We're Not

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Sitting at my desk, smiling to myself,
They're working on paperwork.
I'm not.

Sitting at my desk, rubbing my thighs together,
I can feel the goo in my panties.
I'm wet.

Sitting at his desk, looking at me,
He's rubbing his crotch.
He's hard.

Smiling to each other, we go to the bathroom.
They're in there to use the facilities.
We're not.

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LeCavalierLeCavalierover 13 years ago
Very good!

That's very nicely written! I like so much the mystery about what you are doing there ...

RossDanielsRossDanielsover 14 years ago
Having sex at work . . .

Can definitly earn a girl a spanking. Somehow, I don't think you'd mind.

vrosej10vrosej10over 14 years ago
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Filthy, I like it. Dirty, dirty writer. Go sit in the corner! :)