At The Office With Taboo Larry by Lexi Wood

By day, she takes care of his kids. By night, she takes care of him.

Oh, there are a million reasons Theresa should keep her paws off Larry.  For starters, he’s her uncle.  In case that’s not enough, she’s been playing nanny to his kids ever since their mother ran off.

When Theresa surprises Uncle Larry at the office, she can’t wait to get his pants down.  But wait… his workplace has an open-concept design?  Now where are they supposed to get their afternoon delight?

Larry can’t resist his naughty niece in a sexy summer dress.  Maybe he’ll just have to take her in his boss’s office, press her up against the plate glass window, and give the whole city a look at her naked, nubile body.

Either way, his co-workers can’t find out what’s going on.  It’s too taboo…

At The Office With Uncle Larry
By Lexi Wood
(Available from Amazon as “At The Office With Taboo Larry”)

Theresa glanced around, and when she was pretty sure nobody was looking, she ran her hand down the front of her uncle’s pants, cupping his crotch.  “Show me your boss’s office.”

He squealed, squirming away.  “Okay, okay, just let go of me.”

They walked past the office workers, mostly young and depressed-looking people.  Uncle Larry guided her around a corner and into an office.  It wasn’t the aged leather and dark wood she was expecting.  The office had a couch in it, and a glass desk that looked like a coffee table.  The whole place reminded her of someone’s living room.

Larry closed the door and let out a sigh.  “Teri, what are you doing here?”

Now that she was alone with him, away from the boys, her palms started sweating.  She cleared her throat.  “I’ve just been thinking a lot about that time in the pool, and I…”

“Teri, we can’t.” His voice was loud and firm.  “We said that night it could never happen again.”

“I know, but…”

“I’m your uncle.  You’re my niece.”

“I know, but…”

“I’m more than fifteen years older than you!”

She looked past him, out the big wide window and out on the city below.  It was actually kind of beautiful, in its own urban way.  And then she looked back at him, knowing tears were welling in her eyes, and when their gazes met, his softened from anger to… something else.  She didn’t have a name for it. Not yet.

And then that softness hardened into something she did have a name for: lust.

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