piercings other than a
microdermal diamond stud in her cleavage.
The
one thing that intrigued Serena about Wendy was that she had a series of
piercings up the back of her neck and wore a silver barbell in each of them.
When Wendy wore all of her hair up in a vintage “victory roll” style, the
piercings were clearly visible, and the vintage and current styles were a
striking contrast. The piercings gave the impression of almost having been
stitched or stapled, and Serena had never seen that before. The cleavage
piercing was just a tiny sparkle where you least expect it at her open
neckline, perfectly centered between her breasts. Serena thought that was cute
and had contemplated getting one too, but Hani expressed that he preferred that
she keep her skin pure, and she respected his wishes.
Serena
wasn't surprised when she saw Wendy in George's office because she saw him
flirt with her many times, and she knew Wendy had a reputation of putting out.
Someone caught had even caught her in flagrante in the employee lounge
with two male employees, but Wendy denied that she was in the middle of giving
them blowjobs and said they were only talking. The pre-cum above her lip was
explained as smeared lip gloss from drinking her Coke. Serena didn't like to
spread rumors or pass judgments on people, so they remained casual
acquaintances at work.
Serena
stepped back from the door so she wouldn't be seen. She couldn't make out
anything that was being said, but then she heard the rustle of clothing,
followed by another giggle and the sound of a wet kiss. She heard another
movement, hoping that it wasn't someone discovering the open door, but then she
heard George trying to hold in a moan, and Wendy made a noise like she just
tasted the most sinful dessert ever.
Serena
peeked through the crack of the door again and saw George standing beside his
desk with his hands on his hips like he was some kind of superhero, and Wendy
was on her knees in front of him, sucking wetly on his cock. She watched the
scene for a few minutes as Wendy's head bobbed and George gripped her hair
tightly in his fist. Serena’s face flushed as scarlet as Wendy’s hair, and she
felt a little ashamed that couldn't stop her own pussy from getting warm and
wet too.
Suddenly
he pulled Wendy’s hair, and she released his cock from her mouth, and he stood
her up. He roughly pulled up her shirt and tugged the top of her corset down,
exposing her breasts. He grabbed them with the finesse of a farmhand and bowed
his head down and started sucking her nipples. Serena heard Wendy gasp and was
at first concerned that he was hurting her, but she heard her moan with
pleasure as she threw her head back, and she saw a dirty sweet smile spread
across Wendy’s face.
Serena
was half repulsed yet half intrigued, half turned on yet knowing she was
intruding on a private moment, but she couldn’t pull her eyes away from the
scene. George lifted his head and quickly twisted Wendy's wrist behind her
back. Wendy giggled again, and he turned her around, grinding his hips
against her back. He whispered something in her ear and guided her to his desk.
Wendy giggled again and peeked over her shoulder at him as he pulled her black
jeans down over her round ass. He pushed her against the desk, and she leaned
over it as he pulled her black lace thong aside. He squeezed her soft, full
ass cheeks in his hands then slid one hand between her legs for a few moments.
He stroked his hard cock, lubricating it with her wetness, and prepared to
penetrate her.
Wendy
moaned as he slid inside her. He told her to keep quiet, and he reached with
one hand to cover her mouth as she continued to moan. He was thrusting deeply
inside her, and she gripped the edge of the desk like her life depended on it.
He had lacked any tenderness earlier, and his style of fucking seemed to have
the same quality. He pounded away, grunting quietly, and Serena could see
microdermal diamond stud in her cleavage.
The
one thing that intrigued Serena about Wendy was that she had a series of
piercings up the back of her neck and wore a silver barbell in each of them.
When Wendy wore all of her hair up in a vintage “victory roll” style, the
piercings were clearly visible, and the vintage and current styles were a
striking contrast. The piercings gave the impression of almost having been
stitched or stapled, and Serena had never seen that before. The cleavage
piercing was just a tiny sparkle where you least expect it at her open
neckline, perfectly centered between her breasts. Serena thought that was cute
and had contemplated getting one too, but Hani expressed that he preferred that
she keep her skin pure, and she respected his wishes.
Serena
wasn't surprised when she saw Wendy in George's office because she saw him
flirt with her many times, and she knew Wendy had a reputation of putting out.
Someone caught had even caught her in flagrante in the employee lounge
with two male employees, but Wendy denied that she was in the middle of giving
them blowjobs and said they were only talking. The pre-cum above her lip was
explained as smeared lip gloss from drinking her Coke. Serena didn't like to
spread rumors or pass judgments on people, so they remained casual
acquaintances at work.
Serena
stepped back from the door so she wouldn't be seen. She couldn't make out
anything that was being said, but then she heard the rustle of clothing,
followed by another giggle and the sound of a wet kiss. She heard another
movement, hoping that it wasn't someone discovering the open door, but then she
heard George trying to hold in a moan, and Wendy made a noise like she just
tasted the most sinful dessert ever.
Serena
peeked through the crack of the door again and saw George standing beside his
desk with his hands on his hips like he was some kind of superhero, and Wendy
was on her knees in front of him, sucking wetly on his cock. She watched the
scene for a few minutes as Wendy's head bobbed and George gripped her hair
tightly in his fist. Serena’s face flushed as scarlet as Wendy’s hair, and she
felt a little ashamed that couldn't stop her own pussy from getting warm and
wet too.
Suddenly
he pulled Wendy’s hair, and she released his cock from her mouth, and he stood
her up. He roughly pulled up her shirt and tugged the top of her corset down,
exposing her breasts. He grabbed them with the finesse of a farmhand and bowed
his head down and started sucking her nipples. Serena heard Wendy gasp and was
at first concerned that he was hurting her, but she heard her moan with
pleasure as she threw her head back, and she saw a dirty sweet smile spread
across Wendy’s face.
Serena
was half repulsed yet half intrigued, half turned on yet knowing she was
intruding on a private moment, but she couldn’t pull her eyes away from the
scene. George lifted his head and quickly twisted Wendy's wrist behind her
back. Wendy giggled again, and he turned her around, grinding his hips
against her back. He whispered something in her ear and guided her to his desk.
Wendy giggled again and peeked over her shoulder at him as he pulled her black
jeans down over her round ass. He pushed her against the desk, and she leaned
over it as he pulled her black lace thong aside. He squeezed her soft, full
ass cheeks in his hands then slid one hand between her legs for a few moments.
He stroked his hard cock, lubricating it with her wetness, and prepared to
penetrate her.
Wendy
moaned as he slid inside her. He told her to keep quiet, and he reached with
one hand to cover her mouth as she continued to moan. He was thrusting deeply
inside her, and she gripped the edge of the desk like her life depended on it.
He had lacked any tenderness earlier, and his style of fucking seemed to have
the same quality. He pounded away, grunting quietly, and Serena could see
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