The morning shower had left Elena deliciously sore and glowing. She moved through her day at the university library like a woman with a filthy secret — which she absolutely did. Every step reminded her of Marcus’s cum still faintly leaking into her panties. She’d chosen a short sundress today, no bra, knowing he would like it.

By 2:30 p.m., she slipped into Marcus’s downtown office building under the pretense of bringing him “forgotten lunch documents.” His secretary, Linda, gave her a warm smile and waved her through.

Marcus’s corner office was all dark wood and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline. The door had barely clicked shut behind Elena...