The air in Angela's office was thick with a tension that had nothing to do with the sterile, scientific atmosphere of the lab outside. It was charged, electric, the kind of tension that made my skin tingle and my cock throb with anticipation.
Angela's piercing blue eyes were locked onto mine, her full, red lips parting as her tongue darted out to wet her lower lip—a deliberate, provocative gesture that sent a jolt of lust straight through me.
"I hope to exceed your expectations, Doctor," I said, my voice dropping into a deeper, darker register, each word loaded with unspoken promises—promises of pleasure, domination, and ruin. The way her eyes darkened in response told me she heard every filthy implication.
Angela leaned forward just enough that her massive tits pressed against the edge of her desk, the fabric of her lab coat straining to contain them. The sight made my mouth water.
