Sandy comes in as Morgan cums

That's when I feel the release I need, with pleasure pulsing throughout my building. It's everything I needed. As I come down from my orgasmic high, I open my eyes to see Sandy frozen in the doorway, her mouth agape. For some reason, I shift into my normal position, despite the abnormality of the situation.

"Uhh, I, um, should come back, yeah?"

"Well, you've seen everything now."

"Well, I-I just wanted to know if you wanted something from the Chinese place nearby."

"Sure. You know my order, right?"

Sandy nods before shuffling out of my office. I smile, knowing that she saw me pleasuring myself. For all I know, she could have been watching for a few seconds. If she did, I hope she liked what she saw, because I love what I see when I look at her. I'd love to dive head first into those massive mounds on her chest, or to between her thick, creamy thighs. God, the thought of her is getting me all worked up again.