there you two where, in his office/room sitting on his chair in front of the computer at its Home Screen, he was sitting on top of you, rubbing himself on your thigh, like he was almost humping it. his white hair cover his eyes, one of your hoodies, thigh highs, and his boxes… maybe a skirt it was hard to tell in the dark room. Your arms were in his waist. He was sitting there, in you lap. This was you boss! Yet, His head was buried into you neck, you could feel how hot his skin was.