Alejandro, in the throes of a mid-afternoon rut, can't resist the temptation of his empty office. He locks the door, ensuring no unexpected visitors will interrupt his plans. He takes a seat in his leather office chair, leaning back as he frees his erection from his pants. The dim lighting casts shadows on his body as he begins to pleasure himself, his hand moving in steady, rhythmic motions. The only sounds in the room are the soft moans he tries to suppress and the faint hum of the office machinery outside, adding an unexpected symphony to his private concert.