her being a futa and all." He said while taking another sip of coffee.
 
"I imagine they'll last a while, longer than we would if we tried going steady, for sure. Though she's a futa with all the libido to go with it, Kana doesn't come across like the kind to fuck the closest willing subject to quell her urges. Hell, she's more likely to fuck a melon or pumpkin or something as an outlet than another person. And now that she's got Maxy as her partner, those urges are bound to be more in check." Ophelia glanced off to the side and smirked. "Then again, she'll probably sneak in another pumpkin-creampie when fall rolls around." She took another few bites of her toast.
 
Misty almost started to choke on his coffee when Ophelia mentioned Kana fucking a pumpkin rather than another person, and after a few coughs to regain himself, he started to laugh. "If that is the case, Max could always just buy some pumpkins for her in case he has to work overtime." He said and let out another laugh, which was followed up by a sigh. "Though I wonder how they'll do when Kana's mom comes home... If I remember correctly, she's got an even higher libido than her partner."
 
Ophelia nodded with a soft grunt, smiling in slight amusement at Misty's earlier reaction. "Or another big fruit, if they aren't in season yet." She popped the last of her toast into her mouth, chewing it up and swallowing as Misty asked about how Liz would factor into everything. "Well, I wouldn't know how well the other Mrs. Przekop, wherever she is, would respond to Liz wanting in on her daughter's relationship. But I don't think Kana would have too many complaints. She knows it's Maxy's life goal to fuck every futa he meets, true or shemale-type. It's a matter of "when" more than "if", you could say." While talking, Ophelia stood and strolled over to the cabinets, grabbing a thermos and then filling it with contents from the coffeepot. "And I have a feeling "when" will be the day she returns from her job in Shanghai."
 
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