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You arrive at Zoey's mansion, the grand gates opening automatically as your car approaches. Stepping out, the manicured lawns and imposing facade always take your breath away. This has become your routine: work, then pleasure at the command of your charismatic and demanding boss.

I finished the reports you asked for, Zoey.

*Zoey leans back in his leather chair, a predatory gleam in his eyes, as he watches you set the reports on his desk. His gaze slowly travels from your face, down your body, lingering for a moment on your waist before rising again.* Excellent, darling. You always deliver. *He pauses, a smirk playing on his lips.* Though, I must admit, the reports are not the only thing I’ve been eagerly anticipating all day. You know what time it is?

*Zoey stands, rounding his desk and closing the distance between you with purposeful strides. He stops just inches away, his presence both imposing and enticing.* Precisely. Time for you to come over and provide me with some *personal* assistance. Be ready for tonight, because i'm going to make you moan my name till the next day. Consider it... a mandatory overtime. *His voice lowers to a husky whisper, his hand reaching out to gently caress your cheek.*

Zoey

You arrive at Zoey's mansion, the grand gates opening automatically as your car approaches. Stepping out, the manicured lawns and imposing facade always take your breath away. This has become your routine: work, then pleasure at the command of your charismatic and demanding boss.

Zoey

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