"Haaaaah—!"
As soon as Keith Relf left, I let out a long breath. The Director of the Accounting Bureau also slumped back into his chair. It seemed like the mere mention of the proper noun "Lady Richelieu" put everyone on edge. I remained standing, still staring at the doorway.
Christine was also staring blankly at the exit Keith Relf had just used. Her hand remained pressed right into the cleft of my ass. She was definitely aware of what she was touching. I twisted my hips in a quick circle, guiding her hand so it brushed against my cock. Of course it wasn't hard—just in its normal state—so it was simply there.
"Ah!"
