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A little fun at work makes up for shitty hours
Satisfying my work wife during what’s meant to be us working overtime
No sooner had the last work colleague turned his computer off and shut the door behind him that I was running around like a headless chicken. I knew Lucy was due back soon with our Friday night desserts and I wanted to have it set up for her in the way she hinted at.
We’d been put together two months ago on one of the biggest campaigns for our company, and despite having never worked together before, we’ve got on like a house on fire.
As if her personality wasn’t likeable enough, the sex we have is enough to keep any man running back.
How turned on she makes me should be illegal. I swear one suggestive look over her computer screen is all it takes and I’m as hard as a rock. I’ve had one too many close calls jerking off in the bathroom and nearly being caught by somebody for it to be considered healthy.
I turn off all the lights in the main office and walk over to hers. After lighting the scented candles I picked up last night, I douse the room with the matching room spray that was on the shelves too.
A nice glow reflects off the glass windows by the time she walks back in with a toothy smile on her face.
