Friday morning was laid back as usual. Casual attire so the ladies wore everything from jeans to denim skirts. Kelly knew what turned me on and always took the opportunity to tease me. Today she wore a pair of black yoga pants that clung perfectly to her legs and ass. “What are you looking at?” she asked over her shoulder with a sexy smile. “You know what I’m looking at,” I answered, watching her retrieve a handful of env...

“Well?” Lori barked, closing my door as she walked in, “Were you just going to ignore me like everyone else here?” “No, Lori,” I answered, “I had a busy morning. What do you want? How does this go away?” “Fuck me like you fucked the boss’s daughter.” I looked up in shock, “What did you say?” “You heard me. I want you to fuck me like you fucked that girl in the boss’s office this morning.” “Lori, I,” I began, only to be cu...

. “Monday fuckin’ morning,” I grumbled, pulling the plastic two-step stool from the cleaning room, “I hate fucking Mondays.” I am the manager at our offices with a husband and wife pair of CEOs. Having a background in construction, though, lends me to several handyman-type duties here, from fixing doors that won't close to unclogging drains and, in this case, fixing fluorescent lights. Rather than pay for new fixtures, my...