It was François... François Richman, the boss’s son. He stood in the doorway, looking taken aback.
_ Um... S-sorry to bother you, but... we’re just about to sit down to dinner, he said before leaving as quickly as he’d arrived
With that, I moved towards the door to return to the main room, but Guillaume pulled me back and held me close.
_ I don’t really want to leave, he said softly
He slid his hand into my slit and gently squeezed my s*x. His touch took my breath away and... We were interrupted once again. He quickly withdrew his hand but kept me in his arms. It was a blonde in a suit that was a bit too revealing for my liking.
_ Nadia! I’ve told you before to knock before entering my office, he grumbles
So that’s Nadia. From a distance or up close, I can’t stand this bimbo.
_ Excu
