The clock on my desk ticked agonizingly slow as the afternoon dragged on, the office emptying out with only a few hours left until closing time. My pussy still throbbed from Mr. Blake's morning assault, his tongue buried deep inside me, lapping at my slick pussy like a starving man, sucking my swollen clit until I shattered, juices flooding his mouth while I gripped the desk and stifled screams. But now, Hartman's contract burned a hole in my purse, my signature scrawled across it in shaky ink, sealing my fate for that $210,000 house. The temptation had won, my body betrayed me with a constant ache, nipples hard against my bra, panties soaked from filthy fantasies of what signing meant. I couldn't resist anymore, the promise of ownership, of escaping my shitty apartment, outweighed the shame.As the floor quieted, I slipped from my desk, heart pounding, and headed to Hartman's cramped office down the hall. I knocked lightly, pushing the door open. He was alone, slouched in his cr
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