I won't tell the boss...

Office hookups? HR would torch them. Still doesn't stop anybody once the lights dim and pants drop. Jayden James knows the thrill beats any handbook rule. This time she kicks back at her desk and pushes her bare feet straight into Prince Yashua’s lap. He wraps both hands around those soft soles, thumbs working the arches while she grins and tries not to giggle. He frees himself, hard in seconds, and she starts gliding her toes up and down, tiny flexes that drag across the head and down the shaft, leaving little wet prints. He rocks his hips, thick length squeezed between her feet, grip tightening on her ankles as he pumps faster. Breath catches, dirty names slip out, neither cares if the next shift heard. She drags her soles faster, heel adding pressure, and he spills across her toes in hot stripes. She wiggles them, slick and proud, promising to keep it quiet. We will too. You?