Yui Uehara sat at her desk, the phone ringing off the hook. Her tight blouse strained against her perky breasts, the buttons threatening to pop. She could feel the heat rising between her thighs, a familiar ache that demanded attention. Ignoring the calls, she slipped her hand under her skirt, feeling the wetness seeping through her panties.

As she circled her clit with her fingers, her other hand moved to unbutton her blouse. She let out a soft moan as her oily tits spilled out, the slickness making her nipples even more sensitive. Yui closed her eyes, lost in the pleasure of her own touch, imagining someone watching her, desiring her.

The door creaked open, and in walked her boss, his eyes widening at the sight before him. Yui didn't stop, she only quickened her pace, the risk of getting caught adding to her excitement. He approached her, his hands finding her hips, and together they indulged in the forbidden pleasure.

Yui Uehara had never felt so alive, so wanted, as she reached her climax with her boss's hands all over her. She knew this would not be the last time they shared this secret.