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Unfinished Business
In the quiet of his apartment, a man, still in his business attire, begins to unravel. He's been wound up all day, and his cock throbs with unspent desire. He sheds his jacket, his tie, and his shirt, revealing a chiseled torso. His pants come next, pooling around his ankles. He leans against the wall, one hand braced above him, the other wrapping around his engorged cock. He strokes slowly, deliberately, his hips rolling with each pull. His eyes flutter closed, his mouth parts, and a low groan escapes. His pace quickens, his grip tightens, and his body tenses, but just as he's about to blow, the doorbell rings. He freezes, his body trembling with the effort to hold back his orgasm, leaving him teetering on the edge, his cock still painfully hard.