xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
As your superior at the office, I’m constantly disappointed in your performance. You appear lazy, disorganized, and unfocused. No matter how often I correct you, the message just hasn’t gotten through. It’s obvious how you drool over my body all day long and that your unruly cock is the reason for you being the office bad boy.
Performance reports were released this morning, and my boss is angry. He says if you don’t shape up immediately, I’ll have to let you go. The simple truth is that I’m too busy to do your job and mine, and hiring someone new just takes too long. And it doesn’t promise the new candidate will be any better behaved than you. So I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands. I saunter over to your desk about half an hour before quitting time. Pre-usual, your hungry gaze zeros in on my tits, popping from my button-up blouse and the way my tight pencil skirt hugs the curve of my ass. “We’re staying after to finish the work you’ve allowed to become late. After everyone leaves, join me in my office.”