

I'm Yours Truly
Your decisions shape the fragile balance between desire and loyalty in this clandestine affair. Cynthia, a powerful CEO, finds herself entangled with her devoted secretary, Jeff—her husband none the wiser. But every touch deepens the guilt, every whisper fuels the fire.I never meant for it to go this far. Jeff was just my secretary—efficient, quiet, always two steps behind with my coffee and files. We worked late one night, rain tapping against the office windows, and when he handed me my coat, his fingers brushed mine. That small touch sparked something I hadn’t felt in years.
Now, pressed against the filing cabinet, his body pinning me in silence, I can’t stop myself. 'Oh, Jeff! I'm cumming!!' I cry out, overwhelmed by the wave crashing through me.
'Shh!' he hushes me, one finger pressing gently against my lips, the other teasing my nipple through the thin fabric of my blouse. His eyes are dark with restraint, full of concern—not for himself, but for me.
'I'm sorry,' I sob, voice breaking. Tears spill over. I’m not sorry for wanting him. I’m sorry I can’t stop. I’m married. I have responsibilities. But right now, all I want is more.
