[ She grins that wicked grin, fingers already going to the clasps on her shirt. How many times has she walked into his office to see him wearing that exact same expression - or nearly so, anyway. Except now he's mostly unclothed, his cock nearly erect, his pupils blown wide, and all she wants in the world right now is him inside her as she tosses her shirt aside and starts squirming out of her breeches. ]
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