you choose to?

You stand alone in the gym as the doors slam shut.

"Fuck. This situation again." you say out loud.

"I could just leave. Go see Carl. Grab some lunch. Or go to her office...And from what she said earlier it doesn't sound pleasant."

You imagine Ms Harley's chiseled six-pack in front of you and a thick hairy cock stiffening inches from your eyes. Her plump, swollen balls flexing and contracting in anticipation on releasing its thick, delicious cream.

"Wait...delicious?" you ask yourself confused.

"Oh fuck this...I'm gonna."