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In the quiet of a dimly lit office, a man's discreet need takes precedence over professional decorum. With a quick glance around, he slides a yogurt bottle beneath the desk, unzips, and lets loose a steady stream of golden relief. The sound of liquid meeting plastic fills the room as he maintains a facade of productivity, his body subtly tensing with each pulse.