Bonaerens, the office's hottest employee, finds himself alone during lunch. Unable to ignore his persistent hard-on, he decides to play a dangerous game. He locks the door, closes the blinds, and begins to touch himself, his hand moving rhythmically over his stiff cock. The risk of being caught only heightens his arousal. He imagines his colleagues walking in, catching him in the act, and the thought sends waves of pleasure through him. He strokes faster, his body tensing as he nears orgasm, only stopping when he hears the distant sound of footsteps approaching.