Helen 2 Sales Meeting
Helen was wet. She shifted in her seat at the far end of the conference room and felt the gooey mess soaking through her pointless little thong. She usually sat near the door because her staff paged her a lot but today the seat had an added bonus - no one else was close enough to hear her pussy's juicy squelch. It was all she could do to keep from slipping one hand under the table and relieving the heat between her legs. She did not know why her boss had asked her to attend this sales meeting...