I want it all, the whole thing, I want you to take me, use me, consume me with that cock of yours.”
“Look right here.” He pointed to his eyes. He stood next to the couch and gazed at my fully exposed body and a smile spread across his face as he knelt on the couch to lean forward and place a kiss on my wet pussy. Then, “Sorry, just a minute, sorry …” He pushed back into his chair and his hips tensed. I didn’t doubt any of it. He walked me to his desk and bent over as if I weighed nothing to him. If so, it worked. The shiver-producing words were an entire section under a deive heading, NAKED LEGAL: I was to remain naked, except for stocking, heels, and jewelry while in the offices; I was to be available for the sexual pleasure of all members of the team at any time and in any way; I was to be sexually available to any member of the team outside of work with the approval of Mr. “I see what you mean about needing lots of stockings.” He suppressed a laugh. He came up to me very deliberately and crushed me with a kiss.
