OnlyFans Girl

It was a ten-minute walk through downtown before we got to the Benthouse building. The immense structure was one of the old style of skyscrapers, with lots of fancy stonework around the modernized revolving glass doors, and way far up you could see the same stonework on the upper corners of the building. They'd even shot a scene of that latest Batman movie on top of it, featuring one of the gargoyles as Bats himself looked out over the city.

Benthouse was a 32-story edifice, and as you and Sabrina walked through the doors, you were greeted by a big, two-story entry hall with vaulted ceilings that looked like they would have been more at home in a museum than an office building.

"The registry is over here," Sabrina said, and you followed her over to the big plaque on one of the walls near the elevators. There were easily fifty businesses listed, etched into little black metal plates. You searched for a moment and found Chambers Architecture up on the 24th floor.

You and Sabrina went over to the elevators and you pushed the call button.

"Things aren't weird between us now, right?" Sabrina asked you quietly.

"Hmm?" you hummed. "Oh, um, no, I don't think so. Are they weird for you?"

"Well, I was just thinking... you've, like, well you looked at my content, right?" she asked.

"Yeah," you said. "I, uh, yeah I did."

"So you've seen... yeah..." Sabrina said.

"Yeah," you agreed. You'd seen her naked. You'd seen her giving blowjobs to a dildo. You'd seen her secretly flashing in public. You'd seen her come on her fingers, and using her dildo. You'd seen her trying out a buttplug.

The elevator opened and you moved inside.

"So-"

"Hold the elevator, please!" someone called.

You hit the Open Door button, and a trio of younger businessmen trampled into the elevator. They were maybe in their mid-twenties, all dressed up in suits but looking a little worse for wear like they'd been running.

"Thanks," said one, as the other two were panting.

You hit the 24th Floor button, then the 18th at the request of the least-winded Suit.

"So, did you like watching the... movies?" Sabrina asked once the elevator doors were closing.

She wants to have this conversation here? What was she thinking?

"I did, yeah," you said, carefully choosing your words. "They were a lot of fun. And the endings were, ah, satisfying."

"Oh," she said, and blushed. "Well, that's good to know."

"Are you two movie people?" asked one of the Suits. "What movies?"

"Um," Sabrina said, lost for words.

"Oh, I'd never seen the Harry Potter movies before," you covered. "I'm only part way through them though. I'm kind of looking forward to seeing more of them, but my friend here has been lending them to me."

Sabrina blushed a little deeper, but her pouty smirk was pleased.

"What!?" The Suit practically exploded. "How has a guy your age not seen Harry Potter? Did you grow up living under a rock or something?"

"I, uh, just never got into them as a kid," you said.

"Look, my dude. I've got a little side project, it's a podcast. I know, I know, everyone has a podcast these days," the guy said. His two associates were rolling their eyes to each other. "But it's about movies. You should look us up, we give all sorts of reviews and suggest watch lists."

"Uh, sure," you said. "What's it called?"

"You can find us on like, iTunes and Spotify. It's called Big City Blockbusters."

"Cool," you said, nodding. "I'll check it out..."

"Awesome, you'll love it," the guy said, grinning.

The elevator came to a stop and Sabrina rocked with the motion, bumping into you from the side. All three of the suits started to exit. None of you said anything, and soon you and Sabrina were alone in the elevator again.

Sabrina started snickering first, but you followed soon after.

"What the fuck?" she laughed, then slapped your arm. "You thought they were satisfying?"

"Well I didn't want to lie," you chuckled. "But what did you want me to say, asking me that with those guys in here?"

"I don't know. I wanted to see what you'd do," she said.

"Well, now you know," you said.

Sabrina took a moment to fix her hair, looking into the mirror mounted to the side of the elevator. You watched her, and she saw you looking and smiled at you.

"So. Satisfying, huh?" she asked, meeting your eye.

Now it was your turn to blush a little. "Yeah. Yes. You're a very beautiful woman, Sabrina. But I think you also put a lot of your personality into it, which is even more attractive."

"Thanks," she said, smiling and turning away from the mirror to look at you directly. "I don't know why, but I try really hard to like... connect with people, even if I'm not showing my face."

"It worked for me. Maybe too well," you said. "You do a pretty good job of disguising your voice with those whispers, but between the carpet and just being you, I figured it out."

The elevator dinged again as it reached your destination.

"Well," Sabrina said, turning to the doors. "At least I know my fans appreciate more than just my body."

"I never said I was a fan," you said, following her out of the elevator.

"You're not?" she asked.

We'd stepped out into a little elevator lobby area, with a hallway splitting and leading out into the building. Signs mounted to the wall pointed toward Chambers Architecture in one direction, and an Importing business in the other.

"Well, I mean I'm not not a fan," you said. "But I dunno, wouldn't it be weird to be friends with a fan?"

Sabrina smirked and shook her head, but didn't answer you. "Come on, John. Let's work on your Secretary skills."

She headed down the hall, and you followed. Ahead of you was a full panel glass door, beyond which was a nicer lobby room, separated from a large open-space office area dotted with work desk pods by a half-wall and a secretary desk. The woman behind the desk was cute but older than you two, maybe in her early thirties.

Sabrina went to open the door and glanced back at you. "Just friends, huh?" she smirked at you, then was in and through the door. "Hi, good morning," she said to the secretary.