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computer screen diverted her attention. She took one look at the girl
having the huge dildo plunged in and out of her ass and stared up at him, her
eyes wide.
    “Oh!”
she gulped, her cheeks filling with color.
    He
leaned over and switched the screen off. Damn it. Now she was going to
think he was a total horn-dog like the rest of his staff. What the hell had he
been thinking?
    “I’m
sorry,” she said again, getting to her feet and backing out of the room. “I
really should have knocked.”
    With
that, she reversed out of the room, pulling the door shut behind her.
    Christian
put his hands on his head.
    Shit,
shit, shit.
    He
would never be able to look her in the eye again. It wouldn’t surprise him if
she handed in her notice. Her treatment here so far bordered on sexual
harassment.
    Shannon
avoided him for the rest of the day. He hid in his office, feeling like a total
creep. Back at home, he found himself running the incident over and over in his
head, cringing every time. He spent a restless night worrying about how to
straighten things out with Shannon the next day.
    But
the next morning, Shannon took it upon herself to approach him.
    Her
gentle knock came at the door and she walked in the office.
    “Hello,
Mister Sawyer,” she said. “I believe we need to have a private meeting.”
    “Shannon,”
he said, standing from his desk. He was about to start the apologetic spiel
he’d been practicing all night, but something about the way she held her body
and the glint in her eye stopped him.
    She
turned back to the door and flicked the lock. “You should have done this
yesterday,” she said, a hint of a smile on her glossed lips.
    “Yeah,
I’m sorry about what happened.”
    “Don’t
be,” she said, approaching him.
    She’d
left her suit jacket over the back of her chair, and now wore a tight,
sleeveless black top and the short, pleated skirt of her suit. Her breasts
pushed high in a plunge bra, her flat stomach and slender hips defined
perfectly by her classy but sexy outfit.
    She
put both hands on his desk opposite him and leant over the desk toward him. The
swell of her breasts pressed together, creating deep cleavage he simply
couldn’t help but stare at.
    “So
boss,” she said. “Do I get a repeat performance of yesterday, only this time
for real?”
    “What
do you mean?”
    She
walked around to his side of the desk and pushed both him and his chair away.
Reaching up, she unclipped her hair, allowing her locks to swing in a smooth
sheet down her back. Standing between him and his desk, with her back to him,
she bent over his desk, pushing paperwork on the floor. The desk was perfectly
at waist height, so her breasts and stomach pressed against the dark wood; her
ass pushed out, her legs straight.
    “Shannon...”
he started, but he had no idea what he was going to say. He was too stunned at
what was happening.
    She
reached behind her and flipped her skirt up so it lay on her lower back,
exposing her ass and beautiful bare legs. A tiny black thong disappeared
between the creamy globes of her buttocks. With the same hand, she pulled the
tiny strip of material to one side, revealing the glass plug wedged in her ass.
    “So
this is what you like, huh?” she said, twisting back around one shoulder to see
him. “I’ve been sitting on my chair all morning with this in my ass, imagining
all the things I’d like you to do to me. I think I had about three orgasms
sitting there, thinking about you.”
    He
gasped, but his dick responded to the sight of this stunning young woman
splayed across his desk. His erection tented in his trousers and her eyes
flicked down to the obvious bulge. She smiled.
    “I
hope that dick is as big as I got a preview of yesterday.” She gave a little
jiggle of her bottom, enticing him over.
    He
struggled with his conscience. It was against his beliefs to sleep with his
staff, but he couldn’t turn this down. To hell with his self-imposed rules.
    This
was one time his cock