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back to meet Phillip’s, briefly.
    “Come,” he growled to Callie, wishing he could make Anna
Beth do the same.
    Callie’s cunt milked his cock as she moaned with her
release.
    Anna Beth bit down on her bottom lip. Her hand holding her
breast, she squeezed her hardened nipple. Tight. Watching Callie ride the waves
of orgasm, Anna Beth’s mouth fell open.
    The sight of Anna Beth aroused and most assuredly wet sent
Phillip right over the edge. He shut his eyes as his balls tightened and his
cock pulsated hard, jetting out cum in strong, rhythmic pulsations.
    The waves dissipated and Phillip turned, only to see his
office door shut. Anna Beth had gone. Fuck!
    Busted. By the boss’s daughter. Anna Beth had obviously
enjoyed the show, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t tattle on him for what she
had witnessed. The stress he had released crashed back into him twofold.
    The fact he had fucked Callie across his office desk was
undeniable. The pressing question was, had he fucked himself right out of a
job?

Chapter Two
     
    The following Monday, Phillip walked into the office even
earlier than his normal seven a.m. arrival, ready to find out for sure if Anna
Beth had tattled or not. He arrived as Security unlocked the building.
    After leaving the party Friday night without being
reprimanded, he had dropped Callie off at her house, never telling her they had
had an audience. No phone calls or emails had been received. So far, so good.
The final test would be the partner meeting held every Monday morning.
    Donahue always led the meeting and Phillip was certain that
if Donahue knew what had happened, it would be written on his face.
    Briefcase in hand, he waited for the elevator. The doors
opened. He got in along with a couple of college kids who worked in the mail
room. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves as the doors moved to close.
    “Wait!” a feminine voice called out.
    To Phillip’s annoyance, one of the boys hit the Open Door
button. His patience was even thinner than usual.
    Anna Beth waltzed in, locking eyes with Phillip. “Thanks,”
she told the kid as a smile curled her lips. Instead of turning to face the
front of the elevator like a normal person, she stood facing Phillip. He did
his best to maintain a cool façade even though he felt his cheeks heating.
    He stayed silent. The elevator began its ascension.
    “You always get here so early?” she asked all Southern-belle
style.
    “No,” he revealed, unsure why.
    “Why so early today?” she said in a mocking tone, toying
with him.
    “Anxious, I suppose.”
    “And why is that?” She inched closer to him, drawing wide-eyed
glances from the college boys. Playing games with him, she had no idea who she
was messing with. Well, perhaps she had an idea. Her cockiness, however, gave
him a clue about her as well. She hadn’t told Daddy Donahue a thing. At least not
yet.
    Phillip’s tension eased. “You didn’t run and tell.” Not a
question. His voice low and serious.
    The elevator opened and the boys exited slowly, stealing
another glance at Anna Beth. The doors closed them in the small space. Alone.
    “Did you?” Triumph mixed with a growing curiosity, wandering
what she was up to.
    “No.” She reached out to Phillip, smoothing his silk tie. He
stiffened and so did his cock. “I’m not the tattletale type.”
    “Oh really?” He couldn’t help but grin at her unexpected sassiness.
“What type are you, Anna Beth?” He gave her breasts a nice long heated look
before moving closer to her, making her raise her chin to see meet his stare.
    Deep-blue eyes gazed up at him through long lashes. Her
cheeks flushed as she swallowed, the sound of it loud inside the enclosed
space.
    He dropped his briefcase to the floor. She jumped. “Nervous?”
    A coy smile curled her lips. Grabbing the lapels of his
suit, she pulled his mouth down to hers. Her mouth luscious, minty and…eager.
    She slipped a hand down to his crotch, shocking the shit out
of him.