Office after hours: slow tease on veiny shaft

After the office lights dim and the last coworker leaves, she lingers at his desk, her white shirt half-unbuttoned, platinum hair catching the fading sunlight through the blinds. She's been eyeing him all day, building that ache, and now with privacy secured, she sinks to her knees on the wooden floor, fingers tracing the veins on his hardening cock, her breath warm and teasing against the tip. Her lips part slowly, enveloping just the head in a soft, deliberate suck, eyes lifting to meet his in the POV gaze, a low hum vibrating as she swirls her tongue languidly, drawing out every pulse of anticipation before taking him deeper, her white shirt slipping off one shoulder with the motion.