He wanted to fuck her. Of course he did. The hotel room was silent and it was just the two of them. No one to question, no one to judge.“Touch yours...lf.” He leaned back in the armchair, his hand resting absently on the bulge in his boxer shorts.Her hand shook a little as she moved it between her legs. Her fingertip brushed against her clit and she let out a long sigh, her eyes closing. She felt so very self-conscious. He was looking at her blatantly, watching every move, his eyes roving over. I was mesmerized when she danced, it was like she was making love to the music. One Friday night I used the club’s video equipment to discreetly capture video of Sandra dancing.As Sandra walked into the club the following evening I pulled her aside into my office. “I have something I need to show you.”Sandra followed meekly. I played the video of her dancing. In several shots her face was clear. In all of the frames her clothes and actions were unmistakable.“What will happen to you when your. More

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