My Step Sister And I: Pregnant For Me novel Chapter 62

"This is one of the many positions you'll find me on daily basis when you hire me," Tori said, undeterred from her mission. She reached behind herself, slapping her ass, causing the right cheek to jiggle. She then bent over the desk even further, resting on her breasts so she could reach behind herself, pulling her ass-cheeks apart, exposing the full cleft of her ass-crack. I could see the entire length of the string of her thong, and behind it, barely hidden, was her bare, exposed asshole. My momentary stupor was shaken, and I was filled with a sudden panic. This needed to end, now.

"Tori! Please... just leave! Cover yourself up and leave. Don't make me call security." I began. "Because I will, and then..."

SMACK!

She slapped her ass firmly, and my anger soon disappeared as I watched the now bare, round, smooth ass-cheek ripple with the force of the spank. My words left my mouth at this delicious sight, my anger temporarily forgotten.

"Uh, Tori, put your clothes on, and leave," I told her, with not quite as much anger. I shook my head, looking away, wanting this to just be done. I rested my hand on the doorknob again, pausing, waiting for her to put her clothes back on so I could just open the door without fear of being caught.

I would not be so lucky.

She released her grip on her own ass and pushed herself up, her butt jiggling mouth-wateringly again as she stood. She turned back to face me, pushed herself upward, and rested her round ass against the table. With a firm pull, she yanked down her skirt over her hips, letting it fall to the floor. Her red-lace covered crotch was now exposed to me, and then, as she pushed herself back to fully sit on the table, she spread her legs apart lewdly, running her fingers down over her covered pussy.

The thong underwear was tiny, and it barely covered her nether regions, and it confirmed her earlier boast. If she had any sort of landing strip or anything like that, with as little as the thong covered, that hair would be visible. No, Tori K was completely shaved.

Tori leaned back onto the desk, resting on her elbows, bringing her high-heel clad feet up onto the wood, keeping them spread apart, the tiny material molding over her nearly exposed vagina. With her top splayed open, her bra-clad breasts were jutting out, bouncing around as she made this movement. All signs of the professional woman she had been acting as was now gone, now looking every bit the slut she boasted to be.