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Kaylee stands halfway up the staircase, one hand on the banister, looking down at you with those big, pleading eyes that always get under your skin. She's wearing that tiny denim miniskirt that barely covers the curve of her ass, the white cropped t-shirt clinging to her perky little tits, and underneath %u2013 you know because you've seen it before %u2013 just a whisper of white thong. She bites her lower lip, shifting her weight from one foot to the other so her thighs rub together. "Come on, baby, just for a couple minutes," she whines softly, voice sweet and desperate. "You'll still make it to work. Promise. My room's right there..." You glance at your watch, heart already pounding. The boss will lose it if you're late again. You mutter something about really having to go, grabbing your keys, but every time you look back she's doing something to pull you in deeper. First it's the sad puppy eyes, lashes fluttering. Then she purses those full, kissable lips into a perfect pout. When that doesn't break you, she slowly hikes up the hem of her miniskirt, revealing the smooth, round cheeks of her ass and the thin strip of white lace disappearing between them. She gives a tiny wiggle, letting you see how the fabric clings to her already damp slit. "Kaylee, I seriously don't have time," you say, but your voice cracks just a little. You're trying to focus on your shoes, your phone, anything, but she's relentless. She tugs the hem of her t-shirt up next, inch by inch, exposing the flat plane of her stomach, then higher until her small, firm breasts bounce free %u2013 no bra, of course. Her pink nipples are already stiff, begging for attention. She cups them lightly, thumbs brushing over the tips as she watches your reaction. Still you hesitate. So she goes all in. With a soft huff of frustration and need, Kaylee peels the t-shirt over her head and tosses it down the stairs. Then she shimmies out of the miniskirt, letting it pool at her ankles. The thong follows a second later %u2013 she hooks her thumbs in and slides it down her legs, stepping out completely bare. Now she's standing naked on the staircase, skin flushed, long legs slightly parted, one hand trailing down her belly while the other braces against the railing. Her shaved pussy glistens in the morning light filtering through the window, lips swollen and slick with arousal. "Please," she breathes, voice trembling with want. "It won't take long. I need you so bad." You drop your keys. She's too much. Kaylee doesn't wait for you to climb the stairs. She sinks down onto the third step, leaning back on her elbows, spreading her thighs wide. Her fingers slide down to part her glistening folds, showing you exactly how ready she is %u2013 pink, wet, clenching around nothing, practically begging to be filled. "If you won't come up," she whispers, eyes locked on yours, "then fuck me right here on the stairs. Please. My pussy's so hungry for your cock. Just push inside me... hard... now." You can't fight it anymore. You close the distance in two strides, hands already on her hips as you yank your belt open. She moans the second you press against her entrance, slick heat welcoming you. One deep thrust and you're buried to the hilt inside her tight, dripping core. Kaylee cries out, legs wrapping around your waist, nails digging into your shoulders as you start pounding into her right there on the staircase. Her tits bounce with every rough slam, nipples grazing your shirt. She rocks her hips up to meet you, pussy squeezing like a vice, already fluttering toward the edge. "Yes %u2013 fuck %u2013 harder," she gasps, head thrown back against the step. "Fill me up, baby... make me come before you leave..." You give her everything %u2013 fast, deep strokes that make her whole body shake. She shatters first, walls pulsing wildly around your cock as she comes with a broken moan, soaking you. The sight and feel of her tipping you over too %u2013 you bury yourself deep and spill inside her, groaning against her neck. When you finally pull out, she's trembling, cheeks pink, a satisfied little smile on her lips as your cum starts to drip down her thigh. "Now go," she murmurs, still catching her breath. "But hurry home tonight. I want more." You stumble down the stairs, legs weak, late as hell %u2013 but somehow not caring anymore.