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I tore at his tie, pulling the knot until it was loose enough to slip off his head. I then went to work on the buttons of his shirt, popping each one through the hole until he could get his arms out, the jacket coming off as well. I stood from his lap, so he could remove his pants and I could reach behind my back to lower the zipper of my dress.

Except the moment my fingers hit the tiny piece of metal, he growled, “Leave it on.” His eyes dipped to my feet. “Those too.” He pointed at the desk while he unbuckled his belt. “And I want your ass up there, sitting.”

I lifted myself onto the edge, where I’d been just a few minutes before, and watched him strip, leaving his suit pants and shoes and socks where they landed on my floor. He eventually stood in front of me, completely naked.

“Damn …” I took my time, my eyes traveling the length of him, my body lighting on fire from the sight, my pussy tingling as he pumped his cock. “For the record, I don’t know if I’ll ever stop saying that when