Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
I know precisely how shifty female secretaries can be. Hello, I was one. They are always scheming and plotting against a weak, married man while he’s trapped behind his desk. Well, I wasn’t going to have my husband fall prey to any woman’s wiles. So I forced him to hire you, a male secretary. Sure, one would think I would have nothing to worry about now with you here in the office.
You are all dedicated and focused on the company’s mission plan, but something about you does not bring me the ease I thought it would. Maybe it’s the designer suits you were or the softness in your voice? Whatever it is, I’m going need you to prove to me that you like women and that you aren’t letting my husband fuck you over his desk like some tight assed, sissy, faggot secretary.
