Elena's Pov
The second I stumbled through my front door, my next destination was the shower, pulling off my clothes as I went.
I cranked the water as hot as it could be, scrubbing my skin raw. Washing the scent of Alexander off me -his spit, the crust of his c*m drying on my boobs.
Even at that, his expensive cologne filled the bathroom, making my p***y throb. I washed between my legs, rinsing off his mouth from my cunt.
But it didn't matter because I couldn't wash the memories of what happened away.
God! The way he made me c*m all over his face, how I jerked him off like a paid w***e, closing my eyes in bliss as he came all over my t**s.
Guilt clenched around my heart. I couldn't believe I could be so cheap, letting my employee eat my p***y.
"Shame, Elena. Shame." I chanted
