Disciplinary Action
9:27 am, on the button, the office door creaked open. All the quiet figures inside turned towards the sound of groaning hinges, punctuated by the clipping of expensive heels on the tile floor. Everybody knew who it was; everybody knew she was late. They all just wanted to look.Waltzing through the door without a care – and very aware of the eyes fixed upon her – she casually flicked her hair. It was only short, barely shoulder length in fact, but the motion still gave life to her straightened...
Office Sex