Boss’s Office Lockdown: Raw Fuck with My Paille Amid Deadline Chaos
Printer whirs in the corner. Non-stop. Black ink spits out balance sheets. Coffee aroma hangs thick, mixing with my sharp […]
Printer whirs in the corner. Non-stop. Black ink spits out balance sheets. Coffee aroma hangs thick, mixing with my sharp […]
Click. The door shuts behind me. Lock snaps into place. My office. My domain. But there he is—Paco, slouched in
Printer hums. Endless whir. Sheets spit out. Client screams echo from the hall. ‘You’re all crooks!’ I smile. Force it.
I’m Sophie, 30, blonde-ish hair to my shoulders, blue eyes, 5’6″, fit at 119 lbs. Cute face, perky 85B tits,
Wednesday. April. My office. Less traffic means I arrive early. Ambitious. Divorced six months. Celibacy firm intention. Until today. Tight