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In the heart of Tokyo, a typical Japanese businessman retreats to his cramped, windowless office. As the city buzzes outside, he unbuttons his crisp shirt, revealing a lean, tattooed torso. He strokes his growing erection, the only sound the faint hum of the office cooler. His hand glides over his length, fingers slick with pre-cum, as he imagines the secretary's curves bent over his desk. He bites his lip, stifling a moan, as he brings himself to a shuddering, silent climax.