She's meant to be filing, but the sight of him, bent over the copy machine, ass cheeks peeking out from his too-tight pants, has her distracted. She watches him, eyes locked on his bulge, imagining what it would feel like to have that monster stretching her. She can't resist; she approaches, hand reaching out, touching the heat through his pants. He turns, surprise turning to lust as she drops to her knees, eager to worship his BBC.