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Working from home: Tips for getting things done

I’m sitting here in my home office, my laptop’s on, the deadline’s looming… and suddenly I feel so bloody hot. My body starts to tingle, my nipples harden beneath my thick jumper, and I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter between my lips. To hell with work! I rip my clothes off. The jumper flies off, the bra flies off, my trousers and knickers end up in a crumpled heap in the corner by the desk. Naked. Finally naked. The cool air caresses my skin; my p***y’s already throbbing with anticipation. The laptop? It’s still running. But there’s no way I can type now. My hands wander of their own accord over my body, over my tits, my flat stomach, deeper. I spread my legs on the office chair, resting my feet on the desk. At first I just stroke my labia, feeling how wet I already am. Then I circle my clit, faster and faster, harder and harder. My fingers glide through my slit, getting wet with my juices. I slide two fingers into my tight p***y, thrusting them in and out whilst my hips press against the chair. My breathing quickens. I moan loudly – screw the neighbours. My fingers get soaking wet, dripping with lust. I feel the orgasm approaching, drawing it on until my whole body is trembling and I’m screaming out loud with pleasure – only now do I realise, F**K! The Zoom call is still on :see_no_evil: