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All Characters are 18 years or older.

When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. This collection of chapters includes Gemma's Last Night, Gemma's Last Day, weird news, future plans, goodbyes, and Eric gets an offer.

OFG is a variation story based on the setup by Aurelian14. Originally written in small chapter releases, they will be collected here on Literotica in 10 chapter chunks for smoother reading.

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Chapter 551

Ending the goodbye dinner turned out to be just about as messy a scene as starting it was, there were just fewer people around to witness it since it happened outside.

Tears were shed. Hugs were repeated six or more times. You ended up holding more Tasha in your arms for a while as she got a little overwhelmed, everyone's emotions feeding back on themselves. Finally, Charlotte and Becca headed one way and Becks and Tasha headed another when the Uber Sabrina had ordered got tired of waiting for you and honked his horn.

Both of your girlfriends were half-depressed, half-chuckling after the long goodbye and at seeing the state of their makeup in the compact mirror Gemma had brought in her purse. They cleaned themselves up a little, but the conversation remained quiet - you had a lot to say, but it was private. There was no need to spill your personal shit in front of the Uber driver.

You got dropped off at the top of Sabrina's street, and Gemma immediately grabbed your hand while Sabrina looped her arm with yours, assuming their traditional positions before you started to walk.

"Tonight was really good," Gemma sighed. "God, I'm gonna miss those girls. I'm excited to get back with Birdie and see my other friends at home, but it's a different kind of close."

"You know, John

is

OK with you fooling around with other girls," Sabrina said, grinning as she looked past you. "So am I. Especially if he gets to fuck 'em too when he comes to visit."

Gemma chuckled and rolled her eyes. "It wouldn't be the same as this," she said, shaking her head. "My friends... My friends are great people, but not like that. Then again, I haven't seen them other than in quick video calls so maybe I'll feel different about being attracted to them or not when I get home and actually have them in front of me."

"Gemma, love, considering what we're going to be doing, you deserve to have someone to be intimate with while we can't be with you," you said. "So, just in case you do find yourself presented with an opportunity with a female friend you trust..."

"Permission granted," Sabrina said.

Gemma smirked a little and shook her head. "I don't think it'll happen, but I appreciate it. And I'll definitely keep you updated if it does - I gotta keep up the sexy teasing somehow when competing from across the world." You and Sabrina both started to protest but she held up her free hand. "I'm joking, I'm joking. It's not a competition."

You blew out a breath, stopping since you had reached Sabrina's building but not heading for the door yet. It was a beautiful night, the soft breeze adding just enough coolness to the hot August evening that you might have even called it perfect. "So, there's one other Relationship Rule thing I think we need to talk about," you said. "Becks brought it up with me earlier today and this is the first chance we really have to talk about it alone, out of the office. She pointed out to me that, if she and Tasha

do

get together-"

"She's talking about it happening?" Sabrina interrupted excitedly. "That means she's basically jumping into bed with her. Maybe they're doing it

right now

."

"Love," Gemma said, quirking an eyebrow.

"Sorry," Sabrina laughed, smiling up at me. "Continue please, baby."

"

If

they were to get together, or even just start coming down to visit us together, it's going to get awkward if Tasha doesn't know about the OF and Becks does. Especially if we want to film with Becks and she's taking extra trips down to us without Tash."

Both of your girlfriends frowned, and both of them seemed to try to respond but weren't sure what to say. It was kind of cute, watching them mirror each other, and you wondered what mannerisms you'd picked up from them in such a short time.

"Use your words," you chuckled.

"They aren't wrong," Gemma said, looking at Sabrina.

"No, he's not," she agreed. Then she bit her lip. "Like, let's be real, adding Tasha to the potential film-buddy list would be a big hit with the Fans. Her tits alone could have their own account. But even if she doesn't want to film..."

"The reason we originally didn't want to tell her was trust," you said. "We were worried that, especially if she did participate, she would want to use it as fodder for her comedy. But now we know her better,

and

there's the Becks' side of things."

"I know you're going to say my opinion matters," Gemma said. "But I'm not voting on this one. I'm OK with you telling her if you're comfortable, Sabrina, but it's a big thing to tell so I would understand if you didn't want to. Hell, telling Becks wasn't supposed to end up with us having her as a super intense friend that we'll probably have for the rest of our lives - she was

supposed

to be a safe person to do stuff with, and then we'd drift apart. I can't see that happening now."

