She hides under the desk

Now she is kneeling here under the desk, trying to shut herself as small as possible. She does not want to be discovered by Earl under any circumstances. She hates Earl and his primitive pick up attempts.

As if the whole situation was not demeaning enough, he had to turn up here.

She kneels under the desk, her boss's big cock just dangling inches from her face.

She can feel its heat and smell its strong smell.

Mr. Langford slips forward in his chair, causing his cock to touch Aya's face.

Disgusted and reflex, she retreats, whereupon she bumps her head with a big bang and slips one of her feet under the desk.

"What are you hiding under the table?" asks Earl with a big grin in the direction of Mr. Langford.

"Oh nothing I just hit my knee on the desk. You know a big football player doesn't fit well in a tiny desk."

Aya was surprised that Mr. Langford was trying to save her, "maybe he isn't as bad as I thought" Aya said as her boss's dick grazed her lips causing Aya to taste the salty precum that oozed out of his dick.

"So uh Brock what does a brotha like me have to do to get Aya's number and address?"

Aya prayed deep down on everything holy that her boss doesn't give Earl her information.