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“Nonsense,” he said. He stood and took it, looking me up and down, his grin getting bigger by the second. I drove very carefully to the office, not wanting to get pulled over and having to explain to the officer about me driving Christopher’s car. I could feel him tense and relax, hear his moans. “I noticed when I started reviewing the coding reports. What the fuck are you doing?” Dwayne whispered loudly. He sighed and shook his head. I won’t hurt you, and you are free to stop me at any time. If he had just asked you while crossing paths in the halls, would you have acted like you did?”
I looked at the floor, whispering, “Probably not, sir.”
“If I told you to strip right now, bend over my desk, and let Michelle and me have our way with you, would you do it if you knew your job was not on the line?”
I could feel my face flush. We installed cameras on the programming floor two months ago, and captured his taking advantage of you. Their pensions were voided, and their contracted severances voided. The peach, long-sleeved blouse was loose, but still flattering, and my bra did not show through. It also allowed me to indulge the fetishes that I did my best to keep secret. After our entree’s were finished, the waiter returned to take our plates.
