Page 25 of Hard and Unprotected

And with a grunt, I grabbed my jacket and left the office, long strides eating up the distance to the elevator.

What’s the point of being the boss if you can’t play hooky sometimes?

Of course, it was eleven a.m. when I rang her doorbell, but nothing made sense in my head. I needed to see her. To breathe in the luscious female smell. To watch as her tits jiggled as my dick fucked her below.

And the girl delivered. She came to the door with a puzzled but happy smile. The over-sized t-shirt she had on was cute as hell, a picture of Minnie Mouse on the front.

Oh shit, oh shit.

She’s innocent.

The female’s got cartoon characters on her pajamas. This isn’t a female you should be fucking with. She’s too young. She can’t play this game.

But shit, those Double Ds were bare under the thin cloth, nipples hard and big in the cool morning air.

And I couldn’t resist.

My dick immediately stood up and took notice.

“What are you doing here?” the female smiled quizzically, pushing the door open. “It’s the middle of the day. I thought we weren’t meeting up until later tonight.”

“Sweet thing, get your stuff,” I ordered. “I’m taking you shopping.”

She stepped back, flabbergasted.

“But why?” she asked. “There’s no need. I have everything I need.”

That made me pause. Most women I know would be on it in an instant. Shopping? More clothes? More shoes? More jewelry? On your dime? Sign me up.

But Maggie was different. Because she hesitated again on the step, looking at me with a quizzical smile.

“I have everything,” she reiterated softly. “There’s no need.”

And I sprang into action then.

Like a barbarian, my hand slipped up one big thigh and beneath that thin nightshirt. Before she could react, it seized that tiny piece of lace and tore it right off, leaving her cunt bare underneath.

Right here in broad daylight.

No one was around, but still. We were standing on her doorstep.

The girl gasped, eyes widening even as her cunt started to pour.

“There,” I growled. “You need panties. We’re going shopping for panties and more,” I said, holding up the limp fabric with one hand.

And Maggie sprang into action then.

“I’ll be right back,” she called once she was safely in the house. “Just give me one sec.”

And with a cheeky grin, the female flashed me. That’s right, she pulled up that nightshirt and bent over, so that her steaming cunt was revealed, pink nether lips hot and luscious.

Fuck me.

This was my game.

But I was the one getting played.

Fuck this shit.