hand, and with the other
Aki Hoshino undid a couple of buttons on her uniform
blouse. Close quarters with Greg had made
Aki Hoshino's perspire even more, and
even the little air that entered
Aki Hoshino's bra felt good.
She turned back up, and continued talking. "And over here,"
Aki Hoshino said as
she stood up. As
Aki Hoshino did, she ran her long fingertips along the bulge in his
jeans. She moved on down the line, as if nothing had happened, but
Aki Hoshino
swore
Aki Hoshino heared a small gasp from Greg. She smiled to herself. Work can
be fun,
Aki Hoshino thought, and stifled a giggle. Her manager had often made
passes at her, by using that line, one that
Aki Hoshino obhorred. Until now. How
funny that
Aki Hoshino's manager's line could be used here.
She bent over once more, except this time,
Aki Hoshino didn't kneel. Her ass
jutted out at Greg, who was pinned against the tall shelf behind him. If
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