"SO soft."SO soft..." One hand caressed a sexy thigh as the other rubbed her stomach, and then her pussy. The fabric there stretched as she rubbed, becoming a little narrower and allowing more pubic hair to be visible. Joy "ooooh"ed softly, and sucked her breath in sharply, as the fabric rubbed against her sensitive pussy lips. Carl clutched at objects on the desk. One hand squeezed the stuffed Opus which stood guard when the boss was not around. His hips moved to and fro in the chair, and his hard cock rubbed tightly against his underwear. Joy put her hands on the desk, stood on her toes, and leaned forward. Her chest drew within a few feet of her boss's face, and his head drifted forward as if pushed by some gentle, invisible force. When his lips were less than an inch away, she pulled back, smiled, and wagged a finger at him. "Mmmmm you're a naughty boy aren't you?" He looked at her pleadingly, then that look of pure lust returned as Joy continued to move about erotically before him. Joy's horniness level seemed to increase exponentially as her body drew closer and closer to Carl. She pushed papers aside to clear a spot on the desk, and climbed up on it. |