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Black E-mail | gizmo69 | 6

 

As her eyes scanned the room, Sandra picked out potential candidates. Men, women, blonds, redheads, black or white, everybody was considered. She couldn't help but feel aroused as she stood there, devoid of underwear and being the sexual predator.

As her eyes passed the middle of the room, she noticed Jeff Chambers, a tall, dark-haired co-worker from accounts. Now HE had potential, Sandra thought, all sorts of obscene images racing through her mind. As she stared at him in a half-daydream, he looked up at her. He eyed her long legs up, scanning upward toward her firm tits. Sandra smiled because she knew her nipples were hard and visible through the light material, two burgundy stains on an otherwise white top.

As Jeff stared, he suddenly noticed that she was looking at him and immediately turned his attention to his computer screen, looking a little embarrassed. Bingo, thought Sandra. She strolled over to his desk, exaggerating the sway of her hips a little. The click of her stilettos on the hard office floor forced him to look her way as she approached.

Sandra perched on the edge of Jeff's desk and crossed her legs in such a way that left her foot almost brushing against his trousers. "Hey, Jeff," said Sandra, smiling seductively.

"H-hey, Sandra," replied Jeff, a little unsure of her new attitude. "What's up?"

"Oh, I just came over to ask if we could go over some paperwork in my office." Sandra allowed her foot to slide against his leg.

"Well, I'm kinda in the middle of something right now..."

Sandra sighed exaggeratedly. "OK, then, just come over when you're ready. I'll be waiting for you!" As she got up to go, she leaned in close to him so that she was barely an inch from his ear. "Oh, and just so you know," she whispered, "I'm not wearing any panties right now."

This was a risky move as Jeff could easily report her for such a remark, but Sandra knew he wouldn't. Sandra coolly stood up and walked back to her office, knowing without looking that Jeff was burning a hole into her ass with his eyes. She entered her office and slumped into her chair, quivers of excitement running through her body at her daring move. She switched on her webcam and waited. Her pussy was aching to be fucked, and she allowed her hand to stroke it gently while she waited, feeling the sopping wetness of her fuck hole. She found herself smiling at the idea of giving her blackmailer a free show, but it didn't last long as she heard a knock. With her fingers still gently caressing her enlarged clit from behind her desk, she yelled "Come in!"

 

Is it Jeff?

 
 
 

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