Not nice enough I guess

You sit on the edge of your desk, naked from the waist down. You're burning and absolutely need to finish the job. Luckily you have 45 minutes until your next interview so you won't be interrupted again.

You slide your hand to your burning pussy. Interruption had briefly tempered your arousal, but it only takes a second of clitoral prodding to get your juices flowing in earnest once more. Soon enough your swishing your hand firmly across your sloppy lips and emitting hushed moans as your pleasure grows.

You massage your clit faster and faster, and the warmth of impending orgasm wells up inside you. You whip your hand back and forth across your sopping vulva like a windshield wiper. Your juices splatter in every direction, and you moan impatiently as your pleasure grows. You are on the verge.

Warmth spills from your groin and consumes your body. The sweet sensation elicits a giggle and a sigh. Your orgasm was surprisingly weak. The let down of lost cock must have dampened your enjoyment. It was more depressing than satisfying.

You while away the next half hour or so in front of a computer screen, flipping constantly between your work and pictures of half naked men. The phone rings and you are once again standing in front of your desk, poised to impress with a brilliant smile, trying to hide your still burning arousal.