You’re beautiful,” I told her as she blushed and smiled, leaning over to collect her red dress. She wore lipstick that matched it perfectly, a red shade that was smeared over my c**k as she pulled the dress over her head. I slipped the new condom off and added it to the trash with the other one, wrapped in toilet paper as she leaned forward and fixed her face.
I watched her stroll into the office where she’d dropped her purse as I slipped off the shirt and pants to step into the shower. By the time I was rinsed off and dressing again, her face was again flawless and not showing a single sign of what had just happened.
We returned to the office to work, checking on new accounts as she shared long looks with me every now and then. Brent arrived about an hour after our tryst and looked at b
