Dude, no.
You should pay in kind.
My eyebrows shoot up.
Blake
I’m not sending you an unsolicited dick pic, Bunny.
BunnytheKiller
Who said unsolicited?
She wants this. My cock is already at attention, it only needed her sass. The way she isn’t afraid of me. And the image of her light brown hair and big smile from those few photos does the rest of the work.
Blake
Is that an invitation?
BunnytheKiller
Maybe. One for one.
This is probably insane. She is the little sister of one of my employees. Unethical doesn’t even cover it. She’s too young. She’s innocent.
I shouldn’t be doing this. I repeat that in my head, but it doesn’t stop me from replying.
Blake
Video. At the same time.
I hold my breath.
BunnytheKiller
No faces.
My heart jumps and sinks in a bouncing motion. It’s far from what I want, but more than I dreamed I’d get so quickly.
Blake
I’ll take the second-best view if that’s what you’re offering.
BunnytheKiller
Give me a minute.
I’m on my feet and locking my office door in an instant. If a fucking hurricane wanted to interrupt, I’d tell it to fuck off, never mind anything to do with Norwood. She’s my only priority.
My cock is throbbing as I sink into my chair. The windows look out over a private walled garden, and I almost close the blinds, but light. I need good light.
I’m new to this, but even I know flattering light is essential.
It takes me a few minutes to get something I think is acceptable. A clear view of my crotch, still covered by my trousers. Always best to build up some anticipation.
Didn’t have this on my to-do list for today, which just goes to show why schedules should be scrapped for pretty girls.
I press call.
