Your Work Boyfriend (Audio Script)

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Hey, baby, there you are.

Oh, no no, don’t worry.

I was expecting it to be honest, you’re a busy lady and I figured I’d need to find my own way here.

Yeah, of course I’m sure. I got here like ten minutes ago and looked for you a bit but then got distracted.

I’ve just been mingling around, chatting to a few people.

That guy over there?

Yeah, him! He’s got the best bad jokes. Like dad jokes but… somehow worse? But also so good. It’s amazing.

But I think that guy over there might not agree. I don’t know, he started laughing with the rest of us but the more the dad-joke guy spoke the more annoyed he seemed to get.

Yeah, they did say they work quite close with you.

In fact, the only thing they seemed to agree on was how great you are at finding solutions no one else can see.

I love hearing about how hard you work.

Hey, stop, why are you embarrassed? You’re a hot commodity at the office and I love showing you off…

or, being your arm candy, I guess.

Yeah, I really don’t mind tagging along. It’s been fun, even just chatting to those guys without you.

Being here with you, seeing you work and interact with your colleagues… it’s pretty cool to see this other side of you.

Especially… when there are also some amazing snacks. Have you tried these things going around on the trays?

Oh, you need to! Tackle one of the waiters next time they come around, if you have to. Seriously worth it. Top-notch snack situation.

I’ve had a lot of them, like a lot.

I think the server’s figured me out, and I’m definitely not mad about the way I seem to be getting first dibs… they just keep circling around me because they know they’ve found my weakness!

Okay, here they come.

See, told you! Priority snack service… but you’d better eat this one. Here… open your mouth.

They’re so good, right? I don’t even know what’s in them and I don’t care.

This entire party… the late night, the uncomfy tux, having to share you with all these people… all worth it for these babies, I think.

I wonder if they’d tell me where they came from… I could do with some of these at home. We could make a meal out of—

Hey, baby? Still listening?

Sorry, you just seem distracted. Am I talking too much about these or…? What do you see over there? You’ve been staring in that direction since…

What, did you find some better snacks or—wait, are you looking at that guy?

Oh my god, you are. You are totally blushing right now.

And he’s… staring… right… back.

Oh. So that’s Andy… ah, right.

You told me about him. The uh… office flirt.

Hm? Oh, nothing… it’s just that when you were saying, “Andy flirts with everyone and it’s so funny,” I just thought Andy was a woman… like short for Andrea or something.

I don’t know why I thought that.

I’m just saying, I feel like you probably could have made it a little more clear that he’s a guy… a, uh…

a pretty attractive one.

Oh, come on, babe.

First of all, him having a girlfriend is not the defense you seem to think it is.

“All the girls like him” is also not a good defense.

No, of course. It’s not that. I trust you. You know I do.

I just… I don’t know. The way he’s looking at you, the way you’re looking at him… it’s—yeah. I don’t know… hitting me a weird way I guess.

Like right there! That look you just gave him, and he’s eating it up. Look at him, he looks so smug.

You do remember who you came with right?

And who you’re leaving with tonight?

You’re my girlfriend, not his. And you’re definitely not his “work wife” or whatever. Yeah, I know that’s a thing people in the office say, but it’s not cool.

Especially since he’s got his own girlfriend, apparently.

It doesn’t stop him from flirting with every single woman at this party, which is a whole other issue… but not one I can bring myself to give a shit about with the way he’s looking at you right now.

No, that’s not all. Also it’s… his hair. Look at his hair, it’s stupid and… too tall. His hair is too tall and he’s looking at you too long and I don’t like it.

What? Why are you looking at me like that?

So him staring at you from across the room is… super normal, but me, your boyfriend, standing here with my arm around you, concerned that some office hunk is crushing too hard on you… that’s the weird part?

You’ve got to be joking. I’m holding your hand because I like the feeling of your skin, of your touch. I’m not doing it to—

Seriously. baby?

No, I’m not “staring him down.” I was just looking around the room, taking in my surroundings.

If I happened to look in his direction, it was entirely accidental.

I know you’re mine, you’re my girlfriend. Mine. Some overly-coiffed colleague isn’t changing that.

Not when I can do the things that I can… the things I know he can’t.

Isn’t that right, baby?

Look at me.

Yeah. He can’t do any of the things I can. You know that, don’t you?

He can’t make you shiver, make you scream… that’s what I can do for you… to you… if you’re good, if you deserve it… and if you stop flirting with him… right now.

You are too flirting with him… with your eyes.

