My First Anal with the Boss: Office Innocence Shattered
His office. Heart hammering. I stand beside his chair, dossier in hand. Yesterday’s touch lingers—his fingers on my thigh, pressing my clit through silk. Sleepless night. Masturbated furiously to him. Now, stockings, garters. Invitation. He calls me in. ‘Come here, Marie.’ Voice calm. I know. Legs tremble as I position myself. His hand grips my…