The Ultimate Farewell
During my final internship at a multinational firm, I found myself flanked by two incredible men: Isaac and Victor. Isaac was the office heartthrob, with piercing green eyes and a smile that could melt any woman in accounting. Victor, on the other hand, was a powerhouse of athletic energy, a practitioner of capoeira with a muscular build and a penchant for bold fashion. They were my “guardian dogs,” always protecting me and keeping me close, earning me the nickname “Doll” for my curly hair and blue eyes.
As my internship came to a close in late August, my colleagues threw me a farewell party. After a night of dancing and drinking at a trendy club, only the three of us remained. Exhausted and intoxicated, we took a taxi to Victor’s parents’ beachfront apartment. In a fit of playful sentimentality, I suggested we all share the large master bed so we wouldn’t have to spend our last night apart. They agreed, and we drifted into a deep, alcohol-induced slumber, stripped down to our underwear.
I woke slowly to a searing sensation of pleasure. Isaac was behind me, his chest pressed against my back and his hand exploring my curves with growing urgency. I played dead, my breath hitching as he squeezed my breasts and pressed his hardness against me. Just as I reached my limit, I felt a warm kiss on my lips. I opened my eyes to find Victor watching me with a knowing smile.
“Good morning, Doll,” he whispered. The tension that had simmered all summer finally boiled over. Victor’s hands slid beneath my panties, while Isaac liberated my breasts from my bra. I was caught between them, a whirlwind of tongues and touch. I knelt before Victor, taking his thick length into my mouth, savoring the taste of him while Isaac positioned me on all fours, sliding himself deep into my heat from behind.
The pleasure was overwhelming, a rhythmic symphony of two men who had desired me in secret for months. As the heat intensified, Victor pulled me close, his arm locking me in place while Isaac explored my tighter depths. The initial shock of the sensation quickly transformed into an electric current of ecstasy. I cried out, urging them to keep going, to claim their doll completely.
Isaac reached his peak first, filling me with a warmth that left him breathless. But the fire wasn’t extinguished. I shifted, riding Victor with a desperate intensity, feeling every inch of him. He flipped me over, his weight pressing me into the mattress as he claimed my backside, whispering how long he had dreamed of this moment.
We spent the rest of the afternoon entwined, a tangle of limbs and soft kisses. As the sun dipped below the horizon, I realized that while my time at the company had ended, this experience was the most unforgettable farewell I could have ever imagined.