I look at her getting all worked up and then worked out. I watch her like a shameless pervert while she tries every possible thing to get herself off but to no avail. She covers her face in her hands and starts sobbing and my d**k, which was totally upright and straining against my pants, falls down again. I want to hold her and comfort her and then f**k the living brains out of her but I don't think the boss will approve. Also, she herself will have my ass in a platter if she realizes I am always here and looking at her even when she cannot actually see me.
I could apparate casually, ask her what's the matter and then we can go on from there? She is naked waist below but I can always pretend to be surprised and all? When did I become such a douchebag though? I sigh and am still delibera
