You're not going to let this die, are you? *headdesk*dietpunkficsDecember 29 2011, 04:41:13 UTC
Realizing as soon as she reached her car that she'd left her favorite collar in her desk, Abby headed back in from the parking lot. The sight of her silver haired fox in her chair took her by surprise; when she realized that Tony was hiding underneath her desk and Gibbs' pants were undone and his cock was out, she gasped in shock.
Startled, both men turned to stare back at her.
"Hi," she stammered out. "Am I interrupting?"
Gibbs chuckled. "Depends."
"Oh what?"
"On if you want to join or not."
Abby's jaw dropped. "You serious?"
Exchanging a quick glance at each other, both men nodded.
"Don't mind if I do." Heading back towards the front door, Abby locked the door and headed back for her office, slipping her panties off as she went before shooting them slingshot-style at Tony. "How do you want me?"
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Startled, both men turned to stare back at her.
"Hi," she stammered out. "Am I interrupting?"
Gibbs chuckled. "Depends."
"Oh what?"
"On if you want to join or not."
Abby's jaw dropped. "You serious?"
Exchanging a quick glance at each other, both men nodded.
"Don't mind if I do." Heading back towards the front door, Abby locked the door and headed back for her office, slipping her panties off as she went before shooting them slingshot-style at Tony. "How do you want me?"
Gibbs grinned.
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*grin*
I like! You should write lots moar.
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