Little Puck showed up to the office early, helping Octavia Red hang up a “Happy Retirement” banner for a coworker. One minute Octavia’s on the stepladder, the next Puck’s got a clear view straight up that skirt, catching sight of the tiny thong stretched between Octavia’s cheeks. Puck can’t stop looking. She circles behind, pretends to straighten some balloons, grabs another quick peek—then another. Octavia reaches higher, skirt rides a little more, thong wedged between lips. Puck’s breath catches, pulse hammering. She tilts her head just right for the perfect angle when Octavia glances down, catches the stare. Octavia doesn’t scold; she smirks, steps down, spreads her legs a bit to give Puck the full view. She tugs the thong aside just enough to show glistening skin, then hooks a finger under Puck’s chin. “Like what you see?” Puck grins, cocky as hell, and answers by pressing two fingers against the wet fabric. Octavia shudders, steps in close. Office party prep just turned filthy—no banner’s finishing until these two get what they’re after.
Little Puck showed up to the office early, helping Octavia Red hang up a “Happy Retirement” banner for a coworker. One minute Octavia’s on the stepladder, the next Puck’s got a clear view straight up that skirt, catching sight of the tiny thong stretched between Octavia’s cheeks. Puck can’t stop looking. She circles behind, pretends to straighten some balloons, grabs another quick peek—then another. Octavia reaches higher, skirt rides a little more, thong wedged between lips. Puck’s breath catches, pulse hammering. She tilts her head just right for the perfect angle when Octavia glances down, catches the stare. Octavia doesn’t scold; she smirks, steps down, spreads her legs a bit to give Puck the full view. She tugs the thong aside just enough to show glistening skin, then hooks a finger under Puck’s chin. “Like what you see?” Puck grins, cocky as hell, and answers by pressing two fingers against the wet fabric. Octavia shudders, steps in close. Office party prep just turned filthy—no banner’s finishing until these two get what they’re after.
