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"What am I doing here?" He seemed surprised that I would ask. How could I not? Tom was standing in my office during working hours and he just expected me to go all quiet about it.

"Oh my God, you weren't paying attention to my phone call, were you?" He widened his eyes and closed my door behind him.

"Nikki this is what I always have to say about you. You never listen to anything I have to tell you and it hurts really bad." He frowned and stopped right in front of me.

I stood to my feet and tried to get him to bring his voice down. "Tom this is my office, you'll get us in trouble if you aren't careful." I whisper yelled at him.

"Nikki this is saddening, I spent minutes explaining how Fester got me a job in your company, I can't believe you didn't..." He said. I cut him off by pulling his collar, causing him to move towards me.

Before he could understand what was going on, I laid a harsh kiss on his manly lips.

Knowing my constantly horny boyfriend, I knew this would work against him. He received my kiss and slowly, I let go of his collar.

His hands found their way to my waist and they remained there while we harshly sucked on each other's lips.

He moaned gently into my mouth and pulled away for a second. "What are we doing?" He breathed heavily as he asked the question

him a response, instead, I pulled him

be more grateful. This was enough to distract Tom from confronting me. I already had

he pulled me closer to his groin. I could feel his hard against my belly and I almost shook my head at him

on my shirt and he

that mission, he pulled my shirt off and gently

swear, I would have come even prepared." He sighed lustfully staring

I couldn't. It actually felt like the right thing to

idea where the unattractive, lustful voice came from

made me cringe. He dived right into my skin and sucked on my neck.

whilst I wrapped my hands around his neck. He tugged my skirt up all

How thoughtful only to realize that now.

let him. He ripped my buttons and forcefully pulled me out of my shirt, then carelessly, he tossed them across the

to my boobs and he squeezed hard on them. "Ouch!" I slapped his hands off with a frown, he was so inexperienced.

He pulled away for a blank moment and stared at

eyes in realization and pulled him back in for a kiss. I was terrible at making out a d do was he and my definition of intense kissing seemed to be the only thing I

me on

to tug impatiently at his belt and soon enough, his pants were below the belt and down his knees. He made his move to