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I stood in the doorway and watched the elevator close, concealing Juliet from my sight. Being separated from her made my skin itch, but I would tolerate it for a few minutes to play along with her plan.

I counted down the seconds. At four minutes and fifty-six seconds, I pressed the elevator button and stepped inside. My heart stuttered when I saw Juliet’s sweatpants lying on the floor. The idea of my naughty girl running around the building half-clothed made my already hard cock strain painfully, and my palm twitched with the need to punish her.