..go down there''''im....''''go on your knees under the desk and tell me if your knees are fine''i was shaking, under the desk Mike looking at me ''is...it comfortable? could you suck a big cock there for an hour?''''i...i guess if i was a girl , its not hurting at all its feeling very very cushy ''''great great''''is there enought space , like if i sit''and he sat and roll with the chair legs spread his cock head falling from the seat i was enclosed , he was getting it out ''do yo have enought. My parents worked at my Dad's Pharmacy and usually didn't get home until after ten o'clock. So Red and I usually had all the time in the world. I remember coming home and calling him into the house. I would undress in front of him and imagine he was my boyfriend and he had come to visit. Boys were the furthest thing from my mind. Usually they just tried to grope me and wanted me to touch them. I never went past that with them because it would ruin my reputation and I would never get one to. We cleaned up as best we could, fixed our makeup and hair,unrumpled our skirts, then walked out into the reception area and out thedoor. I didn't look back, but I wondered how everyone in the place didn'tknow exactly what we had just done from the scent of musk and cum we bothstill exuded.We made it back to Claire’s car, and turned and started laughing thelaugh of those who got away with it. Claire squirmed a bit on the drivehome as she drove. I found myself wishing that I knew what she. “Now the left hand, Faye.”She hesitated but only for a second. Her boss quickly strapped a broad leather band on her left wrist. The band had a chain attached. She could not see what the chair was attached to at the other end, even though she was bending over the table. At any rate, she could not really get free. How had it come to this?She looked up at Mr. White, trying to catch his eyes. That did not happen.“You can have a very...prosperous future here with us, but we demand certain.