Married coworker

I’d stay extra late at the office and wait until we’re all alone. You’d sit me on your desk and force my legs open.. Hands reaching under my skirt. One tear and you’d rip my tights apart, never breaking eye contact. You’d instruct me to start touching myself and I happily oblige, placing an index finger on your tongue once my fingers are covered in juices. All the while your dick is growing harder in your slacks and you moan because of the constriction. You instruct me to come sit on my knees in front of you while rubbing your evergrowing cock over your pants, over your boxers where the precum is already soaking through.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/swnqqs/married_coworker