“Okay, give me your resignation letter and I will process it.” He took a pen from his desk and paper, but I quickly held his hand and returned the pen to where he had taken it.
I violently snatched up the box, hand overhead. I want to avoid looking at him since my face is turning bright red. I looked for his restroom to put it in. I would have turned to inquire where his toilet was, but I could feel him embracing me from behind.
He immediately lifted my dress and touched my sensitive part while one of his hands crawled on my chest. I was still wearing a bra, so all he did was squeeze them.
“Sir … we're in the office.”
I remove his hand, but he just puts it back in the place where my chest is. He is already caressing my private part even though I still have my cover. My hair stood on en
