I knew the black lace on my pale skin was enough to make him
go insane. It clung to my curves and
ivory thighs as we spoke and when my legs parted ever so slightly I watched as
he nearly lost his breath. I was
forbidden but that didn't mean he could not look. I smiled, feigning naïve with a longing in my
eye. I let met stare linger in supposed inappropriate
places as he struggled with his words. I
would not be fired today or any other day as long as he ruled with a lecherous
fist.
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I loved the little twist at the end.
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