I’ve worked with Tiffany Watson for years now. She always made everything stop whenever she walked into the room. She was stunning, petite, and had a gorgeous smile. I had always fantasized about the nasty and disgusting things I would do to her. I don’t know if it was the way she walked, held herself, or even spoke. I just know I couldn’t get my mind off from being wrapped around her. One day we had an out of town work trip and we got a lot closer than we ever would’ve been. I thought I was dreaming. We got along over how much we didn’t like the boss, relationship troubles, and false promises. One thing after another, it ended in a night filled with Lust and not so much love. Pinned against the wall, lips intertwining, and a cum covered face.