The Boss scooped up the naked girl from the Scotch Guarded chair, and carried her towards an inner door of his office. Stepping on a hidden button under his patterned carpet, the door opened. Inside was a bedroom suit with everything a bachelor could wish for.
Ranma tried to struggle, but her resistance was overwhelmed by the recorded images from Back Room that still ran in her head and the sounds she could still hear of it on the TV. Yes, though she hated the thought of guys's cocks invading her, her body loved the memory of having mens' organs replacing her cravings with gratification.
As her small, flushed body was carried within his large arms, it told her 'My Boss's touch makes me so feel horny I crave to be fucked'.
She dripped all the way into the Boss's room.
Ranma knew it was someplace like a bedroom, but she didn't want to look at, didn't want to acknowledge why she was there. Her hot, little body, though, felt a rush of anticipation when she was laid down on the satin sheet and the guy in her was forced to retreat further.
She heard him undressing. It wasn't until he his pants came off that she turned her head. As she feared, looking at a man was not a turn-on for her, even the Boss's. But his eyes told her how sexy she was. If he thought she was desirable, that was enough.
The naked man, her boss, laid down beside her. She tried to reassure herself this was okay. He was the man she trusted the most. If he said it was alright--He touched her unprotected skin. And she tensed up reflexively! Her sense of maleness was threatening to return.
The Boss pressed a button on the headboard. The large screen TV in the room went on.
Ranma's ears immediately recognized the sounds she'd made with the men in the Back Room. But her boss directed her eyes towards the mirrored canopy. Ranma became gripped with fascination, unable to look away. One thought rose up above the others, 'Seeing myself have sex turns me on'.
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