He leaves me in my thong, running a thoughtful glance along my body before stepping close again and ripping my blouse open. I gasp as my buttons fly everywhere. And then I’m sitting in front of Tristan, exposed in my racy red lingerie set. “Jesus,” he gasps, gawking at my outfit. “You're like a sexy secretary fantasy come to life.” He runs another hungry glance over my lacey bra and panties, then reaches forward to grab my hair so he can yank my mouth back to his. “I've always wondered what you were hiding under your work clothes.”
