Another day in the office

After your chat with Mia, you find yourself unable to focus on your work. Your thoughts keep drifting back to her: that red teddy, her brown eyes, her shaking legs sinking to the floor. Another woman seemingly throwing herself at you, and all you can do is grin and bear it.

Then a thought strikes you - this was the first time that Mia had done anything like that without Karina present. Would your daughter be jealous, like she was of Nadia? Shit. You hadn't even considered it.

"Hey, Lev. Got a minute?"

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of Maria's voice. She's standing on the other side of your cube, looking down at you from above.

"Sure, what's up?"

"I was hoping you could help me with something on my laptop. Do you mind?"

"Not at all. Where is it?"

"Back at my desk."

You stand up and follow her. By the time you round your cubicle, she has already started walking away. It's odd - her voice sounded stiff, strained. You worry. Maybe she is about to yell at you about what happened earlier. Then you remember the app. It's much more likely she is going to try to seduce you, or something.

Either way, you admire her swaying hips as she walks. The pencil skirt clings to her frame, showing off her curves and the plump mounds of her ass. The sight further teases your aching cock, which is already combating your willpower after your texts with Mia.

"Here we are," she says, stepping aside to point into a small office room - some kind of shared space for meetings. A broad window looks out onto the city behind her. Her laptop sits at a desk in the room. You step inside, and she follows behind you. The door clicks shut, barely audible.

"Maria, what's going on?" you ask, turning to face her.

"Sorry, Lev. My laptop is fine. I just wanted to talk with you in private... About earlier."

"Oh?"

Her eyes are downcast, but she creeps closer to you. A blush grows on her cheeks.

"I... I wanted to say I am sorry. I know it was inappropriate. I don't know what came over me. The first moment I touched you, I felt like I could trust you... like I wanted you. I don't know what happened. I truly don't."

"It's alright, Maria. Really. I only hope I did not make you uncomfortable with my..."

Her eyes flicker to your groin - to your erection. Her tongue snakes across her lips. Then her eyes snap back to yours.

"It's not that... It's been a while since I've been with anyone. Work has taken up too much of my time and I have had none left to go on dates or meet people. So when you touched me, it was like opening the gates. A lot of pent-up... energy... came out." She blushes further. "Well, not come out. I mean... I don't know."

"I understand. I've been there before." You step closer to her - only a foot apart - and raise a hand to her shoulder. She recoils against your touch, before returning to it with a subtle purr. "There's an easy fix."

"What is it?" she asks. She leans into you, and her eyes are closed. Not as if into a kiss - as if into the abyss. Your hand slides down her shoulder, along her arm, and onto her hand. You raise it to your lips and press a soft kiss onto her fingers. "Oh," she whimpers.

It's obvious the poor woman needs something. Release, perhaps. Despite working towards your own goals, you can't help but feel it is your duty to help her. So you do.