''As i noticed.Ok, take your jacket off and hang it over the radiator behind you, and if you need to, do the same with your trousers.'I was really tak...n aback by the trousers comment as I understood the jacket idea but I would feel a hell of a lot more weird doing an interview in my black boxers.'Erm....'. i stammered again.'it's ok Simon, I know that i a strange thing to suggest, but as I said earlier, I believe in being up-front and honest in business and, i honestly don't want you to feel. Not that they think or act dogs, but I’ve turned them into creatures of pure, animal instinct. Feral humans, as it were.’ ‘Oh god…’ I gasped. ‘How… how could you do that to…’ My words were cut off with a gasp as Ashley’s hand quickened again, and I found myself wincing in approaching orgasm. I clutched at Ashley, reaching behind, but just when I felt myself about to peak, she squeezed that spot below the head. My body stiffened, and Ashley just held me like that, until the moment faded, and I. I sat watching Fiona on and off throughout the morning, nothing really happening a few blokes popping in to ask for help on certain things. I noticed a few times that whilst leaning over the desk near Fiona the male staff members were sneaking glances at their bosses ample chest. This only made my mind race and cock stir. The guys that I saw in her office were a mixture of ages, the youngest maybe slightly younger than me, maybe 19 and the oldest probably in his sixties . All of them ogled. " You say, your hard cock more than evident, pointing up at the ceiling through your boxers.And this is usually the part where she lets out a loud scream and cums, juices spraying over her thighs and the floor.But today she doesn't. Instead she asks another question. A new question."But honestly, how would it work? How would you keep my job from finding out?"You have to think of a quick answer. Easy. "I wouldn't. Your purpose as a whore will not be hidden from the world. A video will be posted.