Arsenio Point of View
“Hello there, Cadence; I see you got rid of another few inches of your skirt? How fascinating!” I whistled as I trailed my eyes along her long limbs as I passed by her.
A couple more inches taken, the world would finally see the beauty of her vagina, all in the name of fashion.
“Mr. Garcia, good evening. You noticed?” She giggled, albeit like a possessed person, as she asked me right in the middle of my office building right in front of many passerby employees.
And she missed the sarcasm behind my fascination again.
Cadence! Cadence, you cannot attract me with those legs. When I say I have seen better, I mean it.
“Hard not to notice the humanly possible bite marks on your inner thigh. You took flaunting to another level, dear. Impressive!” Saying with a wild grin, I walked to my private elevator, greeting my employees on the way.