Managing Risk in Scotland

** This story is the fourth part of my Dealing Floor Risk series. If you want them in order (and this story works better that way!), start with "Analysing Risk Like a Good Trader", then "Managing Risk - From a Sales View" and then "Managing Risk - Research View" The "It's Not Cheating If We Just Look" series is set prior to this timeline on the same floor.

The storyline contains cheating. As is almost always the way in my fantasy world, no consequences occur - well not any consequences that the characters don't likely want in some way!

Please do search for other stories on Literotica if that is not for you, but if it is for you, then please stay. You're most welcome. Enjoy my world!

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As they caught the hotel lift to their executive floor, the Stratton team were in a good mood. Their Co-Heads of Research, Dominic McArthur and Claire Townsend, had knocked the ball out of the park with their huge client Stoddard Life. Their Head of the Dealing Floor, Ross, was aware of an undercurrent between the two Co-Heads in the office, but in front of clients they were an awesome team. Coupled with strong performance from his Head of Trading, Deborah Holt, and Head of Sales, Penelope Weston, he felt confident that they had retained their number one slot on Stoddard's broker list.

They all said their goodnights as they went to their individual rooms.

Penelope had just put on her demure sleep shirt when there was a knock at her door. After Frankfurt, Ross had said they needed to cool off. Head of floor having unprotected sex with the Head of Sales was a scandal waiting to happen. She had an IUD fitted the following day, but never got to tell him as he still kept his distance. Now, finally, she thought he was giving in.

Only it wasn't Ross there. It was Debs in a dressing gown.

"Let a girl in before the others spot her dressed like this?" was all Debs said.

Penny stood aside with a grin. As the door clicked shut she walked up to Debs, kissed her on the mouth, then untied Debs' gown. Debs was naked under it.

"I don't know why, but your nipple bars mesmerise me," she said as she bent down and sucked on one of Debs' pierced nipples.

Debs took a sharp breath, then put her hand on Penny's pussy. "Something tells me you were wet before I knocked. Expecting someone, Penny? I thought Pete was back in London?" Debs smiled, knowing full well that Penny wasn't expecting Pete.

Penny stepped back. "Pete's history. He just doesn't know it yet. To be honest, I was hoping rather than expecting. Ross seems to be a bit worried about impregnating his Head of Sales."

"He has a point after Frankfurt. Plan B was fucking awful. I'm on the pill now. Anyway. Why don't you go back to sucking my tits. That felt fucking good."

Before Penny went to lean down, Debs added, "You're overdressed, Penny." She pulled Penny's sleep shirt over her head, slipped off her own gown and pulled Penny to the bed. She lay down and Penny started sucking at one nipple, twisting the other bar between her fingers. She thought about how it felt strange with the metal in her mouth. Then she realised that she had never put another woman's nipple in her mouth. At all.

As Debs started to squirm, Penny moved her fingers down. Debs' pussy was a neat innie. She slid a finger along the slit. It was already getting wet, and wetter still as she began to stroke Debs' clit.

Debs purred. "Feels fucking good, that. But I want to feel you now."

Penny lay back as Debs leaned over and started sucking on her large nipples. "Well, aren't these an amazing handful." The contrast with her own pert tits was startling. Debs, too, was new to another woman's nipple stiffening in her mouth. Her fingers drifted down and played with Penny's heavy pussy lips. She had seen girls like that in changing rooms. Until recently she had not thought she would ever touch them. She slipped a finger between her wet lips and found Penny's clit.

As Penny squirmed, Debs pulled off her nipple and licked down. She drew her tongue between Penny's inner lips, then sucked gently on her clit. Penny jumped; a rush of warmth followed. Debs sucked each lip into her mouth, something she had wanted to do since their trip to Frankfurt.

She stayed there, licking and kissing, two fingers holding Penny open so she could get her tongue deeper. When she went back to Penny's clit and slid two fingers inside, Penny started to come. "Oh my fucking... oh wow, oh wow, yes! Just like that! Ah yes! Ah yes! Ah fuck. Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Debs fell back on the bed next to her, smiled and said, "So I guess I did okay for a beginner at that, then."

Penny took a minute, then got between Debs' legs. "Your turn now, Debs." She parted Debs' lips with her tongue, the taste similar and not, then said, "Fuck, you taste amazing," before going back in. She got Debs squirming. After a few minutes it was clear she was not going to get her there. Debs pulled her up and kissed her open-mouthed. "Mmmm. Our juices taste good together. Don't worry about me. I rarely come without a nice hard cock inside me."

