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Immediately, Emma straightens up and steps away from the table.
Quickly, I adjust my chair, clearing my throat. A tight frown crosses my face.
“Seems you're busy, sir,” Mr. Davis says as he takes a step back. “I can return when you're less busy.”
Emma quickly grabs her laptop from the table. “Mr. Williams, that will be all for now.”
I watch Emma walk away from the table
As she heads for the door, My breath catches in my throat as I struggle not to sneak a peek on her round ass.
Instead, I fix a hard glare at Mr. Davis who has an unreadable expression on his face.
Well, at least he didn't walk in on me grabbing her ass or standing between her thighs to f**k her.
I was only staring at her ass. I slide my chair closer to the table and adjusted my tie as if it is strangling me.
