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The night shift brings an unexpected thrill as the lonesome worker finds solace in the quiet solitude of the office. The stockroom, a secret haven, becomes his sanctuary. He toes off his shoes, the vinyl floor cold against his bare feet. His hand slips into his pants, wrapping around his eager cock. He imagines the boss's seductive gaze, her whispered promises of promotions and power. His strokes quicken, his breath hitching as he chases his release, his cum staining his hand, a secret he'll keep until the morning light reveals his illicit pleasure.