Sabrina was chewing on the inside of her lip, thinking hard. You raised a hand and swept some loose strands of hair back from her face. "I think it's your choice too," you said. "Tasha's great, I think we can trust her, but of the two of us you're the one that would be hurt more by any information leaks."

"OK, what about Amanda?" Sabrina asked. "Like, there's a couple of differences but they kind of even out. She's a sweet girl, but we know her way less than Tasha, and she could use the OF thing against us if something wild happened. But we also know about

her

OF. Should we tell her?"

"Good question," Gemma sighed.

You took a beat, breathing slowly and nodded. "I'm OK with telling Amanda as well," you said.

"You fall in love too easily," Sabrina smirked.

"I'm not in love with Amanda. Or Tasha," you said.

"She means you trust girls you sleep with too easily, love," Gemma said. "And the way you trust looks a lot like love."

You frowned, trying to parse that one out.

"It's OK," Sabrina said, hugging you. "It's part of the reason why

we

love you. And why everyone we've fucked this summer is a

dick

ted to you."

"Nice em

pha

sis," Gemma snickered. "I think I'm OK with telling Amanda too. Hell, we revealed names and faces to Nelli."

"OK," Sabrina nodded. "I'll decide about Tasha and Amanda. Now can we go upstairs so I can make love to my stunning, gorgeous, sexy, arousing, smokin' hot girlfriend that's leaving the country in 24 hours

puhlease?

"

Chapter 552

"That... was really good," Gemma sighed happily. She leaned back against you a little, her slick bare skin pressing against your chest. Your hands were up in her hair, soupy and softly massaging her scalp as the steam of the shower surrounded the three of you.

"What was your favourite part?" Sabrina asked with a little grin before kissing Gemma's palm. She was gently washing your mutual girlfriend's arms with a soapy loofah and a spot of the suds got on the tip of her nose.

Gemma smiled warmly and swiped the spot away. "Honestly?"

"No, lie to us," you chuckled.

"My favourite part was right at the start, when I was sucking your cock, John, and you were eating me from behind, baby," Gemma said. "It felt like I was giving and receiving so much love in that moment, and worshipping and being worshipped. I just... the sex was amazing, but the oral was really special."

"And tasty," Sabrina said.

"What was your favourite part, my darling love?" Gemma asked Sabrina.

"When you were on top of me and I was sucking on your boobs while John swapped back and forth between our pussies all slow," Sabrina said. "And don't get me wrong, the boobs and the dick and everything were great, but the thing that really got me was how you were

looking

at me."

"Awe, baby," Gemma crooned, pulling Sabrina closer and hugging her cheek to her chest.

"She's not wrong, love," you said. "My favourite part was right near the end there, in missionary. You always look hot as hell when we're having sex, but the way you were looking at me so... I don't even know what the right word would be for it. I felt like you were giving me everything, no exceptions. I had your whole heart, your whole body, your whole being, and you were trusting me with all of that explicitly."

"Well, you have all those things now, too," Gemma said, turning at the waist a little so she could snake an arm around your back and pull you into a kiss. When your lips parted she bit her lip softly and looked guilty. "I'm gonna be honest, though, I don't even

remember

that happening. I think I went into a fuck-fog or something. Like, I remember bits of it, but at some point I was just so in the moment I stopped processing it. I don't think I've ever had that happen before, even during the most overwhelming DP situations with you guys."

"You got love drunk, and I love it," Sabrina grinned. She puckered her lips and received a peck from Gemma.

The two of you continued to pamper Gemma as much as humanly possible. Every inch of her got scrubbed and massaged, and then you tag-teamed drying her off with the fluffiest towel in the apartment. You were then shooed out of the bathroom, and fifteen minutes later you had changed the bedding when they came out with their hair blow-dried and braided into single French braids.

"Her hair is gonna be

so

sexy and wavy tomorrow," Sabrina grinned as she toyed with Gemma's braid.

"You'll look

just

as sexy, love," Gemma said.

