He wondered if **Eva** had already undressed, and spread her legs, revealing her wet vagina, waiting for him.
Thinking about this, **Jack** couldn’t help but feel a bit uncontrollable.
"Are you done now? How about we leave together?" **Alia** asked sowhat shyly.
If it were **Nick**, being invited by this young model, he would probably be excited and almost jump up.
But **Jack** didn’t have that mindset. All his thoughts were on **Eva’s** large breasts and round buttocks so he didn’t pay attention to **Alia**. "Sorry, **Alia**, Ms. **Adams** asked to deliver these things to her office. You should go ahead."
"Okay," **Alia** said, looking a bit disappointed.
Watching **Alia** leave, **Jack** quickly finished up and then headed to the floor where the CEO’s office was located.
When he saw that the lights in **Eva’s** office were still on, he felt happy.
"**Eva**!" Wanting to give **Eva** a surprise, **Jack** pushed the door open and shouted.
But the next mont, he saw **Emily** in the office as well. He froze, not knowing what to do.
**Eva** didn’t expect **Jack** to barge in like this.
By the ti it was ti to clock out, she was still hesitating whether to wait for **Jack** to co to her or to go ho.
Unexpectedly, **Emily** suddenly arrived, bringing a new dress and saying it was a gift for her.
**Eva** couldn’t refuse, so she accepted the dress and started chatting with **Emily**.
She knew that although **Emily** dressed stylishly, she was quite conservative, maintaining a guarded attitude towards n.
And she was a married woman who still loved her husband, which was quite different from **Eva’s** situation.
As the two were chatting, **Jack** had already barged in. Seeing **Emily’s** suspicious gaze, **Eva** suddenly shouted, "**Jack**, what’s going on? Just an ad plan, yet it took you so long!"
Taking the folder from **Jack’s** hand, she waved him off. "Hurry up and leave, make it faster next ti!" **Jack** bolted out of there, but he couldn’t shake the worry that **Emily** might figure out his thing with **Eva**.
Man, he really regretted being so hasty.
anwhile, **Eva** was putting on a show for **Emily**. "Employees these days, right? So lazy, dragging their feet on the smallest stuff. And he dared to directly call **Eva**!"
**Emily** shrugged, "Young folks now, they care about freedom and equality. Don’t sweat it."
"Well, you know, I’m just saying it. **Jack’s** quite diligent and attentive. Perhaps the ad plan really gave him a hard ti."
As **Emily** listened to **Eva**, her mind drifted back to her last run-in with **Jack**.
**Emily** developed early, causing her breasts to be considerably larger than those of other won. This brought her much distress, leading her to be perpetually wary of n.
Even after getting married, **Emily** was pretty cold in bed, just lying there like a doll while her husband did his thing. He wasn’t exactly a passionate guy, and he’d just fall asleep after, leaving **Emily** feeling unfulfilled.
The only ti she felt a spark was when she dressed up provocatively and caught the eyes of n on the street. The way they ogled her made her feel a mix of sha and excitent. Rumors started flying around the office that **Emily** dressed that way to seduce the higher-ups. She knew who was spreading the gossip, and her way of fighting back was to dress even more provocatively.
Thinking about her encounter with **Jack**, **Emily** realized sothing. When they had that physical contact she didn’t feel the usual resistance. Maybe it was because **Jack** didn’t an anything by it.
But what impressed her was **Jack’s** large cock, which, like a searing iron rod, pressed firmly against her body. Even through their clothes, she could sense its overwhelming power, making her vagina wet.
Of course, **Emily** didn’t have any other thoughts about it. She knew it was just a normal reaction from a guy. She even felt like telling **Jack** to go on a date and blow off so steam.
Shaking her head to clear those thoughts, **Emily** kept chatting with **Eva**.
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