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... baby, the camera loves you.” With that done, Jake went about cleaning Marta up… sort of. He used a tissue to sc**** all the cum off her skin, then smeared it in a thin coat on her breasts where the bra would be covering them. The bit that had got in her hair he left there, smearing it in until it wasn’t visible. The blob on her lips he pressed onto her tongue and smeared down also, coating its surface. Next he closed Marta’s bra over his cum and pressed on her tits until they fit into the cups, or at least sort of fit. It was a tight bra, which helped. Finally he stood her up, fixed her skirt, and put her shift back on, carefully moving her hair back into its regular style. Whistling to himself, Jake returned his office and pressed the Play button. Marta yelped loudly as she felt the grip on her ass. There was nobody behind her, however, so nobody could be blamed for that. Jake could only imagine how she must be feeling: tits sore and abused, nipples teased, taste of semen in her mouth and a feeling on her skin like someone came on her but no cum to be found. Jake heard Marta quietly excuse herself and saw her walk out toward her own desk, rubbing her tender chest. He waited a few seconds, then picked up a folder and followed behind her. “Ow,” Jake heard Marta say quietly as she walked into her own cube. Jake stopped walking and turned to her. “You alright?” he asked her. “Yeah, fine,” she replied, sitting down. Her eyes widened dramatically the moment her ass hit the ...

... chair, signalling that she’d discovered the theft of her panties. If only she knew they were wadded up in Jake’s pocket right that instant! “Okeydokey,” Jake replied, turning and walking to the copy room, grinning. Today was really looking up. The rest of the workday had Jake tempted to use the “fast forward” button, but he decided that was a little too intense a concept and instead watched Netflix all day. After all, why bother pushing himself? He was still ahead of his work and he could always stop time and get ahead again once the world caught up to him. The trip home was pretty uneventful, too. The train was less crowded; lots of people go home early on Fridays. The sun was shining, so Jake walked from the station instead of riding the bus home. Along the way, he kept an eye out for anyone who might be in need of a little punishment from the invisible hand of Karma. Unfortunately, everyone was behaving today. Jake amused himself by freezing a couple cute joggers and getting a good look at them, but otherwise headed straight home. He walked into his house just in time to hear Petra yelling into her phone. “I don’t care if the doctor told you it’s clean,” she snapped, “I talked to everyone and I know about Amber. We’re over!” Jake walked around the corner in time to see his daughter hang up the call and toss her phone onto the couch. “You alright, Pet?” he asked, trying to focus on his concern and not the way her breasts looked in that old tee. “Yeah Daddy, I’m fine,” she said, ...