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josh stomped his way up the stairs angrily as he neared his and tyler's apartment with his belt and tie lose, shirt buttons popped, and slightly disheveled, unruly looking hair. barging into the apartment after sloppily slamming the keys in the lock, he saw tyler splayed on the living room loveseat, in nothing but sheer white panties and matching thigh highs. "daddy, youre home!" tyler teased with an arched back, running his fingertips down his side. --- *earlier that evening*
josh was typing up a report for his boss on the estimated budget that month for instruments and music platforms. he had only recently got promoted to be a manager at guitar center, and, if he had to chose, he'd chose minimum wage cashier/shelf stocker over this shit. being a manager was similar enough, except the pay was much better and he had to go to business meetings with the other managers and bosses working at surrounding guitar center chains. he was in an office alone finishing his report when he got a text from tyler.
5:46 kitten: when do you get off :(
5:46 josh: 6:30 i may be late though, why?
5:47 kitten: daddyy im hardd
5:47 josh: baby im at a meeting this is important
5:49 kitten: can i touch myself pleasee?
5:49 josh: no baby wait till i get home
4:50 kitten: thats so loonnggg
4:50 josh: too bad. wait.
josh got up, slightly red faced due to the bulge growing in his slacks, rolling closed the curtains at the all window nearby the door. he sat behind the desk and attempted to take care of his current problem.
currently getting his rocks off to a slut behind a webcam, a coworker walks in the room, "joshua have yo-" he stops in his tracks wide-eyed and turns around. "joshua. please. leave the building. email me your report, finished or not. and please, uh, dont return."
"sir wait i-" "please josh, i dont need an excuse as to why youre doing that at a business meeting." "sorry, sir. right away."
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josh sets his brief case down on the table by the door and toes his shoes off, setting aside them with his tie and blazer. he walks towards tylers body, slipping out of his shirt and throwing it aside. "got all pretty for me, huh kitten?"
