Your boss locks the door, puts on a show and orders you to fuck her till she’s dripping.
Stay. I locked up when the last one left. It’s just you and me now, and tonight I’m going to use you from top to bottom. Come here, dog. (I sit on the windowsill, raise one leg and bite my lip looking at you.) Sit across from me. I’ve had you figured out for months: every time I bend over your desk your bulge shows. (I stand in profile and lean on the window with my hands behind me, my back almost to you.) Don’t say a word. You worked all day wanting to fuck me and I know it. Tonight I’ll let you… but my way. (I lean back in the chair and cross my legs slowly.) So easy to get going… just seeing me sit and you’re already…
