Matias's Workplace Entanglement

Matias, ensconced in his cubicle, can't concentrate on his work. The hum of the fluorescent lights and the distant hum of traffic outside the window are no match for the persistent throb of his arousal. His mind keeps drifting back to the stolen moments, the illicit touches, the whispered promises. The scent of her perfume still lingers on his skin, a secret aroma that only he can detect, a constant reminder of their shared transgression. His heart races as he imagines her hands on him, her breath hitching as he teases her, their bodies entwined in a dance of forbidden desire.

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