For the next half-hour, the two men go over the papers again, initialing each page. Hervé looks at my breasts after each page absently, as though reminding himself that the view is still there. His casual lust excites me and I clench my thighs around my cunt every time I feel his gaze.Hervé says to me, looking at my eyes for the first time since lunch, "We will want you to witness our signatures.""Of course," I say. My words are perhaps the sixth or seventh words I have spoken since we first came to the building. I watch as the men sign their names to the document then, at a gesture from Hervé, go around the desk beside his chair and lean forward to sign my name as witness. I feel his breath on my rib cage, and when I have finished writing, his hand brushes the swell of my breast, only inches above the desk. William looks at me and smiles. I would smile back, but I am too aroused to move. I am frozen in my position, my breasts suspended above the sheets of legal paper.Hervé's hand
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