A sudden watery gush from the pipe beneath the desk startles the plumber, but not as much as the sight of the wife, her eyes smoldering with anger and something else, standing in the doorway. She's seen it all - his wandering hands, his wife's eager responses, the raw, animalistic coupling that's just begun. The plumber freezes, his cock still hard from their encounter, as the wife storms in, her heels clicking on the tiled floor. "You're not the only one who can play this game," she sneers, pushing him back onto the desk, her hand replacing her wife's, eager to taste the forbidden fruit.