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Read no more if you have no interest in my enjoyment of erasing Scott one cock at a time. This is just some things that were said yesterday and some of my perverted thoughts on the situation I mentioned to Shane. In my mind, I thought everyone Shane worked with knew exactly what we were doing together. He said, "They do. They ask, and I tell them." Hearing him say that hit me in the gut so hard and in the best of ways, I had to know everything. Scott has to work with Shane and his friends once in a while, and hearing how they all know I am taking Shane's cum is intoxicating for me. It makes me want to let Shane empty his testicles in me daily! I want to go in where they work so they can really have something to talk about! I found out that they are too scared to say anything around Scott. He's a big guy and not someone you want coming after you. They won't say anything when he's around. But when he's not? They're all over it. They know I'm Shane's cum-guzzling girl. They know I'd leave Scott in a second for Shane's dick, and they whisper amongst themselves, laugh about it, let it spread like crazy. Scott knows they're talking—hears them quiet down when he gets close, sees their sneaky little looks—but he's got nothing. He just takes it, every awful bit, while I'm out here drinking Shane down. I love just thinking about how humiliating it must be for Scott.

While I was still licking Shane's cum off of my lips yesterday, Shane said, "Last week, Craig waited 'til Scott was out of sight and asked how deep you take me. I said, 'All the way—she begs for my cum, and we are talking about taking it further. Like a real relationship. Mike was like, 'Goddamn, she's got his whole life ruined,' and right then Scott came back. Everyone got real quiet but everyone was thinking the same thing. Shane is pumping cum in my holes and Scott can't stop him. Shane said Scott won't look at him, and he likes that. Mike later told him everyone notices how he avoids Shane at any cost. I loved sharing with Shane how I felt. It's like we both enjoy shrinking Scott and taking away his status as a man in front of everyone's eyes. I told Shane, "They're imagining me sucking on you, swallowing you down while Scott gets nothing. He's a big guy, but your dick has made him so weak. He knows they're laughing, knows I'd pick your dick over him any day, and he has to live with that." Shane laughed, telling me, "Yeah, he eats it. Yesterday, Mike told me he was in the break room, and Scott's grabbing water, like ten feet away, and he whispered to Craig, "Scott's wife is probably sucking Shane off right now." And Craig laughed. He said Scott didn't say or do anything but walked off. He knew they were talking about his wife being used as cum dump by Shane. The thought of Scott, this big guy, rendered useless by my love of Shane's dick, making him fall apart because I need Shane's cock like its oxygen makes me want to suck Shane's cock right now, I told Shane, "Next time I'll suck you off right outside his job and let them peek, see me suck on you while Scott's stomping around, hearing them whisper." Shane laughed and said, "Deal, He'll know. Won't do anything, but he'll know. The same way he knows when they shut up 'round him." Just thinking back on that conversation yesterday, I can still feel how I felt after eating Shane's dick yesterday. Throat wrecked, belly full of Shane's cum, loving every second of Shane owning me, the work crew's whispers behind Scott's back. Thinking back on this today, all of it combined made me understand I am living a perfect life. No regrets at all. Just saying.