It was already late, and the three of you climbed into bed under the covers with Gemma in the middle. After a long, quiet moment of you holding the two of them in your arms, Gemma sighed and wriggled a little, lying on her stomach instead of her back.

"John?" she asked quietly. "Could you?"

"Could I?"

"Prone bone," Sabrina smiled sweetly at you.

"I just want to feel you on top of me, love," Gemma said. "I never want to forget the feeling."

"Hold on," Sabrina said, ducking under the covers. "I'll make sure he's good and ready."

It really didn't take much to 'get you ready' - you were already half-hard again after the shower and just lying naked with the two of them. A few quick sucks, a couple of strokes, and Sabrina had you rock hard again. As you shifted over Gemma, Sabrina guided your cock until you were pressed to the blonde's entrance, and then you were sinking into her as you both sighed happily.

"What if I just wear you like a backpack all the way home?" Gemma mused teasingly. "Think I can get through security like that?"

"Is he considered a carry-on if he's partially

inside

you?" Sabrina chuckled.

"You two are incorrigible," you said and kissed Gemma's cheek as you wove the fingers of both your hands with hers.

"Just to be clear, is this a soaking situation like a couple of Mormon teens, or is there going to be some actual fucking?" Sabrina asked.

You snorted and Gemma laughed but shook her head. "Just love me, please."

"I can do that," Sabrina said, snuggling in. You and Gemma got your arms around her, letting her squeeze close, and the brunette started softly making out with Gemma, occasionally tilting her chin up to trade some kisses with you as well.

"I'm gonna miss all of this," Gemma murmured sadly.

"I'm going to miss kissing you every day," Sabrina frowned. "I'm gonna miss your face, Gemma."

"I'm going to miss

your

face, Sabrina," Gemma sighed.

Then they both turned a little and looked at you. "I'll... also miss your face?" you hedged.

Gemma rolled her eyes as she smiled. "Words aren't enough," she said.

"No, they aren't." You kissed her.

Eventually, some hip action started, your cock grinding in her pussy as her ass pressed up against your pelvis.

"Come for me, love," Gemma crooned. "I want to fall asleep with it in me. Come for me."

"Do it, John," Sabrina said. "Give her what she needs."

You groaned, dipping your head and kissing Gemma between her shoulder blades.

"Actually - put the tip in my ass, I want some there," Gemma begged you. "Then the rest in my pussy. I want to feel you everywhere. I want your warm, sticky love in every place I can take it."

"Fuck, that's so hot, Gemma," Sabrina breathed out. She was clearly teasing herself with her fingers as she sat with her nose inches from the blonde's.

You grunted as you let go of Gemma's hands and leveraged yourself up from how you'd been pressing down on her. Your cock left her tunnel, and she reached down and spread her cheeks under the covers so you could put your cock into position. It took a soft push and little pressure, and the head of your cock pried her anal ring open.

"Fuuuck," Gemma moaned in unison with you as your orgasm peaked. To pulses of cum splattered into her ass. Then, as requested, you pulled out and scooped down to push back into her pussy, sliding deep into the slick, warm crevice. Your third spurt of cum was probably more On than In her, but the fourth and the fifth ended up well and truly in.

"That's it, love," Gemma sighed happily. "That's it. Fill my holes. You're the one. You're my one. Fuuuuuck."

"I think she might love you, John," Sabrina said with a little grin.

"I think that might be the case," you chuckled. She had a hand down under and working her clit as she squeezed her cunt around your cock still inside her, yet to have gone soft.

"I do," Gemma panted as she came. "I really, really do."

Chapter 553

Getting out of bed that morning was

hard

.

At the end of the night, you had ended up snuggling between your two girlfriends. You were pretty sure the intent was that Gemma would be in the middle so you and Sabrina could both love on her, but the three of you were generally more comfortable with you in the middle and it just happened.

The problem with knowing the day was going to end with sadness was that you could fool yourself for a bit that it never needed to start.

"OK," Sabrina said about ten minutes after the alarm was snoozed for the second time. "I'm going to order breakfast and get it delivered to the office. Cinnamon rolls with bacon sprinkled on top from that fancy place downtown. That way we

have

to get up or else someone else will eat our stuff. Like Eric. Eric will eat all our cinnamon rolls."

