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Pulling over at Paul’s office, I walked into the building. His secretary stood to her feet the moment she saw me. “Mr. Snider.” Ignoring her, I tried to walk past but she stopped me. “He isn’t receiving visitors at the moment.”
Glaring at her, I shoved her out of the way, pushed the door open, and walked in. The sight that greeted me made me scoff. “Seriously Paul? Of all places to have s*x with your mistress, you chose your office?”
They both scampered to get dressed while I took a seat, unbothered by the naked female in my face trying to get dressed.
Finally, they both got dressed, and instead of the b***h to leave, she chose to stay back and ask a ridiculous question. “Should I leave?” she asked Paul.
I glared at her. “What do you want to stay for?” I spat, “Get the f**k ou
