My First Forbidden Fuck in the Copy Room: Surrendering to Flora’s Heat
The photocopier room. Work. Friday, 10:35 a.m. Stale air thick with toner dust. I punch buttons on the damn machine. It mocks me. Fist slams metal. Pain shoots up my knuckles. Fuck. Door swings open. Flora. Short skirt hugs her hips. Top clings like second skin. Legs endless. Never seen her this slutty at work….