“Sir?” The woman had already opened the door and I could already hear her every footstep approaching the table.

“MmHhnn …!” I covered my mouth with my two palms when Adams pound me hard. My heart is shaking along with my trembling hand. I want to stick out my tongue because of sensation, and the thought that someone might see what we are doing —turns me on.

I stared at the sweating Adams, who was banging on me as we squeezed beneath his desk. I'm confident we'll both be caught if we just make a few false moves. Water was flowing from the corner of my eye, covering my lips,...