Wickedywick's Intimate Aide Indulgence

Wickedywick's personal assistant, a petite blonde with a penchant for tight skirts, finds herself in a compromising position. She's been working late, and when Wickedywick finds her alone in his office, he can't help but notice the way her skirt rides up her thighs as she sits on the edge of his desk. He approaches her, his eyes never leaving hers as he reaches out to touch her cheek. She leans into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed as he traces the line of her jaw with his thumb. "You've been a bad girl, haven't you?" he murmurs, his voice low and dangerous. She nods, her breath coming in quick gasps as he leans in to whisper his demands in her ear.

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