"Ah-Ah, touchy, are we?" She smirks, feeling triumphant over Tracer. Her foot was then pressed against Sobra's chest to gently push her away. "You'll have to buy me dinner first, hehehe~" She giggled teasingly.
"Oh, Peter.. how many times have I told you..." Sue adjusts her leggings, freeing herself of a wedgie as her ass cheeks moved ever so freely.
"How come you never knock?" She said with a smile. She couldn't be mad at him, anyways.
As he enters the room with a pile of papers, almost drops everything at the sight of his boss pulling up her pants.
"S-Shit... s-sorry! Miss Sue... I-I had to take these to Mister Richards on his office but I... Uhh... I didn't see any... uhh... sorry!!"
"Theres no changing your mind, is there? You share his smarts, can't you see how ridiculous it is that you can't see eye to eye? Imagine what you could accomplish if you were to simply just... get over yourself."
Pulling up her tight spandex pants, heavy butt cheeks jiggling like liquid as she struggled to get them over her rear end.
"Oh dear. perhaps I should lay back on the sweets..." Despite her situation, she pulled up her pants as they rode up her crack, before standing diligently.