A Billionaire's Minx
I'm dressed in company lingerie, not my favorite but it's fairly beautiful, and certainly more expensive than my brand of custom lingerie.
Cinnamon, or Avani as she is known outside the workplace, stands against the glass of what I can only speculate will be her office tonight.
She's dressed in a beautiful long white dress, with a slit that goes up her thigh, red lipstick on her lips, and must be waterproof. When she sees me, her nose scrunches up, her honey brown eyes are glassy, it's not hard to tell she's stoned.
“Ru,” she breathes, her lips pulling into a smile.
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