The call center's graveyard shift hums with the distant chatter of agents on the line, but Vxi's desk is quiet, her headset off as she leans back in her chair, legs spread beneath the desk. Her hands roam, caressing her breasts through her blouse, pinching her nipples until they harden. She's a picture of restraint, but the office's emptiness and the late hour embolden her. Her hand slides down, fingers pushing her skirt up, revealing her bare, shaved pussy. She's wet, her fingers glistening as she strokes her clit, then plunges them inside, her breath hitching as she fucks herself in the silent office, her moans growing louder, bolder, as she nears her climax.