hapter 2: I Worked Late With a Vibrator Buzzing Inside Me While My Boss Fingered Me Over My Desk… Until My Rival Walked In

The executive wing is eerily quiet after seven. Most of the overhead lights are off, leaving only the soft glow of my monitor and the city skyline sparkling through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I’m alone at my desk — or at least I’m supposed to be.

No bra. No panties. The remote vibrator is still buried deep in my pussy, set to a low, teasing pulse that keeps me constantly on edge. My nipples are hard and visible through the thin white blouse I wore today. Every...