My sweater reached mid-thigh, tightening with each step I took towards his office. My heels clicked on the wooden floors, and I knew he could hear eve...y step. My breathing quickened as I reached towards the door, twitsting the knob and silently swinging the door open. He was stood at the window, looking out. His jeans hung low on his hips, the black fleece he was wearing clinging to his lean muscles. He turned to me, his pitch black wavy hair hanging at his shoulder, pushed back as though he'd. A surge of lust like an electric shock shook me, and, twisting around in my seat, I kissed Isobel deeply, my tongue searching out hers, as she swiftly unbuttoned the top few buttons of my blouse and slid her hand down and onto my breasts, pinching my hard nipples and scratching at my breasts with her fingernails until I thought I would faint with pleasure. Not wishing to be caught I stood and said,” We shouldn’t do this Issy!” She just put her finger to her lips and led me to her desk. Isobel. More

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