A secretary's duty

First day nerves hit different when you want to impress. Shanis shows up early, heels sharp, heart racing. She walks straight into Jamaica’s office, skirt tight across her hips. He leans back, watches her, then tells her exactly how things work around here. Good coffee comes first. So does dropping to her knees at lunch. She nods, calm, already wet between the legs. Later, when two more executives walk in, Shanis doesn’t flinch. She pulls her thong aside, lets Jamaica take her ass while the other man slides his cock into her mouth. She keeps working, skin flushed, body moving with both of them, the quiet office filling with wet sounds and low breathing.