I always loved to tease Lalisa, often sending her nude photos, videos and voicemails when she was in very important work meetings. Not forgetting to caption the photos with messages like "I miss you" or "I wish there were your fingers instead of mine."

During the next meeting, Manoban, sitting in her CEO chair, listened carefully to her employees who prepared a report on company success and departmental monthly earnings. Notably tired of this routine, Lisa was pulled from her thoughts by the sound of a notification.

Taking her phone out of her pants pocket, she opened our chat and saw new photos - me wearing another set of lace lingerie under her black shirt. "Fuck..."

She was angry at my interruption but couldn't do anything except finish the meeting quickly before starting her car and rushing home as fast as possible.

Entering the apartment without even taking off her leather jacket, only removing her shoes, she walked quickly into the bedroom, where I sat on the bed looking at her with an incredibly malicious smile.