Work Tales

behind me.

I asked him what he needed,

and he just kind of gave me this look.

And I just,

I don't know, my brain turned off or something.

He sort of pegged me towards one of the

machines.

And he just started running his hands up and down.

Touching me places.

Telling me how hot I look today.

And how good I probably feel.

I wasn't thinking.

I'm starting to feel the slips on my neck.

Hands tracing up and down my side.

As I play with my arms.

I got so turned on.

I didn't stop until he started kissing me on the mouth.

I felt so naughty.

I got so wet.

And then when I came home,

I was extra turned on.

I barely said hello to my husband before I **** him into our room

so that I could fuck him.

And I realized how good it felt to do things that way.

So the next day I made sure to go. He saw me when I went to the copy room again.

And I did that for weeks with him.

Making out.

And I wore shirts I'm ready to take on and off.

Bras with the front clasps against my tits.

So fucking good.

He didn't seem to mind.

That one day he was being really aggressive with me.

Got me so worked up.

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