You were very aroused by her in this moment, and pictured her standing in front of you in her bra and panties. You were happy to be sitting behind your desk, so your throbbing cock was hidden. But this still bothered you. If Bobbi WASN'T Mistress Fire, and she was about to open a package from her ... you were terrified of the possibility! But it was too late now, she was cutting the tape, pulling open the flaps. Her eyes got big as she saw what was inside. You were already bright red in shame. She slowly pulled something out from the box. You wanted to crawl under your desk and die, the anticipation was killing you!
Finally she showed you what was in the box - a cell phone. Not something nice and new like an iphone, this one was a few generations old. Kind of like a prepaid phones.