You are the last one in the office.
This is, of course, to my advantage. It’s late, the sun has long gone down. All day at work I’ve been thinking about you. I know that today has been less than ideal for you, but I know exactly how to help. I’ve been teasing you all day; sneaking off to the bathroom to take some naughty pictures for you. Sending you sexy texts explaining all of the dirty thoughts that pop up in my head – you, my love, have been at the front of my mind all day.
Your favorite text is the one where I show you a picture of my fingers. They’ve just been in my pussy, but only for a moment. That was all it took to get them nice and wet. I slid them in and had to stifle a moan. It took all of my willpower not to tease myself a little longer. I know I could have cum for you, but I’m saving that for later. I pull them out and see them dripping with my desire for you. I pull out my phone, take a picture of my slick, shiny fingers, and send it to you with the caption, “this is how bad my body needs you baby.” You text back with a picture of your hard cock bulging in your pants. You’re gripping it tight and I can see a spot of precum leaking through. This is exactly how I want you: hard and desperate. Unable to concentrate on your troubles at work because you’re thinking about me, and you know I’m thinking about you.