This was ... not how he anticipated his evening progressing. If anything, he'd convinced himself this past month that his affair with Winnie had concluded. But, there she was bloody challenging him to get involved. It took him all of ten seconds to begin disrobing, for never could it be said that Dorian Fisk failed to rise to a challenge.
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Emily left barely five minutes after everything concluded. Supposedly, she had an important meeting with her boss in the morning but he knew better. She had to recognize both the familiarity and tension between he and Winnie throughout the encounter and decided it was best to give them privacy. What she didn't know, though, was that Dory had fervently hoped she would stay long enough for him dress and flee himself. Coming tonight had been a mistake, joining the women a worst mistake still. Fuck, he should've just stayed home.

There was nothing to be done now though, which left him half dressed leaning against the desk as he had that night a month ago. Only this time Dory knew better than to allow any half formed thoughts to slip past. Instead, he stared at her with a half frown waiting to know what to do next.

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