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“Thank you.” She heads for the stairs.

When I walk into the office, Emily is sitting at my desk typing on my laptop. She’s so focused on what she’s looking at, or for, that she doesn’t notice I’m there. I wait, giving her more time. More time to search for whatever it is she felt the need to hack into my computer for. Not that it would have been hard—the password is Emmy. She would have guessed that right away.

I’m surprised I’m not more furious about the fact that she’s on my computer. Anyone else would have a bullet between their eyes right now. But with Emily, I’m more intrigued to find out what she’s looking for. She doesn’t realise this, but that computer has software that tracks every single keystroke. Even if she tried to delete what she’s searching for, she won’t be able to.

Deciding to make myself known, I step out of the shadows I was hiding in. “If you’re looking for porn, babe, we can always make our own.” I smirk at her.

Emily jumps out of her skin. She presses a few buttons on the computer quickly and slams the lid closed. She looks guilty as shit, like she just got caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar. The guilt quickly morphs into worry and trepidation. Fear.

This look, I’ve seen it many times, across many faces. I usually relish this look. But I never want to see this look on her. Am I pissed as fuck that she’s hiding shit from me? Fuck yes, I am. But am I about to take out my frustrations on her? Fuck no.

She needs to learn that there is nothing she has to fear from me. “So, is that a yes to the home porno? Because I can have a camera set up in a few seconds. Want to play the role of my naughty secretary?” I ask as I approach the desk. She doesn’t move, doesn’t even blink.

Walking around the desk, I move the laptop out of the way before picking her up and sitting her in its place. I take the seat in the chair she’s just vacated. I run my fingertips along the inside of her thighs, pulling the fabric of her already short dress up higher.

“You know, I don’t need the camera. There is no way I’ll ever forget the vision you’re giving me right now, babe.” I bend down and lick and nibble on her inner thigh. This started out as a way for me to ease her fear. But now, this is about me getting a taste of that delicious pussy currently staring me in the face and begging me to drink from it.

“I forgot to get my drink. I think I might just drink from here instead,” I say as I move the lace panties aside, her wet, pink folds now unobstructed.

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