Office Slut

A big, black motorcycle pulled into a parking space in front of them and the rider, tall and broad-shouldered, climbed off. Sylvia watched as he pulled off his helmet, revealing dark, wavy brown hair, a little long, and a stunningly handsome face. He unzipped his black, leather jacket, revealing a black T-shirt stretched across his broad muscular chest.

Sylvia nudged Becca. "Wow, now I’m wishing I’d gone with a biker fantasy."

The sexy hunk noticed her staring at him and smiled, a gleam in his eye. Sylvia returned his smile but glanced away, a little embarrassed at having been caught ogling him.

Becca grinned. "Sorry, too late. Your office slave fantasy is already set up. You wouldn’t want to disappoint four hot guys, would you?"

"Man, if they’re even half as hot as that guy, I’ll be thrilled."

"Oh, you’ll be thrilled all right."

Sylvia watched the hot guy walk toward the office tower entrance, his black helmet tucked under his arm.

He opened the door and held it for another man with