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Recalling The Time When I Stripped Naked & Got Fingered In Central Park
“Omar stood there laughing along, almost shocked that I would do such a thing in a public park. His gaze turned from hopeful to intrigued as his eyes studied my petite, perky breasts.”
Hey. You wanna do something later? Omar, my handsome coworker-turned-lover, messaged me.
Sure. What do you have in mind?
Um, how about we take a walk to Central Park?
Okay! We can grab food and liquor and have a picnic.
Sounds good. See you then.
We both looked up from our computers and locked eyes. Nobody in the office seemed to notice the playful smiles we exchanged.
At 5 PM we pretended as if we both had to work late. To ensure that no one saw us leave together, we stayed behind until the office was barren. Omar worked in sales while I was in the logistics department, so nobody suspected that we were planning to see each other afterwards. He was on the phone speaking to a client while I busied myself by reading emails.
Once the last coworker said good night and made their way out of the office we stood up to leave. I grabbed my purse while he jingled the office keys to lock up. Neither of us had much to say to each other until we got outside.
