After climaxing, I leaned weakly against Mike's stomach. He picked up my phone and looked at my chat history and photos with Master Hong.
He bent down, put his hand into my skirt, and checked how wet my pussy was through my panties.
In a teasing tone by my ear, he said, "So you like this at work, huh?"
I lowered my head shyly. I never expected to get caught the first time I masturbated in the office.
"Can I play with you often from now on?" His hand stroked my pussy through the panties.
"Squish squish… squish squish…" My clit oozed warm fluids under his fingers.
In an open office, any sound easily attracts attention.
I didn't want him to catch me again, and I was afraid colleagues would notice. I pushed his hand away and whispered, "No."
More fluids kept flowing out with louder sounds. I looked around nervously and covered my mouth with my hand.
"No… no…" I shook my head and begged him, terrified of being discovered.
Mike intensified his movements.
He knelt in front of me, reached under my skirt with both hands, and quickly pulled my panties down along my legs.
He brought his nose close to the panties and took a deep sniff, inhaling the scent of my juices. Smiling at me, he tucked the panties into his pocket. That wicked grin seemed to declare something.