Chapter. [I have come to suck your cock]

Friday, 05 July, Year 5 d.Tr. | Author: Mircea Popescu

- I have come to suck your cock.

The man behind the desk started without really taking his eyes off his computer monitor. He was tall, visibly so in spite of all the cruft littered about him (have you noticed how cruft shortens ?), reasonably well shaved except for one uncooperative blond curl ensconced in the curl of his lip. Not quite past that mezzo del cammin, in fact probably not even thirty yet. He was wearing a nice Italian shirt with buttons even, and a colorful silk tie.

At last he stirred, moving his gaze upon the prone girl, landing somewhere atop the rebellious pile of chestnut curls.

- What ?!
- I have come to suck your cock, she chanted back without pause.
- Sara, what the hell are you talking about! Get back to your desk this instant!

The woman stood up on her knees and started unbuttoning her light coral blouse. She was flush and fumbled a little.

- What the!

The man jumped from his desk and began a struggle to prevent her. She was fighting him while trying to unbutton, they tore something with a short crrrrrrt sound. To an outside observer the scene'd look indisputably sexual, and what's worse wholly inappropriate for an office environment. The young guy shuddered at the sudden realisation, grabbed her by the shoulders and began shaking her for all he was worth, eyes wide with panic, screaming discreetly "Sara! Sara!". Sara apparently fainted.

The end.

Category: Cuvinte Sfiinte
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