Morning light pierced through the blinds. I woke up sticky between my legs, sheets twisted around my waist. I had a quick shower, then chose my outfit deliberately….a fitted blouse that hugged my t**s, a pencil skirt slit high on one thigh, no panties. The fabric whispered against my bare skin as I walked to the office building, every step teasing my exposed p***y.
The coffee shop hummed with early risers…workers tapping on their laptops, the hiss of the espresso machine. I ordered a latte, sitting at a corner table with a view of the door.
My knee bounced under the table, anticipation coiling tight. At 8:05, he walked in, scanning the room until his eyes locked on mine. That half-smile curved his lips as he approached, carrying two steaming cups.
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