“Am I interrupting?”
Debra’s breath hitched in her throat as she struggled to stuff her stiff fem-cock back into her yoga pants in an attempt to hide it from her audience, but the idea of stuffing the hard meat pole into the spandex-like pants was one that was short-lived as it created a sizable bulge. Even though she had walked into the gym in sweats, she now cursed herself as she remembered leaving them halfway across the room. Her eyes settled on the body that now occupied her doorway, the petite body that barely even blocked Debra’s view of the hallway beyond was familiar to her, and made her body shudder in a mixture of relief, delight, and a tinge of shame. Standing in the doorway was her assistant manager Sabrina.
Sabrina grinned as she slowly shifted her weight so that she leaned on the door’s frame, the dark skin of her arms folding in front of her sports bra clad chest as she eyed the rather large bulge protruding from her boss’ pants. Her lips curled into a devious smirk as she shook her head at the situation, commenting on the situation as if she were talking about a movie she saw the other day, “You know, most women don’t usually bring their toys to work with them.”