Pieces of the doorframe landing on his desk may have also tipped him off. In three strides I was reaching over the desk and grabbing a double-handful ...f his already sweaty shirt. I yanked him forward until our faces were inches apart over his desk. ‘Hello, Marty,’ I said in the most dangerous tone I could muster through bimbo red lips. ‘Your ass is grass and I’m a lawnmower. Any final words?’ Marty squawked and wriggled in my grasp, obviously at a loss. The last time Marty had seen me I was. Her thumb is hooked over the top of her bikini and she’s pulled the top hem down just far enough to show a wisp of her brown pubic hair. I gaze at her big breasts, the bulge of her sex mound under her bikini, that cunt hair, those smooth, tanned, provocatively spread thighs. My penis suddenly feels heavy. It’s starting to rise. I stroke my penis and my balls, and watch my half erect swing as it sticks out horizontally from my own thick bush of pubic hair. I open the magazine and flick through. More

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