He can stand over there, smiling at every woman who walks by, but there’s nothing he can do to get you… because you’re mine.

In fact, I’m very happy to remind you exactly why you chose me… and why I know you’ll keep choosing me. Right here… right now.

Do you need to be reminded, baby?

Oh, look who’s got your attention now, huh? That excited you? Thinking about me claiming what’s mine, right here at this party?

No, I don’t want to wait until later. It’s busy here, you’ve done your rounds, said your piece, laughed at your coworker’s terrible jokes. Everyone else is busy… focusing on their own conversations…

We can just… sneak away. Find a place, just the two of us, so I can remind you who you belong to…

Is that what you want?

For me to own you, for me to do all the things I do to make you scream… in a place where you have to stay so quiet…?

What is that look on your face, baby? You like this, don’t you?

In fact… knowing you… how smart and… resourceful, you are… I’d say you orchestrated some of this, didn’t you?

Oh, baby girl… you’re a terrible liar.

I see how it is.

So what you’re going to do… is keep eye contact with him while I walk you slowly out of the room… out that door so we can find somewhere where we can be alone.

Yeah. I want him to know… what we’re about to do.

He won’t be able to prove it, of course… because you’re going to be very, very quiet… but… he will know.

Come on, baby.

Good girl. You did good.

Come on, get in here.

I knew we’d find somewhere, and nobody is going to be coming into this place tonight.

We’ve got this little room all to ourselves, and it will do for what I have planned…

I don’t care that the door doesn’t lock. You’re mine… and you started this game… I’m going to finish it.

What do I have planned? Well, baby, wouldn’t you like to know?

You’ll have to wait and see, but I can promise you one thing… by the time we’re done here, you’ll remember exactly why you’re mine.

Mhm, and why no one can make you feel like I do… that even with a work crush, or a work-husband or whatever you call him… even with that… there’s nothing anyone else can do… that I can’t do better.

Isn’t that right, sweetheart?

And I’m going to show you that… right here. No, we don’t need to go home to prove it, you’re mine no matter where we are. Even here. Especially here.

Look at me. You keep looking at me, focus on me… only me.

You just be quiet… and let me show you. Let me prove it to you… again… remind you of who you belong to.

Do you like the sound of that, baby?

Oh, I know you do. I know you like that. I can tell… because you look so desperate right now. So… needy… for me.

Then I’m sure you’ll like it even more when I do what I’m about to do…

Mmm, I love that catch in your breath the first time I touch you… happens every time. You’re so predictable.

You can be quiet for me, can’t you, sweetheart?

Yeah, I know you can. Shhh… just take it. It’s okay…

The way my fingers are just barely on your thigh, just grazing your skin, and you’re already so needy… so ready for me. I don’t have to touch you to know that… but I’m going to.

Mmm, fuck. So wet for me already, just like I knew you would be.

And these tiny panties… so bold they may as well not be there, baby.

No, you didn’t? Hmm, so you just happened to be wearing my favorite pair… barely there… so easy to just move to the side…

Look at me, yeah, like that… watch me as I play with you.

Mmm, you’re doing so good, keeping quiet for me.

God, you’re so wet. Unreal. Does sneaking off like this excite you?

So fucking eager for me already… you might think you’re getting away with something tonight, baby… but it’s okay. I love reminding you… who you belong to.

Oh, is it getting harder to stay quiet? Hmm?

But you have to be quiet, don’t you? You wouldn’t want to get caught like this, with my fingers… deep inside you.

Such a naughty girl, baby.

Fuck, you feel so good. I love making you wet, teasing you… I love the feeling of you… but… I want to taste you.

Now.

It’s so fun to tease you by kissing up the inside of your thighs, especially when your legs are spread wide like this…

But I don’t want to tease.

No, right now I want to fuck you with my tongue and see just how long you can keep quiet.

Fuck you taste so good. The way your pussy feels as I lick you and…

mmm, yeah, suck your clit. Do you like that, baby?

Good. I like it too… and I love those little moans and whimpers as you grind against my tongue…

Shh… it’s okay.

No, I won’t stop. Just keep quiet.

You’re mine, baby… all mine to devour. I can take my time running my tongue teasing you, slowly around your clit… like this.

Noticing the way you react and… keeping you right here, wondering… building… playing.

That’s it, grind your hips, oh fuck, mmm, yes, just like that.

That’s it, you’re all mine, but remember… you’ve got to be quiet, we have to be careful so we don’t get caught.

Think you can do that, baby? Can you be quiet? Yeah?