That, finally, got the three of you moving. Not fast, but moving. There was even more touching than usual - not playful grabass, but gentle caresses and wistful hugs.

The efforts the previous night with their hair

did

leave Gemma with extra wavy hair that morning and she dressed up a little more in a dress that was

almost

too nice for the office setting. Sabrina's hair was a lot straighter and didn't hold the waves as well, but Gemma took time to help her style it nicely just so she could run her fingers through Sabrina's hair some more.

The bus ride consisted of a lot of quiet holding hands, except for when Gemma started getting texts from your friends wishing her a good final day at work. That almost broke her and you and Sabrina had to distract her by talking about anything other than the fact that she was leaving.

It was Sabrina's morning for the coffee run but you were running later than usual so she headed down the street to the coffee shop while you and Gemma went in - it would look a lot better for two interns to be there than none, and you had no guarantee Eric would be 'early on time'

Becks came out from around her desk to give Gemma a hug, and since no one was paying too close attention you got a quick one as well along with her giving your ass a pinch. The cinnamon rolls had been delivered and were waiting at Becks' desk and, following Sabrina's planning, you pulled one out and presented it to your dusky-skinned fuckbuddy with a smile.

Upstairs you and Gemma found that Eric was not, in fact, early so the two of you set up your spots and doled out the containers from the takeout bag but waited for Sabrina to eat them.

When Sabrina showed up, a minute after Eric, she looked somewhere between having seen a ghost and being ready to have the next hurricane named after her.

"What happened?" you asked immediately.

"Nothing," she snapped, then shook her head once. "Sorry, nothing happened."

"Sabrina-" Gemma said, her concern matching yours.

"Just... let me handle something," Sabrina requested, clearly not wanting to talk about it yet. "Later, OK?"

You both agreed, but traded glances. Gemma was clearly perturbed, and you were still feeling the spike of adrenaline that said you should be

doing

something about that look on Sabrina's face.

The cinnamon rolls got eaten quickly, Eric carefully thanking Sabrina for his, but your brunette girlfriend only picked at hers and completely ignored work as she typed furiously on her phone. Whoever she was texting with was replying just as fast as she was, because there was barely ever a pause.

'What do you think it is?'

Gemma asked you, scribbling it on a scrap piece of paper.

You replied with a question mark and a frowny face.

Gemma was only working a half-day, and she spent the first couple of hours wrapping up regular tasks, putting off the Last Day items as long as she could for the sake of wanting to feel like all of it wasn't coming to an end. Then, finally, she was hitting her time limit and she sighed. "I need to grab a drink," she said. "Sabrina, come with me."

"Mm," Sabrina grunted with her lips firmly closed, her eyes not leaving her phone.

"Sabrina," Gemma said, more sternly. That got your mutual girlfriend to look up. Her eyes didn't hold the anger or fear from before and she looked at the two of you questioningly before blushing. "Come with me to get a drink," Gemma said again.

Sabrina hesitated and then nodded, setting her phone down on the table and blowing out a breath as she stood up. She glanced at you quickly and said, "I'm OK. Really." She waited until you nodded in acceptance before she joined Gemma at the door and they headed towards the break room.

"Well that was awkward," Eric said. "What do you think happened?"

"Your guess is as good as mine," you said.

It took a moment but you put together that the time between her going to the coffee shop and arriving at your shared office included one person who might know, so you quickly texted Becks. At first she was confused, and then concerned, because when Sabrina had come into the building and dropped off a coffee for her she'd seemed fine.

That meant whatever had happened had occurred while Sabrina was in the elevator, or on a floor of the firm.

"What the fuck?" you murmured. Gemma would be getting it out of Sabrina any minute now, but if it was something personal they might not tell you in front of Eric. And then there was the fact that it had thrown an issue up on Gemma's last day.

"You can say that again," Eric sighed.

"What?"

"The email. That's what you're 'what the fuck'ing, right?"

"What?" you repeated, and then checked your email. There was one from HR wishing Gamma Anderson well wishes on her last day. Gamma.

You closed your eyes and shook your head. "Sure," you said. "That's what I'm 'what the fuck'ing." Definitely not your girlfriend having an obvious problem.