I'd been teasing him for weeks now. I knew that he wanted to fuck me, and I knew that he wouldn't wait much longer to do it. Right now he looked pained as he discreetly adjusted his hard-on through his trouser pants while watching me jiggle my arms (and tits) in an attempt to free the paper jam from the copier. He loosened his tie a bit as he cleared his throat, then turned his attention to the computer monitor in front o...