“Stop staring and come here!” I yelled. He walked over to me and said. “I can tell you’re not wearing a bra, you know.” My face went fro... cheerful to irritated how fucking dare him! I mean yeah I wasn’t wearing a bra, but it was 102° degrees when I left the house. My short denim shorts and tight tank top were keeping me fresh, I was so fucking heated by his comment that I had only one way to answer. I got closer to him and slapped him hard across his face. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”. I kiss him again, his palm again. My bra follows my blouse into his desk drawer, lust wells up in my belly as he takes it. I'm stuck here until he returns my clothes. So fucking hot.I posture up yet again, my naked breasts slide against his rough denim, and encounter his finger on my lips. I kiss it. It turns over and unfolds, that demanding palm again. I remain there, my lips at his hand, unzipping my skirt and sliding out of my undies. I hand them over, one by one. Naked under his desk. His. More

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