Empty Office Seduction: My First Raw Fuck with the Temp
I’m not the same woman I was six months ago. Bourgeoise, Catholic, prude, faithful. Now, debauched and alive. It started […]
I’m not the same woman I was six months ago. Bourgeoise, Catholic, prude, faithful. Now, debauched and alive. It started […]
Printer hummed low in the corner. I didn’t notice her at first. Turned right. Two stunning assistants, buns tight like
Thursday, February 13, 1986. My office at the end of the hall. Rain hammers the window. Printer hums distantly. Coffee
Printer hums in the open-space. Coffee scent mixes with his musky cologne. I steal glances at Mr. Sinik across desks