In any other environment she appeared professional. She usually wears her glasses with a stack of books around the side her waist. She usually wears that dark grey dress, that makes her permanently look like she’s at work. Her hear is worn uptight and neat in a bun. The kind of girl that was telling the truth when she said no to people when they asked her if she had ever smoked weed or if she had ever lied.
But here she was a freak, an entirely different person. She slipped her clothes off like she couldn’t stand having them on.
She hopped on her boss like a tiger pounces on its prey. He was none the wiser, even she fooled him up until she gave him the “eyes and open mouth look”. It was then he knew it was time to please her because she was hungry and with each passing minute, she would become starving. He pushed into her and she pushed back even harder enveloping him deeper inside of her.