As Debs dozed, Penny sent a WhatsApp to Ross: "Need to see you. If you're awake, come to my room. Don't worry, I won't make you fuck me. I promise!"

The reply was almost instant. He clearly wasn't asleep. "On my way."

Penny slipped her sleep shirt back on. When he knocked she said to Debs, "It's not fair that I came and you didn't, so I ordered you a nice hard cock."

Debs ran the assessment: 'Graeme already agreed my free pass for 3 months. This isn't cheating on Graeme. It's cheating on George and I don't give a fuck.'

She went to pull the covers over herself then thought, 'Fuck it. Why bother? He has watched me fucking before.'

Ross walked in wearing a tracksuit. Debs looked at him and said, "Oh, hi boss," as if her lying naked on Penny's bed was an entirely expected thing for her boss to see.

Penny pulled off her sleep shirt and said, "So Debs and I are having a discovery evening and I discovered that Debs here can't come without a nice hard cock in her."

From the bed Debs added, "And this girl is really hoping you will help her out."

Ross pulled his tracksuit off quickly, walked over to the bed and then paused. "Tell me it's a safe time. I didn't bring condoms given Penny's message."

Debs smiled and said, "It's safe enough," as she leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth. He was already fully hard and she could taste his precum as she drew a nail along his perineum and his cock twitched in her mouth.

Just at that point, Penny turned off the lights and the room was pitch black. "Should make it more intense for you two."

As Ross got onto the bed, he was pretty sure that he and Debs were not alone on the bed. He lay back and the thought disappeared as a mouth engulfed his cock once more, stopping only when her head touched his abs. "Ah fuck, that's amazing," he said, just as he felt a pussy push against his mouth. She was very wet. He licked and sucked at her while he tried not to come from the blowjob.

She pulled off him and straddled him. His cock slid easily into her. He reached up for her tits. She pushed his hands away and leant down to kiss him open-mouthed as he fucked up into her. Just as his orgasm started to build, she pulled off again and put her mouth to his ear whispering, "Take me from behind."

She turned, chest down on the sheets, and he found her in the dark and slid in deep. Tighter like this. His hands stayed on her hips because there was nothing else to hold. He slammed into her and she made a raw sound into the mattress, not words, just yes, just harder, the sheet muffling her words and cries.

Someone else's fingers found her nipples and pulled the bars. She broke on that, a muffled cry, cunt clamping down on him. He came with her, squirt after squirt deep inside her, and only then noticed his own hands had never left her hips.

He smiled into the dark. He still could not have said whose pussy he had just filled.

He pulled out and lay on his back then felt a mouth on his cock and another on his balls, cleaning him of his come and hers. One of them kissed him on the mouth, then the other. He fell asleep like that, a naked woman on either side of him.

He woke an hour later on his back. He was already hard, already inside someone. A mouth was on his, tongue in deep. She ground down on him, her hands pinning his arms to the bed. He could not have sat up if he had wanted to.

He pushed up into her. A hand closed on his balls -- hers, or the other one; he could not tell. He had come only an hour before and it made no difference. It was on him fast. "Ah fuck yes. Take it. Fuck!"

She leaned down and pushed her tongue into his mouth, using him to muffle the sound of her coming as he filled her.

There was movement. A whisper, close: "Use your tongue. Lick him out of me."

He did not sit up. He heard wet licking, two breaths, then both of them coming in small, stifled sounds. He smiled at the thought of what the 69 would have looked like if he only could have seen it.

He woke first. The two women were asleep on their backs. Curiosity made him glance between their legs. Both clean. No visible cum. He pulled on his tracksuit and opened the door quietly to go back to his own room and shower before breakfast with Deborah and Penelope.

Dominic walked past him in the corridor in a dressing gown. They nodded. Neither spoke.

A short while later the two women saw Claire walk into breakfast alone. Debs leaned over to Penny and said, "Well, well, well. Someone else has that freshly fucked look. Want a bet on who she has been fucking, Penny?"

The second day was quieter somehow, but equally positive with the clients.

She knocked on his door at half ten. Ross opened it on the chain, tracksuit on again, then let the chain off when he saw the blouse.

Claire walked in as if she had the slot booked in his diary. She stood by the desk with her hands on the back of the chair.

"Stoddard loved us because they saw my strategy on people. I told them that," she said. "Dominic writes a nice report. I run a team. You know which one matters more when someone needs to be sacked."

Ross shut the door. "You're not here to talk about that though. Are you?"

"I'm here because I see how you look at me." She held his eye. "A proper Head of Research would use that to stop sharing a title."

She didn't say co-head. She didn't repeat Dominic's name.

