She sat in her usual spot and mingled with those around her. My pussy was dripping through my khaki slacks. Let me take care of his sexy Mrs. It was stupid…. At 20 I found myself in the only career I could ever want: a temp. you and the mister… At the insurance firm I was a powerful dominatrix, commanding men to eat me out while I whipped them or dug my stilettos into their back. well skirt. Especially because of what I planned to do with the number. At the paper company I was a blonde bimbo on a diet of cum and pussy. Mr. Hopkins required everyone to attend. She opened her folder and simply found a post it note that read “could you make an exception? On that page I informed my employer that I had broken the company dress code by not wearing anything under my tight, thin dress and he could fully inspect the misdemeanor in the annex copy room after hours. If this were different I would be on you in
