NOVPUBChapter 34
Zoey's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as she caught sight of the utterly repulsive scene in front of her. Mrs. Jane was happily playing with Karl's dick like there was no tomorrow. Her face was glowing with delight as if she was savoring the most intimate moment of her life. But for Zoey, the whole situation felt gross and bizarre.
Being the hypocritically professional woman she was, Zoey's holier-than-thou attitude surfaced.
She couldn't wrap her head around how a mature woman like Mrs. Jane could be fooling around with young Karl's dingdick. Zoey hid behind the door, trying to contain her curiosity even though her heart was pounding like a jackhammer.
"Check this out, Karl! Your dick is surprisingly strong," Mrs. Jane's voice sounded cheerful as she lifted Karl's member. "We can play all night long!"
Zoey felt her anger boiling up. She vividly remembered how Mrs. Jane often lectured her about boundaries, yet here she was, breaking all the rules she ever taught.
"Hahaha... Mrs. Jane, you look better and prettier while sucking a dick," Karl replied, his feelings turning strange as Mrs. Jane suddenly did a 180° transformation while pleasuring him.
"Oh, don't be so stiff, Karl. It's just my duty as a manager," Mrs. Jane laughed again, and Zoey could feel her heart trembling. She couldn't just stand there without doing something.
With hypocritical determination, Zoey took a deep breath and stepped forward, ready to confront the disturbing reality.
"What are you two doing?" she demanded, her voice firm even though her inner self was quivering.
They both turned, surprised to see Zoey appearing at the doorstep. Mrs. Jane's face changed instantly, losing her sweet smile, while Karl looked nervous.
"Zoey, you should be tending to the cashier!" Mrs. Jane stood up and snapped at Zoey.
Zoey could sense that something was off.
"What's going on here?" Zoey asked sharply, staring intensely at Karl. She couldn't let this situation continue without an explanation.
Karl was taken aback, but grinned. "We're just playing, Zoey. Nothing weird."
Zoey felt her blood boiling. She didn't believe Karl's words. "Playing? Or are you just choosing to ignore the reality?"
Mrs. Jane opened her mouth, but Zoey quickly cut in. "This is not just about playing. This is about what you two are doing! Mrs. Jane, you're married!"
The two of them looked confused, and Zoey knew she had to take charge. She wouldn't let their game escalate any further.
Zoey stepped closer, staring intensely at Mrs. Jane.
"I'm not stupid, Jane. I know you shouldn't be here with Karl like this," she stated, her voice steady despite the creeping fear in her heart.
Mrs. Jane tried to smile, but her smile seemed forced. "Zoey, you're overreacting. I'm just doing my duty—"
"Duty? Duty to suck a dick, huh?" Zoey interrupted. She could feel the tension in the air, and she wouldn't let them pretend that everything was fine.
Karl shook his head, looking uncomfortable and muttered under his breath, "As long as there's a system and SpankSome, Zoey isn't a threat."
Karl then said, "Zoey, maybe we can talk about this later—"
"No! Now!" Zoey shouted, her voice reverberating off the walls in the room. "If you want to discuss what's happening here, we have to do it right now!"
Mrs. Jane looked at Karl, then back at Zoey with a doubtful expression. "Why are you angry? Hurry back to work! I'm busy taking care of Karl's dick," she said, her voice rising.
Zoey felt even more confused, why was she the one seeming crazy here?
"So, what's really going on between you two?" she asked, her voice softer but filled with curiosity.
Mrs. Jane took a deep breath, as if gathering courage.
"Nothing, it's just following work protocol!"
"Protocol? What kind of protocol orders you to suck a dick?" Zoey demanded, feeling that explanation was not enough.
Karl is totally freaking out and feeling the need to take control of the situation ASAP. He takes a deep breath and tries to keep his cool.
"Zoey, I get that this all seems super weird and totally confusing," he says, his voice softer. "I don't want any misunderstandings here. Maybe we can talk about this calmly."
Zoey shoots Karl a suspicious look, but doesn't interrupt him. Seeing that, Karl continues, "I'm sure Mrs. Jane can also explain. There's a lot going on, and it might not be what you're thinking."
Mrs. Jane, who was silent before, quickly responds. "Right, Zoey. I know how it looks, but we can explain. It's not something—" She pauses for a moment, trying to find the right words. "It's not like what you imagine."
Zoey folds her arms, clearly not satisfied with the explanation. "Well then, explain it clearly. What really happened?"
Karl decides to lower the tension by switching to a more neutral topic. "Zoey, I know you care about what's happening at work, and I appreciate that. Maybe we need to take some time to talk more outside of work hours so everything can be explained properly."
He hopes that by offering a chance to discuss the situation separately, he can calm down Zoey's emotions and give them time to think about the best way to explain this situation.
Zoey sighs and storms off, "What the heck!" She mumbles.
Karl was totally vibing on getting some top-notch from Mrs. Jane while sneakily recording her face having a blast with his johnson.
In his head, Karl muttered, "Zoey? Pfft, no biggie. I'll just make a scandalous vid with her, mess with her sanity using SpankSome, and totally freak her out hehehe..."
Meanwhile, Zoey was chilling at the cash register feeling low-key suspicious.
"Why's Mrs. Jane acting all weird, she's like not even Mrs. Jane. How is it that fierce manager getting dominated by a beta male like Karl?"
"Well, even though Karl used to spill that he had a crush on Mrs. Jane, like, how's it possible that just confessing feelings, Karl could turn Mrs. Jane into a total nutjob."
Zoey was totally glued to her phone, scrolling through social media. "Spermberggirl is probably just flexin' her Onlycorn account," she mused.
Zoey wasn't buying Cindy's story about being hypnotized, but then she remembered how Mrs. Jane had been acting strange out of the blue.
"Could it be Karl ...?"
