CHAPTER THREE
Anyone looking into the office by way of the big windows would see Anne smiling. Together, they created a picture of casual acquaintance. Bob was now raising his coffee cup. Or at least that's the way it looked.
Too bad no one had x-ray vision, he thought. He was willing to bet every chick on the floor would be creaming in her drawers if they could see what he and Anne were doing.
He now had three fingers shoved into the sweet girl's cunt, and she was grinding her hips down on his hand. The scene was lusty, and putting out quite a smell, because Anne was close to getting her grapes. Right in Bob's hand. Where else! And you can believe that wherever Anne's grapes went, Bob's nuts were sure to follow.
Her hand was filled with the throbbing of his hardness. She could feel th
