I am 21. It’s my first day of work at a real job, but that morning you look at what I am wearing and you give me those eyes of disapproval.
I change out to the black blouse and short camel skirt I know you like, but that’s not enough. You tell me my Come Fuck Me Boots would look good with the outfit. I do as you tell me and even swap out my panties for a thong I know you love.
Seeing me dressed this way, you admit that you can’t wait to hear about how my coworkers lust after the “new girl.” I am shy and the thought makes me blush, but the truth is it excites me too.
Your hand moves up my thigh and I start to get wet. Your fingers start to play with me. I know I can’t be late on my first day, but then you kiss me and my pussy juices start to flow.
Forcefully, you strip off my blouse and bend me over for inspection.
My pussy is already dripping. I’m craving for you. You tell me all I am missing is your cum inside of me.