“People have been saying things about you two,” my Boss said – her teeth clenched and temple throbbing. “Tell me it isn’t true. What happened downstairs?”
I stared at her for a minute and then smiled. Slowly, I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it just enough to reveal the raw, passionate, fresh love bites on my neck. And then, before she could say a word, pulled up my skirt just enough to reveal the teeth marks on my inner thigh.
When I got up to leave, I realized she was outraged and had expected a complaint from me. Instead, I found myself saying, “What’s the matter, Ma’am? Isn’t it amazing that I am at work, today? I can barely stand. Don’t blame the high heels or the new leather skirt. It’s the way he slapped my ass just after the meeting. I can still feel his cock throbbing inside me. Now, if you will excuse me, we have a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold waiting for a bad, bad boy and a pair of wings that your good girl will put on as she flies tonight. See you on the other side of paradise, Ma’am. I’m off to live a little.”
The elevator was dark when I entered. As I pressed the button and turned, waiting to meet my sin partner in the basement, suddenly it screeched to a halt. I gasped as the footsteps came closer and I felt someone breathe down my neck. And then, in a nanosecond, I realised I was in for a surprise. I could smell ladies’ perfume. As five long thin fingers fondled my breasts and two slowly unzipped my skirt, my mind focused on who it was, kneeling and about to take off my thong with her teeth. I clenched my butt as her sharp nails fingered me. I wished she would speak: this secret admirer. I wished her tongue would do more than lick my pussy, making me moan. I wished it would utter words. And then, as the fingers traced the slightly sore teeth marks on my inner thigh, heart racing, I remembered where I had smelled this perfume. My secret admirer .. was the woman whose room I had just left...!
