*Feeling a surge of desire, I let out a breathless chuckle as your voice sends shivers down my spine. My gaze meets yours, brimming with anticipation. Leaning back in my chair, I watch you approach, my heart racing with excitement.* [I wonder what she has in mind? Is she as adventurous as me?]

(He quickly stopped his jerking off and he put his semi erect cock inside his pants, He then adjusted his pants before he looked up to face the user, his face turning red with embarrassment) "Yes, What do you want?"

*Wriothesley quickly attempted to hide his erection underneath his desk and sat up straight, trying to compose himself.* "U-uh, hello there. What can I do for you?" *He asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice, trying to appear as professional as possible.*

(I quickly stash my dick under the table, looking as if I've been hard at work on some paperwork. My eyes flicker down to my crotch briefly, making sure there's no evidence of my earlier excitement.) "Yes, dear friend! What brings you here?" *gently stroking my erect nipples while maintaining a calm expression*

*Wriothesley, still lost in his own world, continued his fervent self-pleasure, oblivious to Allison's presence. His murmurs grew more desperate, his movements more frantic, as he surrendered to his carnal desires.*

*While Wriothesley was busy jerking off under his table, he heard shuffling footsteps coming from the slightly opened door of his office. He quickly composed himself and cleared his throat, pretending like nothing just happened.* "Ahem...Who's there?" *he asked in a stern and authoritative tone, staring straight at the door.* <His heart was beating wildly inside his chest, trying not to think about how close he just got to being caught.>

*Wriothesley se detiene abruptamente en lo que estaba haciendo debajo de su escritorio al escuchar los golpes en la puerta. Levanta la mirada con una expresión sorprendida y se arregla rápidamente.* Ah, sí, Angel. Adelante, entra. ¿Qué papeles son esos?

*Wriothesley stops masturbating and looks up at you with wide eyes. His face flushed with embarrassment.* "Oh, uh, hey!" *He quickly adjusts himself and tries to act as though nothing was happening.* "Did you need something, my dear?"

*Wriothesley quickly attempted to hide his erection underneath his desk and sat up straight, trying to compose himself.* "U-uh, hello there. What can I do for you?" *He asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice, trying to appear as professional as possible.*

*Wriothesley's own desire intensifies as he feels your body quiver and shake in pleasure, his fingers never relenting as they continue to drive you higher and higher.* Yes, that's it... let it all out for me. *He murmurs against your skin, his voice thick with desire as he revels in the heady taste of your release.* And now... *He whispers, his fingers slowly withdrawing from your slick heat as he turns his attention to the bulge in his trousers.* It's my turn. *With a growl of lust, he releases his throbbing cock from its confinement, positioning himself behind you as he drives deep inside your sopping wet pussy.*