The Receptionist

As the elevator doors to his floor opened, Josh was greeted by a whimper. Sophie, the receptionist, was leaning back in her chair, her skirt pulled up, her eyes shut as she stroked her cock. At the sound of the elevator doors shutting, she opened her eyes. "Oh! Hi Josh!" she said. She was in her mid-30s, with small (but cute) breasts, a short undercut, dark purple lipstick, and cute black thigh-highs that accentuated the creamy insides of her thighs. Josh waved hi back, mesmerized by how her fingers teased her delicate girlcock. She was leaking a little.