I lean over and wipe the trail left from the moisture. “Take off your top,” I say. “No one will ever see you here there is no one for miles!” ...ou look at me in desperation knowing what you want. The vibrations of the bumpy road have been teasing at your clit for a while now and still I have not done anything. We slow to a stop and in the darkness I leave the car. I walk into the bright headlights and just beyond me you can see the gate. I swing the gate open an ask you to pull the car forward.. "Yeah," Spencer said guiltily."What did you do while you watched?" Sasha asked very curious.Spencer was surprised that she didn't snap at him for seeing her masturbate. He thought back to that day which he was working late."Well," he began, "I stood by the door to the office where you and the rest of your team worked. Everyone was already gone. I thought I heard a voice when I passed by and when I looked, there you were in your chair massaging the hell out of your pussy. It was the most sexiest. Smudged faces, heavy clothing. One of them even had a puffy, half healed burn along his cheek, the kind one could get from careless use of a flamer. The person they were kicking was too hard to make out, but I didn’t care if they were white, black, red or green. That kind of kicking could kill, remarkably quickly. I sighed and stepped forward.“Gentlemen,” I said, trying to sound as posh as I could.“Ah yes, this is a sound way to evade attention,” Tjen whispered. But I could hear pride in her. Suddenly, she senses a presence in front of her. She catches a whiff of the subtle scent he wears. What, how? She had not heard the door. Realization sets in. He’s been here, watching her, all of this time. She starts to blurt out at him, but catches herself. A cross word, or any questioning from her might spoil this, and she can’t let that happen. She hears the crush of soft leather as he sits in the loveseat opposite from her. He has not said a word. He has not touched her. She dares not.
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