Surrogate Cock Fills Me in the Conference Room
Printer whirs softly in the corner. Door clicks locked. Coffee scent mixes with my perfume, thick and heady. Conference room […]
Printer whirs softly in the corner. Door clicks locked. Coffee scent mixes with my perfume, thick and heady. Conference room […]
Printer hums in the corner. Coffee scent mixes with my perfume. Jean and I hunch over reports in the conference
About a year ago, I was a 20-year-old office intern. Ambitious. Routine days: spreadsheets, gym, coffee runs. But virgin. Bi.
The conference room door clicks shut. Locked. Printer hums outside, spitting reports. Distant mouse clicks echo in the open space.