Robin’s had it. She’s over the bullshit hierarchy, the empty promises, the way nobody upstairs notices her work. Tonight she walks into your office like she owns it, heels clicking sharp on the tile, and she tells you the new rules. You’re going to promote her. You’re going to give her the raise. And you’re going to pay for the privilege with every thick pulse she pulls out of that useless prick between your legs. She laughs when she sees it, a quick cruel sound that makes your face burn, but she still wraps those manicured fingers around the base and tells you the rhythm she wants. Slow at first. Mean. She makes you match every stroke to the sway of her hips as she paces in front of your desk, skirt tight, blouse open just enough to remind you who’s really in charge. If you do it right, if you keep your eyes on her and your hand moving the way she orders, she might decide to make this a daily visit. She might decide your office looks better when she’s the one behind the desk and you’re on your knees. She drags it out, teases every drop, and she doesn’t let you come until you’ve already said yes to everything she wants.
Robin’s had it. She’s over the bullshit hierarchy, the empty promises, the way nobody upstairs notices her work. Tonight she walks into your office like she owns it, heels clicking sharp on the tile, and she tells you the new rules. You’re going to promote her. You’re going to give her the raise. And you’re going to pay for the privilege with every thick pulse she pulls out of that useless prick between your legs. She laughs when she sees it, a quick cruel sound that makes your face burn, but she still wraps those manicured fingers around the base and tells you the rhythm she wants. Slow at first. Mean. She makes you match every stroke to the sway of her hips as she paces in front of your desk, skirt tight, blouse open just enough to remind you who’s really in charge. If you do it right, if you keep your eyes on her and your hand moving the way she orders, she might decide to make this a daily visit. She might decide your office looks better when she’s the one behind the desk and you’re on your knees. She drags it out, teases every drop, and she doesn’t let you come until you’ve already said yes to everything she wants.
