Office desk tease after hours builds her ache

After hours in the quiet office, she stayed behind to finish reports, but the day's stress melted into a warm ache between her thighs. Pushing aside papers on the desk, she hiked up her black skirt, the lace tops of her thighhighs framing her spread legs as she settled back, braids falling softly over her shoulders. Her fingers trace delicate circles over her slick folds, parting them gently while her glasses slip down her freckled nose. A low, breathy whimper escapes her lips as her hips rock subtly, building that intimate charge, her body quivering with each teasing stroke in the dim light.