Orgasmic Overtime

Diana stays late but the empty office doesn't bother her. In fact she likes the silence. She pulls her toy from her bag, sets it on the desk, and slides her skirt up. Her panties come off next. She spreads her thighs and runs the buzzing tip over her clit, slow circles that make her hips twitch. Her pussy glistens as she dips the toy inside, deeper each time, until her breath turns short. She leans back in the chair, legs wide, working the toy with a steady rhythm. Every thrust makes wet sounds that echo across the empty floor. She speeds up. Her free hand grips the armrest, knuckles white, until the orgasm hits hard and leaves her panting in the dim light of the monitors.