My blood ran hot as Victoria’s eyes locked directly onto mine through the cracked door.

For one endless second, time froze. Her fingers were still buried deep inside her glistening pussy, her skirt hiked up around her waist, her chest heaving. The wet sounds of her arousal still echoed faintly in the quiet office.

“Miss… Hayes?” Her voice cracked, a mix of shock, horror, and something much darker.

I should have run. Instead, I pushed the door open slowly and stepped inside, my own pussy throbbing so hard it hurt.

“I… I forgot my phone and charger,” I whispered, my voice low and husky. My eyes dropped shamelessly to her...