A few hours pass and you still haven’t done any actual work, but there has been a lot of hot energy between you and the girls. Plenty of flirting and touching you for the slightest reason, bending over in front of you and brushing past you causing their breasts to rub against you even though it’s a big room.
You haven’t been able to leave your desk due to the raging boner in your pants and your starting to suspect the ladies not only know about your stiffy, but are having fun with each other keeping you aroused!
You try to think some mundane thoughts to kill your erection but you keep being greeted by a nice view of boobs or their cleavage, or a round arse poking in the air as one of the girls rifles through a drawer to “fetch” something. You realise that this is a stiffy that wont go away until you’ve blown a load, oh dear!
Resigning yourself to the fact that your boners going nowhere in a hurry, you stop trying to get rid of it and figure that you will hide it under the desk until lunch and then sneak off to the toilets for a quick wank, at least then after lunch you’ll be able to concentrate on something other than pussy! Seems like a good plan……….
“ ? could you please get the large folder from this top shelf for me? Says , pointing to a cumbersome looking object.
“FUUUUUUCK!” you’re brain screams!
All three girls are now watching you, they must know what’s hiding under the desk. Your brain races and you try to think of an excuse but everything’s a blank. Inwardly you sigh and think to yourself “fuck it, here goes nothing.”
You push your chair back and stand up! (proud!)
All three girls look down and ………….
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