Danny
The office was dead quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioning and the wet, obscene sounds Gia was making around my c**k.
She’d shown up exactly twenty-three minutes after my text, this is a record time for her. No bra, no panties, just that tiny red dress that hugged her t**s like it was painted on and ended high enough on her thighs that one wrong move would flash the entire building. She knew the rules. She always knew the rules.
I’d spent last night sexting her until 2 a.m. filthy promises about what I’d do to her throat, her p***y and her ass if she showed up today. Then she’d sent one last voice note: her moaning my name while she f****d herself with that thick pink dildo I bought her last month. I’d jerked off twice in my bed after that and still woke up hard. Sti
