Yes. God yes.

Thirty minutes later you’re both back in the bullpen, acting completely normal.

Amy casually walks over to Rosa’s desk while Rosa is in Holt’s office. She picks up Rosa’s large water bottle, unscrews the cap, and spits thickly into it three times. Then she dips two fingers into her own soaked pussy, pulls them out glistening, and stirs them into the water before screwing the cap back on. She even adds a little more of her wetness for good measure.

She gives you a tiny, triumphant smirk as she walks back to her desk.

Your turn is bolder.

You wait until Terry steps away to the bathroom, then you pick up his massive protein shake bottle. You quickly pull your cock out under the desk, stroke yourself furiously for twenty seconds, and shoot a thick rope of cum directly into the bottle. You swirl it around, then place it back exactly as it was.

Amy watches the whole thing from across the bullpen and bites her lip so hard you think she might draw blood.

The game escalates quickly.