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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