Kris's Secretarial Surrender

In her stark, fluorescent-lit office, Kris, a woman of mature allure, finds herself distracted from her paperwork. Her eyes drift to the window, imagining the world outside, and her hand, idly, to her thigh. She's clad in a tailored skirt and blouse, but her thoughts are unbuttoning her, exposing her to the cool air. She leans back in her chair, letting her fingers trace the edge of her skirt, inching it up, revealing more of her stocking-clad legs. Her breath hitches as she thinks of the forbidden, the taboo, and her hand slips beneath her skirt, finding her wet, eager pussy through her lace panties.

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