Naughty Work

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The phone rings

Your boss making inquiries

Unaware of my presence

Of my hands slowly sliding

Over your body

Your thighs

Your back

Removing your clothes

You answer questions

Try to remain calm

Your heart starting to race

A familiar heat

And wetness

The feeling of being exposed

As if your boss can see

As my hands and tongue go to work

Your body moving with me

Your voice falters

As you try to hide your pleasure

You flush

My licks, sucks, caresses

Followed by my thrusts

Enough to keep you

On the edge

Shall I push you over?

Published 5 years ago

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