Office Slut

His finger ran along her inner thigh, then over her slick flesh. She gazed at him, wide-eyed, eagerly anticipating his big fingers sliding into her. He gazed down at her breasts, heat glowing in his eyes.

But then he stepped back, leaving her breathless.

"It’s lunch time. There’s a meeting at one in the conference room, so you should get something to eat now."

* * *

Sylvia opened the door to the conference room. After she’d left Slade’s office, she’d gotten dressed again—minus her panties, which had been given to Neil—and eaten a nice lunch that Granger had brought to her in an empty office. She knew they were being considerate and giving her some time to herself as a breather. Now she stepped into the room and all eyes turned to her.

"Well, that’s disappointing. If we’re going to have an office slave, she should at least be naked," Granger said with a grin.

"You heard the man," Slade said. "Strip down."

His authoritative tone sent a quiver through her. She unbuttoned her blouse and s