Was she a dyke?
One look at those luscious lips had Kaylee down for the count, thinking of their sensuous pucker at her nether region. Just looking at the woman made Kaylee weak in the knees. But those eyes? Those dark blue eyes looked like midnight and made Kaylee think of sinful things that people only did in the cover of dark.
The woman gave her a wolfish grin with a glimpse of perfect pearly white teeth.
Kaylee had been blatantly gawking at the woman. Wolfish grin? Yeah, right. She wished. Kaylee stiffened and looked away, noting the floor indicator blink from four to five before the car doors opened.
Thank goodness that they had arrived to the fifth floor. The air was getting stuffy in there, and her light head needed to be screwed on tight.
Drat. She shouldn’t be thinking of screwing anything right now.
Then again, maybe she should take a trip to the restroom and get all this sexual energy out. Wouldn’t help anything if she went into that interview hot and horny as fuck.
Checking the time on her wristwatch, Kaylee noted that she still had ten minutes. A five-minute fuck in the restroom should be enough time. If she did that, then she would still have five minutes left before the interview.
Better do it now rather than later.
Before she could change her mind, Kaylee followed the signs to the public restroom and locked herself into a stall. After hanging her briefcase on the metal hook behind the stall door, she closed her eyes and called up the image of Sporty Spiky Soft Butch.
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