Janitor

You look over your shoulder to see what the noise see. It turns out you hadn't locked the door behind you when you barged in, and now a middle-aged man in a cleaner's uniform has entered. He has one foot in the office and half his body in, but has stopped as he sees you and Carmen on the couch. The name tag on his uniform says "Carl." Carl's mouth is wide open and he looks surprised with 1 hand on the door handle and the other grasping the long tube of a vacuum cleaner.

You hear a gasp from Carmen as she realizes what's going on, and you turn back to her to see her frantically closing her legs with your cock still embedded inside her, and using her hands to try to cover up as much of her private areas as possible. You look back at Carl and he is about to leave, when you call out to him.

"Wait!" you shout. You feel Carmen squirm on your cock, while Carl stops and stares at you.

"No... please, that's not the deal," Carmen whispers, just loud enough for you to hear.

You decide to ignore her for now, beckoning Carl to come over. He hesitates at first, unsure of what to do, but when you don't stop waving him over, he eventually gives in to his curiosity and drops the vacuum cleaner by the doorway and walks slowly over to the couch. He stops about ten feet away from you and Carmen, keeping a respectable distance, although he does strain his neck to the side a little just to try to sneak a peek at the area where you and Carmen are joined at the hip.

"Please..." Carmen begs in a harsh whisper, although Carl is close enough now to hear her. In response, you grab her knees and pry her legs apart with much effort. True to her ninja training, her thighs are really strong, but you have the advantage of being inside of her and every twitch of your cock causes her to lose concentration and allow you to spread her legs. Soon, Carl is treated to the sight of Carmen's 2 nimble hands trying to cover the spot where the base of your cock is barely showing at the entrance of her pussy lips.

"Not bad, huh?" you say to Carl.

"Uh... yes, sir," he replies. A polite fella, even though he's not that decent since he came over when you called to look at the half-naked lady.

Grinning, you turn back to Carmen, whose expression is no longer neutral and betrays her terror.