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oh my god it is so nice to get to see you out those ugly work

clothes we have to wear come on tell me it's not nice to see

me too and something a little more laid back the holiday party they said we

could wear whatever we want i think what they meant by that was like ugly

christmas sweaters but i don't own any um

How have you been?

Come on.

Right now, I'm not your secretary.

You can just be real with me.

Relax.

Um, I will say though, I noticed, uh, your wife's not here.

Right now.

Yeah, where is she? I was hoping I'd finally get to meet her.

Oh.

It's a shame.

Um, well, since you're so sweet and want to treat me like your secretary,

there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about.

Um, I know we're about to go on holiday break, but I think it might be a little

too... personal to talk about, you know, a

little party.

We should go back to your office.

No, it's nothing serious. It's just... I don't think we should talk about it out

here.

I mean, if you want to make a scene... That's what I thought.

Why don't we just take a little, um, trip?

Step aside for a second. Nobody will even notice we're gone.

But it's pretty urgent.

It can't wait till we come back to work.

All right.

Come on.

Sorry, I didn't mean to keep us away from the party,

but we need to talk about something a little serious, and I figured you

wouldn't want HR to hear.

You know what I'm talking about.

don't you?

well just like me they don't pay the janitors very well here

and so after hours i usually like to stay and you know help them out make

their jobs a little bit easier since i'm working overtime anyways and i found

a little something i don't think your wife would be a big fan of

Mm -hmm.

Do you recognize these?

I thought so.

Mm -hmm.

Well, I'm just curious, I guess, how

you managed to get your hands on a pair of these.

Not just any pair.

My pair?

A pair of my panties? Where did you even get these from?

My back?

What could you have possibly gotten into to steal a pair of my panties?

And listen, I have never met your wife.

I don't know her.

You're telling me she wouldn't be fucking pissed to know that these were

desk?

Total perv.

And I didn't want to be seen in front of everybody.

I didn't even want to get you in trouble with the office, with our boss,

because I figure, as your secretary, I have a good thing going. Where do you go

if I go?

But... Your wife is going to be disgusted.

This is just as bad as cheating on her.

stealing your younger, hotter secretary's panties.

Seriously.

Do you think this is porno?

And I don't want you to have to settle this through the office, so I thought

should just give her a call.

And I don't want to tell her myself, but I want to be here when you call her,

because I don't know why.

I want to make sure that you do it. That she knows.

the truth, and she can decide what your reprimandment is. After all, she

has the cheating husband, not me.

Go on, then.

You have your phone, don't you?

We're alone.

It's after hours.

She's not going to be worried.

Call her.

Confess the truth.

Confess that you stole my panties, and I'll be right here, so if you don't tell

the truth, I will speak up right away.

And if you hang up, well, then I'll just have to go and get HR.

I don't know what else to do.

I've been your secretary for years.

This is filthy.

Stealing my panties?

How perverted can you get?

What do you even do with them?

It doesn't matter, though.

Go ahead.

Get your phone. I want to see.

And let's call her.

Come on, stop.

I know I don't want to call her. I know this is awkward. I know all of it is

uncomfortable, but seriously?

You stole my panties.

Were you just hoping I wouldn't find out?

I haven't even had them before anyways.

Yeah, I can hear you. What's up?

Aren't you at a work party right now?

Something urgent.

What? What is urgent?

Are you okay? Did something happen?

Not that kind of urgent.

Okay.

What is it?

It's big.

Spit it out.

Look, you're having great now. You call me and you still scream at work parties.

Aren't you going for a promotion?

What is this?

What happened?

Nothing. You almost knocked me nothing when you wouldn't have called me.

Are you drunk?

It's okay if you are, but let me know. I'll get you a tap home.

You need to go? No, you don't need to go. You had time to step away and call

Clearly it was urgent enough. What happened?

You spilled wine on your shirt?

You can't be serious, right?

Babe, you called me. You had me fucking stressed out. I thought something

serious could have happened to you.

And you just spilled something on your shirt?

What is that noise?

What is up with you?

Food poisoning. Okay.

I think it's time for you to come home.

No, you've got me stressed now. I'm not being a bitch.

I'm not being a bitch. What are you on?

No, it's time for you to come home.

You need to come.

Hello? Hello?

What? You seriously thought I was just going to sit here keeping you on the

phone with your wife?

Your silly little excuses.

I mean, I do think it's kind of hot listening to you.

Try not to squeal with excitement when you know she could hear.

But I don't want you to get caught that fast.

Then I wouldn't get to have my fun, would I?

This is what you've been fantasizing about, right?

Your naughty naughty secretary putting her mouth all over

your dick.

Are you so serious with me?

I wanted your wife to find out.

Tell her myself.

Instead of your silly little excuses.

Trying to confess to your wife.

What a naughty boy you've been.

You wouldn't have been able to.

Even if I gave you the chance.

Instead.

And I figure if my boss is such a pervert that he's been fantasizing

about his secretary, well, then I might as well earn my pay raise.

Don't you think?

