Eric was satisfied. He arranged his clothes, put on his pants, arranged his position, everything was back to the same as before, and I slowly took up the tissue and wiped my hands.
Just as I was about to leave, someone suddenly walked into the office without knocking. It's too late for me to leave.
"Here."
I went under Eric's desk again.
I shrank again in that narrow corner, listening to the increasing number of people in the conference room.
In front of me is Eric's lower body.
Eric started making businesslike remarks.
I started to molest Eric. I raised my hand and touched Eric's lower body.
"Um..." Eric couldn't help but yell.
At the conference table, someone asked Eric.
"Mr. Eric, what's wrong."
Eric bit fingers to suppress his shameful moans.
"It's okay, you continue..."
I replaced my fingers with my tongue, took off Eric's pants again, and started licking him from the ankle up, and bit on him gently.
Eric almost bit his lip, and then couldn't help groaning.