Lucas froze as Brandon took off his shirt. I'd remembered him to be slightly fit, but looking at him now, I was sure he'd changed. His pecs were larger than his head, and his abs formed a neat row of muscle in an 8- pack. It made Lucas' V- cut look like garbage.
"I'd guess that you've been working out?"
"Yeah… not like I had anything else better to do."
I laughed a bit, turning my head to resume the blowjob on Lucas. As I began to taste the salty and sticky rod, I felt Brandon tuck behind me and start licking me. His tongue swirled around inside my pussy, creating a slurping noise that became quite loud at times. I could feel the stubble prick up against my skin as he wedged his face in between my cheeks. His large hands worked their way up my calves and to my thighs, finally resting with a firm grip on my ass.
"Goddamn Riuji… this shit is like playdough--"
While he continued to carrese me, I could feel Lucas' dick begin to throb wildly inside of my mouth. Each time I pushed my plump lips down on his shaft, I could feel his hands press gently on the back of my head in an eagerness to cum.
"Ahh-- Riuji I'm gonna--!"
Moments later, I felt his spray shoot into the back of my mouth and down my throat. While I was cupping his balls, I could feel the shaft pulsate in my hand. I thought he was done, so I began to remove his cock from the inside of my mouth.
"No. Just let me-- ah!"
Surprisingly, he came again. This time, a smaller spurt of his cum washed down my throat; some of it landing on my tongue. Brandon had begun to undress himself and get back on me, and Lucas finally allowed me to take his dick out of my mouth. When Brandon finally got to putting his dick in, he didn't actually let it go inside-- it was more of just using my legs and pressing them together.
"What are you doing, Brandon?"
He laughed a bit, and pressed my legs together a bit more.
"Just something I've wanted to try with you since forever ago. You've got these thighs packed with muscle, and it seems to be creating quite the..."
Brandon gritted his teeth together, stopping him from finishing his sentence.
"...Sensation."
It felt like he was just teasing me, but he continued to do it until he came all over my thighs. Seemingly Lucas was finished as well.
"What happened to your guys' stamina? It's like you haven't done it at all since I was in a coma."
"..."
Both Brandon and Lucas just stared at each other and then at me, giving me that look.
"Yeah. We both decided together that we'd do anything at all costs to not do anything until you woke up. I guess it was sort of a thing to grieve that you'd been through it all."
Lucas spoke up after Brandon, both looking at me with puppy eyes.
"We kind of decided together that if it was involving you, we'd try harder to be happy together."
I felt my chest throb a bit, and my throat close slightly.
"A-aw… guys… you really didn't have to…"
Both of them came a bit closer to me, holding their arms wide. We embraced each other, feeling a sense of warmth and satisfaction from it.
"We do have to go back to the office though. You may want to get set up in your new room."
Confused, I decided to ask them about it.
"So what exactly happened while I was gone?"
Lucas looked over at Brandon, who then looked at me. As we made our way to the office, they began to explain it all.
"Right after you collapsed, Urarae was promoted to your position. She didn't actually apply or anything, it just seemed that Ken grew a liking to her. A few months passed by, and Ken began visiting you in the hospital. At one point, he visited you almost everyday after work. When he went in your room though, he never let anyone else in while he was there. Something about you being 'too much for him to handle.' Fast forward a year-- just a few weeks before you woke up… Urarae proposed to Ken. Obviously, he was struck-- but he apparently fell in love with her at first sight."
"So… all those things he took from me-- he was just using me?"
Lucas leaned forwards from the backseat and placed a hand on my shoulder, trying to reassure me.
"It's fine though, because we think that she may actually be plotting something. And let's be honest-- you're way too good for Ken anyways. If you want to forget it all, I'll be glad to assist."
He leaned back into his seat the rest of the way to the office, sighing often. As we pulled into the main parking lot, I could see that the entrance of the building was crowded with people.
"What the hell is going on here..?"
Brandon's face twisted into a confused look, making me even more curious to find out what was going on as well.
"Yeah, I'd like to know that as well."
As he lurched the car to a stop, I could feel the tension rising just outside of my door. A few people I had recognized made eye contact with me, and came running up. When I finally got myself outside of the car, people began to swarm around me. It almost made me feel like a celebrity.
"Miss Riuji! It's been a while!"
"Hey! Do you remember me?"
"How's it going, Riuji?"
