Didn’t expect to see her there. Blonde in a fitted blazer—hair down, lipstick smudged from biting too hard—sucking his nuts like they’re dessert after work. Legs crossed but skirt hiked just enough to show lace panties already soaked. He tries to pull away, but she grips tighter, tongue flicking against sensitive skin while her free hand slides up his thigh. Moans get louder when he finally lets go of that chair leg and grabs her hair instead.
