She hadn’t planned on being at work so long, she’d planned on going home.
But now she was stuck working late with her handsome, muscular boss and all she can hope is that he doesn’t discover the secret she’s wearing for her husband.
Still she can’t help the overwhelming need she’s feeling, and she can’t help but notice the look in her bosses eye. He looks like he knows, and he looks like he has something specific in mind.
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“Tell me,” he says simply, almost whispering.
I don’t know why I reply with, “There is a toy…”
A pause, then he responds, “Go on.”
“A toy,” I say, “A toy between my legs.”
I blush and can’t continue, I try to turn my head away but his grip, gentle yet firm, keeps me in place. He regards me curiously, as if I am a puzzle to be solved.
“What kind of toy?”
I whisper in response, “A sex toy… sir.”