Even Less

After what felt like the longest five-minute conversation of my life Susan asked me for some files, so far having shown no indication that she knew what I'd been doing. Thankfully the shock of the situation and the time left sitting in my chair had allowed my cock to calm down somewhat.

Of course, the files she needs would be on the shelf behind me.

I reached for a pen on my desk and acted like I was putting it into one of my desk drawers. When my hand was hidden behind the table however I moved it closer to my legs.

Now where are those pesky things?

I grabbed my briefs and slid them down over my knees.

And there's no way I can slip them back on without her noticing, so...