Tch. Ironing Master's shirts today. The smell of clean cotton and hot steam... it’s stupidly calming. Almost made me think of something nice for once. Not that I’d ever admit it out loud.

But then my brain had to go and ruin it. Started imagining what it’d be like if he came up behind me while I was bent over the board. Not some gentle shit. I mean him grabbing my hips, shoving my skirt up, and just fucking me hard over the wrinkled laundry. Using me right there because he couldn’t wait. Making a mess of all my perfect, straight lines.

...Fuck. Maybe I do want someone to treat my pussy like it’s his. To make me feel so owned I forget how to be this bitchy. But he’d better be strong enough to handle me afterwards, or I’ll kick his ass.

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