So why don't you go ahead and confess?

You've been thinking about being with me for a long time, right?

Thinking about when you'd finally get the chance to do this.

Finally get the chance to feel.

My pretty little lips wrapped around that dick.

Your wife must not take good care of you.

Is that why you didn't want her here tonight?

The holiday party where she could run into the hot, sexy secretary that

she doesn't even know she should be jealous of yet, huh?

You probably told her I'm some 50 -year -old ugly woman, right?

Nothing to be jealous of.

But she can't satisfy you like I do, can she?

And even in your fucking fantasies, I make you cum harder than she has in

fucking year of your marriage.

So come on.

Stealing my panties?

If you want to bend me over, shit is just that show.

And now's your chance.

You better hope your boss doesn't walk in while you're back here cheating on

your wife, bucking your secretary at the holiday party.

Naughty, naughty boy.

So come on.

I'm gonna get you a nice fresh pair of panties.

Such a pervert.

Thinking about fucking his hot young secretary

instead of his wife.

She's gonna call you back, you know?

Call you back and see why you called her with that silly little excuse.

Try to see what you were really calling her about.

If you don't have an excuse. you said to you so you better get to fucking me

quick before she decides to call you back and you have to answer the phone

with your dick buried deep in my pussy

but you wouldn't mind that would you

the prospect of making your wife all nice and jealous

I'm her hot secretary.

That's probably a fantasy for you too, isn't it?

Of course.

She can't possibly know that I'm her secretary.

Or she wouldn't fucking let you around me.

She'd make you fire me tomorrow.

But don't worry.

I have little secrets.

They took that as long as you don't get too loud.

Don't get caught.

Don't like to find out.

What a naughty, cheating husband she has.

While you're both deep inside me.

You get these panties all nice and wet.

Send you home with them.

To jerk off with the next time you're trying to get off. That boring, boring

life of yours.

Come on, then.

You're not just gonna stare at me, are you?

I know you want it.

So don't be shy.

Take it.

I'm thinking about this.

Getting to fuck your secretary right in your fucking office.

It's naughty.

Every fucking boy's favorite fantasy, right?

I'm gonna have a lot of fun with this big dick.

It's a shame it's so nice that your wife doesn't take care of it.

Good thing I'm here, though.

Your perfect slutty secretary.

you didn't want to bring her to the holiday party.

And look at me.

And she'd immediately know that I was going to do the job.

Your little bloody fucking secretary fucking you right at your goddamn desk.

It's just...

I'll just show y 'all my fucking better hands on that light.

she tried, could she?

Doesn't know how to make your dick feel this fucking good.

So much tighter, so much more seductive, so much good at making your

dick feel like it could fucking explode, right?

Just think about it.

Everybody in the office could find us if they wanted to.

You could lose your job.

You could lose your wife.

And that's exactly how I fuck.

Then my pussy must be that much better.

Otherwise, why would you be doing something so risky?

Why would you just be cheating on your wife?

But in the perfect place to get caught, everybody here knows you're married.

canceled.

You can come deep inside me and I can

prove

I told you.

You can't fucking come yet. I know.

How fucking good it feels.

Let me fuck your brains out.

Find your chair.

But I don't fucking want you to come.

Your co -worker said that you stepped out for a minute. I got worried.

Yeah, I told you. Gosh, what the fuck are you freaking out about?

You need to come home. I'm tired of these games of yours.

You need to come home right now.

Get a taxi or get somebody to drive you.

You've been there too long.

Why are you out of breath?

Oh my god.

Don't call me a bitch.

Where are you at?

Okay, okay, whatever.

Get your ass home, please.

I'm not going to stop calling your boss until I know that you've left and you're

safe because you know I'm your wife.

I'm not being a bitch right now. You do not need to go.

You're at the office.

There's nothing more urgent than talking to your wife.

You can't be serious.

What the hell?

Okay, you know what?

Are you knowing what is going on?

Do you have to go?

You don't have to go.

What the hell?

Can you hear me?

He really has to go.

your wife knowing our fucking job.

I can't fucking get it out.

Oh my fucking god.

Your wife totally knows.

Come on.

You're such a bad liar.

Here.

put these in your pocket there you are more importantly you should not go

away from the holiday party for 30 minutes don't tell me you're getting

feet about sneaking away from your wife now with your cum all over my tits

she doesn't know besides

i'll tell her one day

But what are you gonna do?

Stop fucking me?

Make the most of it while it lasts?

I'm sure your cock won't bite.

We have to go back.

Now. Come on.

Oh, but, you know.

These are gonna do me much good from now on.

If you start to regret it at the party, just remember that I don't have anything

on under me.

Take your shit.

We need to go.

What?

My dress?

It's no big deal. I spilled a little something on it.

Nothing's been going so long.

I just wanted to dry off. It was really wet and not workplace appropriate, you

know?

It's been so lovely to see you too.

Thank you for checking up on me.

See? That's how you tell a lie.

You better get a lot better at telling them if you're gonna keep this dirty

little secret from your wife.