My Boss Wants Me
It took a second to register, but when I did, my brain felt like it was going to shatter into a billion fragments.
Because there they were, peeping out of an envelope he was pushing across the table.
Pink. Lacey. Panties.
My panties.
I involuntarily slapped my hands over my mouth in utter gut-wrenching shock and I closed my eyes tightly, hoping that when I opened them again, my underwear would not be lying on my boss' table, that this was all a bad dream.
I heard a small chuckle and opened my eyes again.
He was wearing his backseat look now his eyes were doing that intense staring thing, his lips were slightly parted and he was running his hand through his hair like he was posing for a Playg
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