Ray's hand instinctively went to his crotch as she started to read the new missive with the subject line "Your getting warmer and I'm already hot."
"Oooh Ray so close and yet so far. I bet you thought you'd found me when you summoned Kim into your office. Rest assure I'm still 'watching'. How long did you think about shooting your sticky cum all over her tits? I'm sorry if I put that image in your head but its been in mine all weekend. I went through two sets of batteries for my vibrater fucking myself thinking about it. I knew you would suspect Kim. Nice girl and all. Wonderful in bed. Did you know she had bi-sexual tendencies? I didn't either until we had a few too many drinks at the office Christmas party and gave the photocopier a bit of a workout. Would you like to see the photo's of Kim's lovely tities pressed up against the copier? I'm sure you would. In fact what I'll do is fax them to your assistant ten minutes after I send this email. Hope you like them! Do write back.
Watcher"
Ray looked frantically at his watch. He'd received the email, what... eight... nine minutes ago. He leapt frantically from his desk and ran for the fax machine at Allison's desk. He burst out the door just as the machine was beginning to hum with an incoming sending. Allison's hands were out reaching for the paper as it was printed off face down. Ray lent full stretch across the piles of paper on her desk and intercepted the sheet before it could be turned over. Allison let out a sudden shriek at the sudden intrusion.
"Um. Its for me," Ray stammered before heading back into his office, the paper hidden under one arm, without waiting for a reply.
His pulse racing, Ray unfolded the fax that had become crumpled over, giving him his first glance at what it contained. Sure enough there was Kim's beautiful breasts before his very eyes. The jumper she was wearing in the picture was pulled up above her rack and the lacey cups of her bra pulled down exposing her globes to the machine. Two flat round white circles showed where Kim's tits made contact with the glass. Each was cantered with a small dark nipple.
Even in black and white Ray could feel himself getting turned on by the site of his employees tits. Once again the hand cream came in useful as he retrieved his handkerchief from the waste basket in order to relieve the pressure that was once again rising. He felt the urge to cum all over the paper breasts held out in front of him but instead deposited his sperm in the already damp cotton.
Satisfied Ray felt he could once again think straight again. He clicked the reply tab on Outlook and began to compose a reply for his 'watcher'. |