Too late

Too late!

She’s staring at you.

“I never knew you were such a woman of taste and culture,” Annette says, stroking the photo with her fingertips. “You clearly have an appreciation for the finer things.” Her fingers linger right on the package.

You have to play this cool, and be down to earth. She just showed you literal photos of bulges, so it’s not like professionalism is a big deal here.

“Who doesn’t like some D sometimes?” you ask with a shrug.

Annette nods. “Of course. Of course. I appreciate what you’ve shared with me, Lisa.”

“Happy to look. They’re good photos,” you say. It irks you, but it’s true. Jade is good… maybe too good. What is Annette paying her? Probably more than she’s paying you. How do you get that job? Then you could take pictures without having to hide it. No, what if Annette noticed your style and figured you out? What if she’s already figured you out? She’s still staring.

Annette’s smile turns sly. “You want to look at something even better?” she asks.

“Sure,” you reply, unsure where she’s going with this.

“Come over to my place tonight,” she says, putting the photos away. “I have something that’ll really impress you, and I could use that marketing eye of yours.”

You head back out to your desk, feeling uneasy. Agreeing to go see her was only natural. You dipped a toe in by accepting her game, so it’s time to see what else you can see… but this worries you. After all, you were just at her house last night, watching her worship Zarya’s cock. What does she have in mind?