The sterile office environment becomes charged with arousal as Gb, the maid, notices Jc's discomfort. She approaches him, her hips swaying, and whispers, "Let me help you with that." Her fingers trace the outline of his erection through his trousers before she frees it, her eyes widening at the sight. She spits into her palm, coating his length in her warm saliva, and begins to stroke. The sound of her wet hand working his cock fills the room, punctuated by Jc's ragged breaths. Gb's gaze flicks up to meet his, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. She leans in, her breath hot on his tip, before taking him into her mouth, her hand continuing to work his base. Jc's body tenses, and with a low groan, he releases his load into her waiting mouth, Gb swallowing every drop.