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The next week was much the same as the previous one until we go home on the Thursday and discovered that the postman had delivered my toys. It was fun and I noticed that some of the guys were spending more and more time looking at me, especially as I danced, gyrated my hips and thrust my pelvis forward, all with my feet about shoulder width apart. I’m now convinced that what Jack says is right, that I am an exhibitionist. It wasn’t quite as warm as I would have liked but Jack told me that it would be by the time the guests arrived. I like the idea of looking at you from across the office and watching you squirm and try to not cum, especially if I do it when your boss or another colleague is talking to you.”
“Jack, are you saying that you’d make me cum when I’m talking to Mr.
