let you do your work

The remainder of your morning goes quickly. Mr. Brown runs you through his most important clients, the various staff you need to know and gets you set up with essential stuff like a keycard for the building and a User ID for your laptop.

He also points out a small air freshener on the edge of your desk that you overlooked before. He explains that the scent it emitted every 15 minutes was scientifically formulated to make people more agreeable and was to be kept stocked up for important clients. You turn it on as instructed and don't think much more on it.

After that he leaves you for a while as you unpack your things and begin setting up your laptop. Before you know it lunch has come and gone and Mr. Brown returns to his office, asking to be left in private for a time.

Later, as you are writing out a few draft emails you feel the need to get up and stretch your legs a little. Walking near the glass dividing wall you hear a grunt from the other side. You stop and listen carefully.

There it is again, is he moving furniture in there or something?

Standing quite still, you press your ear to the glass, you can feel your heart beating in your chest.

Mr. Brown's voice can be heard from the other side.

"Ughh, yeah, all of it"

Is he....? No way, who would do that?

You listen closer, your heartbeat intensifying, pulse pounding in your ears as you strain to listen.

"Fucking swallow it you slut"

Damn, no one else has gone in, he has to be jerking off.

At this point you notice a crack in the blinds, if you were careful and quiet you might just be able to peek inside.