Jake stood in the hall watching the meeting continue. The woman who had been Tom continued to stand in front of the display, but she shifted slightly, shaking her wide hips. She looked at her colleagues and blushed and bit her lips. slowly she slipped off her micro miniskirt and panties, revealing her the neatly trimmed auburn hair that framed her glistening pussy. She kicked the clothing aside, her eyes locked onto the documents in front of her as if nothing has changed. She spread her legs wide to give everyone a clear view of her swollen, pink lips. She began to run her fingers over her mound, her touch light and teasing at first, but growing more insistent as she became more aroused. Her fingers dippped between her folds, circling her clit before sliding inside her wet channel. She let out a soft moan, her hips bucking slightly as she began to finger herself in earnest, her eyes fluttering closed.
The woman who had been Mike, watched this with rapt attention, dropping the pen she was using to take notes. Her eyes are glazed with lust as she watched Tom's fingers disappear into her pussy. She could feel her own arousal growing, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She tentatively reached down, her fingers brushing against her own wet folds. She let out a soft whimper, her hips bucking as she inserted first one, then two fingers into her tight channel. She pumped them in and out, her fingers glistening with her juices. She pulled her fingers out, a long trail of cum stretching from her pussy to her hand. She brought her fingers to her lips, tasting her own essence with a low groan of pleasure.
Aaron started rummaging through her bag, pulling out the sleek, pink device. She turned it on, the low buzz filling the air as she slid between her thighs. She let out a soft gasp as the vibrator came into contact with her sensitive clit, her hips bucking as she began to grind against it. She used one hand to hold the vibrator in place, while the other grasped the edge of the table, her knuckles white as she tried to maintain some semblance of control. Her eyes are glazed with pleasure, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she fucked herself with the vibrator.
Jake was rock hard by now. He fumbled with his zipper and freed his cock from his underwear, feeling the cool air conditioned breeze on the tip. Just then, he heard voices behind him. Mr. Thompson the owner and Jenn Veppa, hear of HR.
“Tom, this has to stop,” he heard Jenn say curtly.
“But they do amazing legal work, despite their lack of convention,” he heard Mr. Thompson protest.
“Yes, responded Jenn, “but the impact on workplace moral, not to mention liability…” the voices rounded the corner and came face to face with Jake, like a deer in the headlights, his cock in hand as the lawyers in the conference room continued masturbating.
Mr. Thomson’s eyes went wide, while Jenn scowled and said “Jake Meyers, really?”
Jake started to formulate an excuse, but Jenn stopped him. “Put that away and wait here while we take care of the lawyers…” Jenn demanded. Jenn grabbed Mr. Thompson and pulled him into the conference room, ready to lay down the law on the slut lawyers. Jake needed to think quick.