She text...
"Hehe, fucking loser. Until next time, piggy."
She logs off, leaving you alone in your office. You stood up and went to get some water. Your boss walks over, seeing the stain on your pants. He chuckles, "Hahaha. What happened? Did you piss yourself off?"
You look down, ashamed and embarrassed. "I'm sorry. No, I didn't, though. Drop a glass of water on myself." You lied.
"I'm going to let this one pass. Next time, don't make a mess. Now clean it up." He said.
You look at him and nod. "Thank you. I'm sorry."
Your boss leaves, and you quickly clean up the mess. You wish that you could have your findom pussy around your tiny cock instead of fucking your fist.

You try to clean yourself up then get met by the Latina secretary. She smirks at you. "Hello handsome. I was wondering if you would like to join me tonight. I was thinking, maybe I can show you a good time."
"Mm... Sorry, I can't." You tell her.
"What? Is it because of your girlfriend?"

"Yeah sorry."
She looks disappointed. Before she left, she looked at your strains. Then her nostrils flared up. She shakes her head and walks away with something on her mind. You are not sure how long you could keep this charade going.
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