My body was on fire the entire day. After yesterday’s little show in her office, I couldn’t stop replaying the way Victoria’s cheeks had flushed, how her thighs pressed together under that massive desk. I had barely slept, fingering myself raw to the memory of her hungry stare on my bare, dripping p***y.
Tonight was night shift. Just the two of us working late in the nearly empty building. Perfect.
I dressed even bolder. The same sheer white blouse, no bra, but this time I left five buttons undone. My heavy t**s were practically spilling out with every movement. The skirt was shorter — dangerously short — and again, no panties. My freshly shaved p***y was swollen and aching, already leaking down my thighs by the time I stepped into her office with fresh documents.
Victoria looked exhaus
