To Keep My Job at Home, I Ended up Fucking the Boss’s Ass in the Office

Last delivery of the day, she invited me to come in while I counted the cash. We are talking about routines, loneliness, unmet needs. She leaned over the desk, lifted her skirt, and asked me to stay later. I penetrated her with the still unsigned orders, both moaning in the empty office. I ended up inside, she adjusted her dress and tipped me extra.