It pounded and ached beneath its metal covering, but trying to grind any satisfaction from it only made the throbbing desperation for an orgasm worse...."I'll just put these here," Missy teased, timidly. She placed her slightly damp underwear on my quivering stomach. "Mmm," she moaned, quietly, "this is so naughty. I can't believe I'm doing this." The smell of Missy's perfume seemed to fill the room and dominated my senses. Somehow I was able to focus on the sound of her playing with herself. The. . coffee. He couldn't get enough of the stuff. His old desk was only a couple of paces from the break room where the coffee maker was kept. This meant only a minute or so was all it took to get a fresh cup. Now with his office being across the room from the break room it took considerably longer to get one as he had to walk across the room. This meant walking past everyone in the office, and while he wasn't overly social, he did like to talk. One person he did like talking to especially was. More

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