Scene Description:

There's nothing wrong with a little office flirtation—unless it's the filthy, hands-on kind. When Charles spots the new girl Natasha bent over the copier in that tiny, ass-hugging skirt, he doesn't waste time with small talk. He slides right up behind her, gripping her hips and groping her tits like he owns them, right there in the middle of the open office. Natasha's eyes go wide as his fingers slip under her skirt and start working her over, but the shock melts fast into dripping, desperate heat she can't bring herself to stop. When the boss strolls in, she freezes, certain they're both screwed—but he just keeps walking like Charles finger-fucking the new hire is standard procedure. Looks like Natasha's going to have to get used to an office where free-use fucking is the real dress code.