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In the dimly lit office, a married man's hand strays to his crotch, his office attire doing little to conceal his bulging excitement. His zipper descends, revealing his massive, uncut cock, already hard and leaking pre-cum. He grips it firmly, his hand moving in long, steady strokes. The sound of his hand meeting flesh fills the room, punctuated by his ragged breaths. His office chair squeaks softly, a rhythmic accompaniment to his self-pleasure. His eyes are closed, his mind filled with fantasies of his wife's body, her moans, her touch. His strokes become faster, more urgent, until with a final, shuddering gasp, he comes, his cum spilling onto the carpet, a testament to his forbidden office pleasure.