When the door closed behind him, Angela slumped back into her chair, feeling drained and even more frustrated than before.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" she muttered to herself, rubbing her temples. "I shouldn't have snapped at him like that."
But deep down, she knew why she had reacted so strongly. It wasn't just about Steve slacking off. It was about her own inner turmoil, her confused feelings toward Shawn, and the stress of their family's financial situation.
All of it was piling up, and she didn't know how to deal with it.
For now, the only thing she could do was focus on her work. She needed to distract herself from her thoughts and feelings, even if just for a little while.
So Angela took a deep breath and opened the next report, forcing herself to concentrate on the numbers and graphs in front of her.
Yet, after some time, her mind wandered off again. This time, she didn't think about Shawn or the morning incident but about what Steve had said.
About having some fun or going crazy.
And suddenly, Angela found herself wondering what it would be like to let loose for once. To go out, have a few drinks, maybe meet someone new, and have a night of wild, passionate sex.
It was a tempting thought, especially since she hadn't been with anyone sexually ever. Sure, she had a boyfriend in college, but they broke up before things got serious. Since then, she had been so focused on work that she hadn't even thought about dating or sex.
But now... now she was curious.
"Fuck... What am I thinking? Going out to have sex?" Angela shook her head and pushed the thought away. She wasn't that kind of girl, and she knew it. Sex was something she wanted to experience with someone she cared about, not some random stranger in a bar.
With her thoughts now even more jumbled than before, Angela decided to go to the rooftop to get some fresh air. Maybe it would help clear her mind and calm her down.
Just as she opened the door of the rooftop, she heard the sound that made her freeze in place.
"Ahhh... Yes! Fuck me harder!"
It was a woman's voice, filled with pleasure and excitement. And it was coming from the corner of the rooftop, where a few large potted plants were placed to create a makeshift garden.
"What the..." Angela's eyes widened in shock as she realized what was happening. Someone was having sex on the rooftop, and it sounded like they were really into it.
Curiosity got the better of her, and she quietly moved closer to the sound, hiding behind a column.
And there, in the shadows of the potted plants, she saw two figures moving against each other. The woman had her hands pressed against the wall, her skirt hiked up to her waist, while the man behind her was thrusting into her with wild abandon.
Angela couldn't see their faces clearly, but she could see their bodies and hear their moans and groans.
"Unghh... Yes! Just like that! Fuck me harder!"
"Ahhh... Shit... You're so fucking tight..."
The scene was so explicit, so raw, that Angela couldn't tear her eyes away. She had never witnessed anything like this before, and it was both shocking and arousing.
But when she recognized the man's voice, her blood ran cold.
It was Steve. Her brother. Fucking some woman on the rooftop of their office building.
"God, I love fucking you like this... You're such a dirty girl... Getting fucked in a public place where anyone could find us..."
"Yesss... I love it... I love being a slut for you... Ahhhh... More... Give me more..."
And the woman, whoever she was, seemed to be enjoying every second of it.
Angela couldn't believe it. She had just scolded Steve for slacking off to go on a date, and here he was, fucking a woman on the rooftop during work hours.
And what made it worse was the way they were talking, the dirty words they were saying to each other. It was so... so...
"Hot..." The word slipped from Angela's mouth before she could stop it.
She immediately clamped a hand over her lips, but thankfully, Steve and the woman were too busy with each other to notice her.
But as she continued to watch, Angela felt a strange sensation building inside her. Her breathing grew heavier, and a warmth spread between her legs.
She was getting turned on by watching her brother having sex.
It was wrong. It was so wrong on so many levels. Yet, she couldn't stop watching. It was like a car crash she couldn't look away from.
The woman's moans grew louder, and Steve's thrusts became more frantic. It was clear they were close to their climax.
"Fuck... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum inside you..." Steve groaned, his hands gripping the woman's hips tightly.
The woman responded with a scream of pleasure. "Yesss... Cum inside me! Fill me up with your hot cum! I want it all!"
And with a few final, powerful thrusts, they both reached their peak, their bodies trembling with the force of their orgasms.
Angela's own body reacted to the sight, her nipples hardening against her bra and her pussy throbbing with need. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, her hand unconsciously moving towards her crotch.
But before she could touch herself, Steve and the woman had already separated, their breathing heavy as they laughed and kissed each other.
It was then that Angela saw the woman's face clearly. She recognized her as one of the employees from another company renting an office in the same building.
"Fuck, that was amazing, Tina." Steve kissed the woman's neck, his hands roaming over her body.
Tina giggled and leaned into him. "You were amazing too, Steve. We should do this more often. But you always deny me these days."
"Well, I had to focus on work. Besides, meeting you in secret and having sex in the office is dangerous, you know. What if we get caught? It wouldn't be a problem for me, but you're not even single. You have a husband and a kid waiting for you at home."
"Don't even mention my asshole husband. He's the one who made me like this, not giving me what I need and always cumming in a few minutes." Tina rolled her eyes in annoyance.
Then she kneeled in front of Steve and started to clean his cock with her tongue. "Mmmm... But you, Steve. You always know how to satisfy a woman like me. I just wish you would fuck me more. And maybe if you want, I can divorce my husband and be yours instead."
Steve's eyes were closed in bliss as he enjoyed the sensation of her tongue on his cock. "Hahaha... You know I can't do that. But I promise I'll make it up to you whenever I can."
"That's good enough for me." Tina finished cleaning him and stood up, fixing her clothes. "Now, I should get back to my office before people start looking for me."
"Okay. I'll be here for a bit more, enjoying the view." Steve winked at her and smacked her ass playfully.
Tina laughed and blew him a kiss before walking away.
Angela quickly hid behind the column again, not wanting to be seen. She waited until she heard the door open and close, indicating that Tina had left.
Then she peeked out again to see Steve leaning against the wall, his pants already back on but his shirt still half-unbuttoned.
He was looking at the city skyline with a satisfied smile on his face.
Angela debated whether to confront him or just leave quietly. Eventually, she decided to let it go for now. She wasn't in the right state of mind to deal with this.
So she quietly made her way back to her office, her mind racing with what she had just witnessed and her body still burning with desire.