whitey
Well-Known Member
I am at work yesterday morning and my secretary calls and says she is staying home because she didn't feeling well.
Being the concerned boss that I am I ask "What's the matter?" (If you really knew me, you would know I really didn't give a ****. I was just giving the impression I care.)
In a sickly sounding voice she replies, "I have a case of anal glaucoma."
I think to myself do I really want to know about any sickness dealing with her anus, but then I realize, my secretary has a nice *** and I would hate to see anything happen to it (at least anything I didn't do to it) so I inquire "what the hell is anal glaucoma?"
Again in a sickly sounding voice but somewhat more cheerful that before (I think she was amazed that I seem to care [little did she know I was really think about was tappin' that ***]) she says, "I just can't see my *** coming into work today."
We both laughed and she keep her nice fuckable *** out of the office that day.
Being the concerned boss that I am I ask "What's the matter?" (If you really knew me, you would know I really didn't give a ****. I was just giving the impression I care.)
In a sickly sounding voice she replies, "I have a case of anal glaucoma."
I think to myself do I really want to know about any sickness dealing with her anus, but then I realize, my secretary has a nice *** and I would hate to see anything happen to it (at least anything I didn't do to it) so I inquire "what the hell is anal glaucoma?"
Again in a sickly sounding voice but somewhat more cheerful that before (I think she was amazed that I seem to care [little did she know I was really think about was tappin' that ***]) she says, "I just can't see my *** coming into work today."
We both laughed and she keep her nice fuckable *** out of the office that day.
