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She enters the office and his hand beckons her to the side of his desk. He turns in his chair to face her as she moves close beside him. He feels her flinch slightly as his hand touches her leg. She glances towards the open door.His hand slides gently along her upper thigh, hidden by her skirt. She gasps and bites down on her lower lip as his fingers turn inward, the light caress nearing the dampening edge of her panties.Her left hip leans against the edge of his desk to steady herself as she begins to tremble and tightly grasps the file folder with both hands. Her legs part slightly.The tips of his finger and thumb glide over bahis şirketleri the silky material and gently trace along the outer edge of her pouty lips, moving slowly and gently squeezing them together. The thumb slides between the folds and travels upward along the valley of the now-wet silk, stopping just below the top.She closes her eyes and bites her lip harder as the thumb begins to move in little circles around her nub. The pressure increases as the thumb goes faster, the circles smaller and smaller. She feels the finger lay along the valley below, pressing into her as the thumb rubs directly on her swollen nub.She bahis firmaları quivers and holds her breath as the climax hits. Her hands twist the folder as her knees tremble and weaken. She leans into the desk for support.”Ohhh,” quietly passes her pursed lips.The pressure of his thumb dissipates as it slowly moves away from her sensitive nub and trails down the wet valley between her folds. She sucks in a deep breath as the fingers move down her inner thigh and slowly exhales as they are taken away.She feels the gentle tug on her skirt, straightening out the dark, woven fabric. Her breathing becomes steady and the weakness kaçak bahis siteleri in her knees disappears as the residual effects of the orgasm wash away.She swallows before speaking.“Here… here is the file you asked for.”“Thank you,” the baritone voice replies. “I appreciate you bringing it to my office.”“You’re welcome,” she whispers.“Is there anything else I can do for you?” he asks with a sly grin.“No… not at the moment,” she replies.“All right,” he says as he takes the folder from her outstretched hand. “Just remember that my door is always open if you need… anything.”She smiles, straightens her skirt, and steps towards the door. She pauses and looks back.“I will keep that in mind.”He smiles and returns his attention to the folders on the desk as she walks away.’And my husband wonders why I love my new job…’ she muses as she returns to her desk.

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