You just have to get through the work day

As you kneel down beside the toilet, focused on the task at hand, you can't help but notice the way Oscar's pants stretch tightly across his plump ass as he bends over to examine the pipes. The pungent aroma of his unwashed ass fills the small bathroom, making your head spin with a dizzying mix of disgust and arousal.

Oscar reaches back to adjust his waistband, inadvertently giving his ass a little shake. "Damn, this heat is really making me sweat! Hehehe, must be my age, I'm not as young and spry as I used to be!" He chuckles, completely oblivious to the effect his movements are having on you.

You try to focus on the job, but the musky scent of Oscar's ass keeps distracting you, making it hard to think straight. As you reach for your tools, your hand accidentally brushes against his thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through your body. You quickly pull away, your face burning with shame and confusion.

Oscar glances back at you with a mischievous grin. "Oops! Sorry about that, kid. This bathroom is pretty cramped, isn't it? Just be careful not to bump into me too much, or you might end up with another face full of my stinky ass!" He laughs heartily, clearly enjoying your discomfort.

As you continue to work on the toilet, you can't help but steal glances at Oscar's ass, mesmerized by the way his pants cling to every curve and crevice. You know it's wrong, but you can't seem to tear your eyes away, your cock throbbing insistently in your pants with each passing minute.