Frank
I couldn’t believe when Mark told me he walked out to her getting herself off, right there at the desk. I had to force myself to stay seated and not go out there to clean her p***y out with my mouth. The look in her eyes after I’d made myself clear with Mark had nearly sent me over the edge as I saw the want in them. Jesus, she liked the bossy side of me as much as she liked Mark’s bold flirting. She liked all of it; this sweet, innocent girl that worked for us. I wondered what she’d look like bent over on our couch as I took her from behind, slapping her ass as she cried my name. I pictured he bent over Mark, sucking him off as I’d seen other girls do as my c**k hardened painfully in my pants.
I sent a text to someone, planning to stop by to see her and work this out of my system.
