She wore the same dress to work every Thursday. It always drew compliments, and the inevitable cornering in the copy room by one of her co-workers. Sometimes they were gentle, sometimes rough, sometimes guys, sometimes girls.
She liked the surprise attacks most. Those took some planning. She would scope out the coworker with the most lustful eyes and tell them it was their turn to take her as brutally as they wanted. But they could give no warning. And it worked- she’d fight like it was real, and end up bruised and exhausted on the floor. There was a girl in engineering who liked to come in after and lick her clean.
She loved Thursdays.
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