He should have asked her to leave. He had spent the night in Penny's room and still had no idea who he had finished inside.

Claire unbuttoned the blouse herself, watching him while she did it. Lights on. No pretend shyness.

"Condom?" he asked.

"I use a cap." She left unsaid that the cap was in its case in her purse.

He pulled his tracksuit off and pushed her forward over the desk, skirt up, knickers pulled to one side, the hotel blotter against her nipples. She told him where and how hard, the same voice she used at work.

When he reached for her tits she let him. Small, pert, firm. She came in muted gasps.

He pulled her to the bed. She went on her back and pulled him in and said, almost calmly, "Fuck me hard. Finish inside me the way I know you need to. I won't stay after."

He did. Her eyes appraised him coolly as he started to come and only closed when she felt him squirt against her cervix and her own orgasm took over. She was off the bed before he had fully softened. She dressed in the order she had arrived: knickers, skirt, blouse, jacket. Purse on the chair. The case inside it, the cap lying there unused.

At the door she looked back once. "You didn't give me the title yet. I'm still the one who should have it and you know that."

Then she was gone. No kiss. No see you at breakfast.

His phone lit on the nightstand.

Penny: You awake?

He left it unread. He turned on his side to sleep.

Five minutes later there was another knock. He knew the rhythm of it before he reached the chain.

Penny stood in the corridor in the sleep shirt of the night before.

She pushed him inside, throwing off her shirt as the door clicked behind her. She took him into her mouth, tasting spunk and someone else's pussy juice and pulled off.

Ross looked sheepish but she just smiled and pulled his cock into her throat. She was pretty sure that hadn't already happened to him that night. Ross guided her head as he used her mouth and throat for a few thrusts before she pulled back.

She pulled him on to the bed. She could smell a perfume under the smell of his spunk on the sheets and she lay on the wet sheet deliberately, "You're mine now Ross. No matter who you fuck first. So fuck me and make it count!"

He was between her legs quickly. She was wet enough that she didn't need his mouth. He was too desperate to wait. He slid in deep and held there, looking at her eyes. He saw a passion that was new as she ground against him. He started to pump hard into her and her nails raked on his back hard enough to draw blood. He barely noticed. They continued staring into each other's eyes through their orgasms. Hers started just as he started to fire his spunk deep inside her. She smiled at him. Pulled on her nightdress, then licked his cock clean of the remnants of his spunk and her juices, keeping it in her mouth.

She knocked on Debs' door, glad to see that the corridor remained empty. Debs looked through the viewer, saw her and opened the door. Penny twisted Debs' piercings then kissed her, pushing the cum from her mouth into Debs' mouth as Debs moaned back into her mouth. She walked past Debs and lay on the bed with her legs wide open and Ross's cum seeping out of her pussy, saying, "I brought you dessert. I knew you would love a creampie!"

Debs leaned in and started to collect the cum from Penny's pussy. She pushed two fingers inside Penny and pulled them out covered in spunk before pushing them inside her own pussy. She repeated it and then used the spunk as lube on her clit as she sucked and swallowed the rest from Penny. They came together, Debs using her cum slick fingers on her own clit and Penny from Debs' tongue on her clit.

As they came down, they exchanged a slow tongue in mouth kiss before curling up next to each other and going to sleep.

At breakfast the next morning the five of them discussed the next trip. Ross was quiet and barely engaged. He still could not have said whether he had finished in Debs that first night, or whether it had been Penny all along. She had never promised she was safe. Only Debs had said safe enough, whatever that meant.

The thought stayed with him on the flight home, even as he drafted the Research announcement on his laptop. It was time to announce how pleased he was with having his two Co-Heads working together.

Ross's email on Research went out the following Monday. It was full of quotes from clients and rating groups about how well the new team at Stratton was doing.

Claire and Dominic got it with everyone else. No preview. No warning.

Dominic was relaxed. He knew he had not done enough to get rid of her yet.

Claire printed two pages, signed both, and walked into Ross's office. She threw the first on his desk, "I told you I wanted to be Head, not Co-Head. Edinburgh was your chance to understand that. That's my resignation."

The bulkier second document landed next. "I sat on TownBank's offer for two weeks. Head of Research. MD in January. Fifty percent bump in pay. You could have stopped me after Edinburgh. You blew it."

She took the offer back out of his hands and left before he could speak. On the way past Dominic's pod she didn't slow down.

"It's all yours now, pretty boy. I'm done with Stratton."

Five minutes later, in a cubicle across the road, she stared at two lines with quiet fury. She was not going to TownBank pregnant. She was not going to tell either of them.

She washed her hands and walked back to reception.