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Lee: After he turned me away from his house, he put me back at my old desk, and he just stopped doing it. He threw out all his red pens. I kept making typos, but he just treated me like a regular old secretary. After a while, I began to wonder if that's all I was.
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I sat down in Jack’s expensive leather office chair for a moment, to rest a moment before I went home. I could see why he liked this chair, it made me feel powerful. Sitting behind his desk made me feel powerful. Jack’s smirk this morning made me feel even more powerful, I thought, and remembering the way his face looked as he stared at my legs made me feel excited all over again. I felt the same tug between my legs.
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“Get up,” he said, hurriedly lifting me up and spinning me around. He grabbed my breasts roughly, bending me forward over the desk. My only thought was, Yessss.
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E. Edward Grey: There's nothing to understand. Put your elbows on the desk. Bend over, get your face close to the letter, and read it aloud.
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Every morning I would get myself ready for work — find a dress that looked professional but also clung nicely to my curves, apply makeup, curl my hair, and spritz a small amount of slightly too sexy for work fragrance on the nape of my neck. I always wore heels so that I could be closer to his 6’4 frame. And then I’d arrive at my desk and try to do as much work as possible before my distraction arrived.
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Well, one glass turned into three and by the time I’d carefully organized and laid out all the files Jack would need on the table in his office, I was buzzed enough to make a very bad decision. What a shame, I thought, trailing my fingers along the edge of his desk, this is the perfect height.
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He began thrusting harder, using one hand to position my hips and the other the massage my breast, occasionally pinching the nipple. I told him I was about to cum and he moved his hand down to my pussy to finger my clit and guide me along. I felt his muscles tense up at the same time as mine. I couldn’t keep my voice down as pleasure took over my body, as my eyes rolled back into my head, as I felt him cum and collapse on top of my back.