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” You say trying your best to play it off.“It’s okay if you are. I think it’s kind of sweet. Plus, I get it with John. He is really good looki...g. I’ll even admit I had a small crush on him when I first started, but that we before I met you. And before I found out he’s slept with like half the woman in the office.”“Half!” you sputter while choking on your drink. You catch your breath and add, “Your office is like 90% women!”“Yeah like I said, he’s slept with almost half of them. Even some of the. Most times, I would get up and just listen thru the door, to afraid to open it and get caught. I could hear the porn and I would stroke my cock imagining her on the couch fingering her pussy and cumming. I so wanted to see her. One day, I finally got up the nerve. She popped in as normal and I played like I was sound asleep. I waited about 15 min then slowly opened the door and crept down the hallway. I kept to the shadows and finally got to the end. I slowly peered around the wall and. She had on silky stockings and a few small pieces ofjewelry. Her shoes were stylish but with low heels, to make Trent seemextra tall, to signal to him that she was ready and willing to submit.She told me confidentially that the panties I had slid up onto herslender hips, extremely sexy panties, as my sore balls could attest, werealso ones that she wouldn't mind having ripped off her."They look hot, but they were cheap. My cousin Lia calls them 'rough-sex-panties'. You almost hope the guy. ” Nodding, she moved over to the couch to rub out her sore feet. Sitting on the opposite side of the couch he propped his feet up on the coffee table and watched her curiously. “Everything okay?” “Mmm hmm. It’s just late.” Rubbing the back of his head, he watched her intently, knowing she was thinking about something else entirely. “What’s really going on over there?” She gave a nervous laugh he’d never heard before. Dropping her feet she looked up at him. “Nothing, why?” He shrugged..
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