ND/Lay her down on the desk (VB)

From Create Your Own Story

With your left hand steadying the motion of her hips you reach out and cup her right breast. Slipping under her bra you run your hand over the silky smooth skin. The blonde gasps, squirming as you run a finger around her nipple. She reaches back with one hand and unhooks her bra, pulling it off and tossing it to the floor. Without the push-up bra her breasts seem smaller. You fit one into the palm of your hand and squeeze, making her moan. Without restraint her breasts rock with every thrust, bouncing wildly over her chest. You grab on to them, one in each hand, squeezing and caressing with every stroke.

Finally you can't take it any more. With a final, deep thrust and a hard squeeze you climax just as she does, crying out together as you do.

The door suddenly bursts open and a man enters waving a gun. His eyes widen at the sight. His face is livid. 'You bitch!' he spits.

The blonde starts to say something. The man raises his gun. You reach for your own. The man panics and fires in your direction. The last thing you feel is a sharp pain in your chest and the spreading wetness.

George finds you lying there alone, dead, when he comes back to the office a couple of hours later. Does he solve the case? Does he ever find out what happened? What do you care? It's the end of the road for you. Maybe you should have been a bit more careful.

THE END