Kana’s fingers were poised over the keyboard of her work laptop, eyes flicking nervously outside her cubicle. Her breath hitched slightly as she glanced down, the muted glow of her phone screen nestled discreetly in her lap.
‘Oh, gosh, am I really doing this again…?’ she internally sighed.
It was a risk—too much of a risk, really. Yes, she’d told herself a million times to stop doing this (especially not at work!). And yet, that restless, telltale little itch was already overriding her better judgment.
“Get it together,”
Kana whispered to herself, tone softly scolding.
“Later. Just wait until later…”
Still…no one ever noticed her, anyway. Quiet, boring old Hoshizawa-san could probably burst into flames, and it would take the office an hour to even notice the smoke. She was too polite, too unremarkable. But, truth be told, that was exactly how Kana liked it—perfect for hiding her little…distractions.
Kana longed to thumb over the phone screen and open the usual tab, the one she kept just a swipe away. But she hesitated, biting her lip as she fought off the temptation. This was a bad habit. A really bad one, she knew. But the thrill of…getting away with it, of indulging in something so…filthy right under everyone’s noses—was just too much to resist.
She squirmed in her seat, trying to ignore the frustrating ache that gnawed at her insides. Her thighs pressed together instinctively, sending a small shock of barely-there pleasure up her spine, and that was all it took to take down her fragile defenses.
‘Just a…small break,’ Kana justified. ‘Just a peek.’ Surely she could handle that…?
As she hesitantly opened her favorite porn site on her phone, slipping a discreet hand between her legs, Kana quickly found herself stifling quiet gasps and moans at her own teasing rubs.
The familiar relief and excitement sent Kana into a trance—lost enough in reverie that she didn’t even notice the person who was watching her, witnessing her secret indulgence.