I said nothing, laughing at her.
She finished getting dressed, and then smartened herself up in the bathroom. I lay back on the bed, wanking slowly, looking at the camera, hoping Angela was still watching. Simone came back out, saw me, and rolled her eyes. "Christ Andy, put it away for once," she said, laughing.
I lead her to the front door, still naked, and pulled her into a hug just before we opened it. She sighed softly, enjoying the hug, pressing herself against me, muttering "Oh god, if only I could take a longer break... We'll have to do this again Andy. I love a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am fuck at lunchtime. Definitely makes the day better."
And with that she left. I noticed that I'd left a trace of my juices on her suit when I'd pressed against her, but said nothing. Let the people she worked with wonder about that one.
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