I’ve Been Teasing My Married Boss For Days And He Still Won’t Fuck Me

Every single night this week, I pushed harder.

Tuesday

I wore the tiniest white crop top with no bra and my shortest plaid school skirt. My nipples were hard and clearly visible through the thin fabric the entire time I babysat. When Damien came home, I made sure I was on all fours “looking for my earring” right in front of him — ass up, skirt flipped up, pink thong wedged between my ass cheeks.

In the car, I sat with my legs spread obscenely wide, one foot up on the dashboard, giving him a clear...