Spent the morning reviewing contracts and the afternoon fantasizing about being bent over this very desk. There’s something about mixing business with pleasure that makes my cunt throb. The thought of a strong hand pushing my skirt up, a cock sliding into me from behind while I’m trying to focus on quarterly projections… it’s a delicious distraction. Power isn’t just about closing deals; it’s about knowing exactly what you want and taking it. Or in this case, who you want to take you. Now, if only my favorite distraction would walk through that door…