Chapter 145 The Tense Moment Under the Table

The security guard came to the location where Paul and Emma had just been, shining a flashlight.

"I saw a figure here just now, am I mistaken?" The security guard scratched his head in confusion, then sat directly at Paul's desk.

Next to Paul's desk was an empty table with a large space underneath, just enough to accommodate Paul and Emma hiding.

"Why isn't he leaving?" Paul frowned and said in a very low voice.

Suddenly, Paul and Emma both heard the sound of a game notification in their ears.

"He's slacking off—playing games!" Emma whispered in Paul's ear.

"Darn it, how long do we have to stay here? I can't handle this hard floor for much longer," Paul muttered in frustration.

"Darn it, are you going to fight him? What are you doing? I won't let you fight such a big monster? Oh, damn it, you lousy target, why do I have such a terrible teammate like you?" The security guard played the game and kept trash-talking.

His voice was so loud that Paul figured even if he and Emma talked normally, the guard wouldn't hear a thing.

Emma suddenly turned Paul's face towards her and asked him with a serious expression, "Master, answer me, if I find another man, you really won't be jealous?"

Paul suddenly fell silent, and his silence was considered another kind of answer by Emma.

"Are you tacitly agreeing?" Emma's eyes reddened slightly, feeling disappointed by Paul's attitude.

Emma suddenly extended her feet wrapped in black stockings between Paul's legs. "Well, in that case, I'll go on a date with that man. Skip dinner, shopping, and movies. Just drink, then tease him under the table."

Paul hadn't fully put on his pants yet, and Emma's foot slipped right into his boxers, the smooth nylon brushing against him.

Paul's penis quickly erected, and his face showed a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Watching Paul's expression, Emma's mouth curled up in satisfaction as she continued, "Think he'll get as hard as you? Then he'll take me to a random place, maybe a hallway, maybe a bathroom."

Paul's penis became thicker, like a burning iron rod, the scorching heat making Emma's soles hotter.

She pressed harder, her feet moving with purpose, even using both to tease and stroke his penis, her soles sliding over the sensitive tip.

"Do you think he will kiss me, grope my tits, and slip his hand down to my pussy until I'm dripping wet? Then he'll pick me up and ruthlessly shove his cock right into my wet vagina. Even so, would you allow me to meet him?" Emma's delicate voice was like a succubus whispering a sex story in Paul's ear.

Paul's penis had swollen to its limit by now, his body seemed to be on fire, his cheeks as red as fire.

"Emma, are you challenging me? Since you put it that way, why don't I indulge you?" Paul's rationality had been suppressed by lust, and he pounced on Emma under the table, spreading her legs.

The tight pants outlined the contours of Emma's genitals.

Paul heavily breathed as he undid the buttons on Emma's pants and pulled them down.

"Wait, Paul, Master, don't do this, the security guard hasn't left yet." Emma suddenly became nervous at this moment. She wanted to make love with Paul, but didn't want other men to watch.

"What are you afraid of? If we're caught, we can all have sex together." Paul stared at Emma's lower body with red eyes, looking like a demon whose rationality had been clouded by lust.

"Trust me, the feeling of having sex with three people is really great!" Paul said, his hand sliding between Emma's genitals. His fingers worked her folds with practiced ease, teasing and probing until he found her clit, circling it with just the right pressure.

Emma's body trembled, the stimulation from her genitals made her want to scream, but she tightly covered her mouth.

Suddenly, Emma's eyes widened as Paul inserted two fingers into her vagina!

Emma's body trembled violently, her head hit the table with a loud noise.

Emma widened her eyes in horror as she heard the sound of a chair being moved.

At that moment, Paul also regained his senses and nervously looked outside the table.

"What's that sound?" The security guard's puzzled voice rang out, and then the flashlight beam happened to sweep over Paul and Emma's location.