It was like I was being asked millions of questions all at once, not even close to being able to answer them all at once.
"Get away from Miss Riuji. She still works for me… and, aren't you all still on the clock?"
A booming voice came from the inside of the building, and people began to shift away from me. As they all quieted, I saw Ken emerge from the office doors, holding out his hand to greet me. Just as I went to grab his hand, I saw the huge wedding ring around his ring finger. Instead of grabbing it, I slapped it, remembering that he'd actually betrayed me.
"I'm not going to take your hand… traitor."
I brushed past him, walking towards the elevator at full stride. I knew he was hot on my heels, but I'd had way too many flashbacks of when I saw what I did in his office. Just before I was able to close the doors to the elevator, I saw his hand shoot through the gap; stopping the closing of the doors.
"Just let me talk with you. Just this once."
Ken got into the elevator and waited in the back.
"I--"
"Don't want to hear it. Save it for your wife."
Ignoring his pleas, I stomped past him to walk towards the stairs. Persistent, he continued to trail behind me. I was so mad at him even trying to apologize for what he did that I just continued to race up the stairs. Ken was out of breath behind me, still trying to talk.
"Riuji… wait…"
"..."
"You need… to listen."
He grabbed my arm this time, making me pause for a second.
"What do you want?"
I snapped back at him, finally seeing his face. He had tears streaming down his cheeks, dripping on the stairwell floor.
"I fucked up… Riuji… I fucked up…"
Finally giving in, I decided to listen.
"What? What did you fuck up, Ken?"
Finally being allowed to catch his breath, he took a deep breath in to calm himself down a bit. Before he spoke, he looked both up and down the stairwell for people. Finally, he whispered almost inaudibly into my ear.
"Urarae's blackmailed me."
"What?!"
I yelled a bit loud, making Ken both wince and lean in to quiet me down.
"Shhh! She's gonna hear you, damnit!"
"What the hell did she blackmail you to do?!"
"She wants to own the company. She apparently got all the tapes that I had of us… doing things… She's claimed if I didn't do what she said, she promised that not only she would take my company-- but she'd kick me out as well!"
He began crying now into my shoulder, hugging me like he didn't want to let go. I felt my eyes well up with tears and felt my throat close a little.
"I'm sorry I hurt you, Riuji…"
Giving in to his empathy, I patted his back a few times in an attempt to calm him down.
"Okay… but we still have to act like we hate each other. I mean, it's not that hard for me to do at least-- I'll just act like I've stayed sour this whole time. You on the other hand… I guess just try looking bored with me."
"Yeah… okay…"
As I began to continue walking up the stairs, Ken followed a bit further behind me. It was almost nostalgic getting back into that same hallway. The department to the left, and the bathroom we both did it in. His office directly to the right and further down. I remembered the roof access point was just above us-- same with the hallway we also did it in. For a second, I'd almost forgotten that I had left Brandon and Lucas in the car.
"Hey Ken-- where is my office? And what's the deal with Brandon and Lucas?"
He tried practising his bored face, struggling to keep it straight.
"Brandon is my brother and he works in that management office actually. Lucas is the Head of the Technologies Department now, and your office is just around the corner next to Brandon's office."
I nodded my head and began walking over to where my office was. It reminded me of Ken's storage space— a smaller room with a single LED light fixture operated by a string, and a smaller plastic wood desk. The chair that was behind it had a few holes in it from a mice problem, and the workout ball that had been left in there was already deflated and rotting away.
"Hey…"
A hand was placed on my left shoulder, forcing me to turn around to look and see who it was.
"Yeah..?"
Brandon gestured to an array of new furniture behind him, some of the items still in a few boxes.
"I always knew this place wasn't taken care of… so I borrowed a few things from the other department. I don't think they'll mind if a few objects go missing…"
I smiled at Brandon. It had been a while since I had returned, but I was glad that I was back. As his back turned to walk out the door, I noticed he had paused for a moment before walking out.
"You okay, Brandon?"
Almost seeming lost in thought, his mind went back to his warm smile.
"Oh… nothing."
He waved as we walked off, leaving me in a half confused state and half ecstatic after seeing all of the work that had been put in for my return. Moved by my own thoughts, I hadn't realized the commotion that had happened outside my room.
"What's going on?!"
I ran over to a group of people gathered around someone laying on the floor. All I could see was purple skin, and a hand holding a specific handkerchief…
"KEN!"