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Working overtime

I was working overtime...again. Third time that week, and I was not happy. But it was quiet in the office, and everyone had gone home...or so I thought. I sat staring at my computer screen, feeling more than a little tired and sexually frustrated. My boyfriend was also working overtime lately, and we weren't having the usual nightly romps. I sighed and rubbed my neck, blinked my eyes. Suddenly, my eye caught a figure in the doorway. Startled, I jerked my head up and saw Katie posed in the doorframe, smiling kindly at me. "Working late again, huh?" she asked softly. "Yeah. It's the latest article submissions. They have to be completely rewritten. This is grade school stuff," I replied, laughing. "Tell me about it. These deadlines are looming and the pressure's on. Are you all stiff, too?" "Yes. My neck is killing me," I answered, massaging the back of my neck with a frown. "Here, let me try and relieve that for you. I've been told I have magic fingers," she told me coyly. I let that remark alone, but my mind was wandering. Magic fingers, hmm? She sashayed over to my desk, and for some reason I tensed. She was very cute, and I always said to myself that if I were to ever actually be with another woman, I wouldn't mind trying her out. She was shorter than my five-and-a-half foot height, but she was fleshy and warm and sexy. I could smell her perfume and I held my breath. As she came around behind me, I felt a little tingle between my thighs and I harshly told myself to calm down. Her cool, soft hands touched the tiny hairs on my neck, and my legs began to quiver. I idly wondered if ...

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