“That’s all for now,” you say.
Ashley looks almost disappointed, and makes a pouty face. “Really? I figured you’d want to fuck me all. Day. Long.” With each word, Ashley bucks her hips just slightly, and the feeling against your sensitive, falling erection makes you suck in a sharp breath. Ashley laughs.
“I’d love to fuck you all day long,” you say, and it’s true, “but someone’s bound to notice sooner or later that you’re missing, don’t you think?”
“Fine,” Ashley says, in a voice that reminds you of a child who’s just been denied candy. She lifts herself off you, and your wet, drooping cock slips free. “I’ll get dressed.”
Watching the girl dress is almost as erotic as watching her strip. You can still see the glistening moisture of your come leaking from her when she bends over to pull up her panties. Ashley glances over her shoulder and sees you noticing. She smiles slyly.
At least she’s back in full business dress, with not a hair out of place. If you were not half-naked and drained from just having your way with her, you’d never be able to tell what happened.
“I’ll be at my desk if you need me, sir,” Ashley says. She leaves your office, and closes the door behind her. |