How To Catch A Coworker

Charlie Forde sets up her laptop camera and spreads out on the couch, fingering her shaved blonde pussy until she comes hard. She saves the file in a folder she labeled "Private," knowing nosy little Summer Col will peek the second she leaves the room. Summer shows up later for the work meeting. Charlie waits ten minutes, then says she needs to grab something and slips out—but she stays just around the corner, watching. The second Summer thinks she’s alone she opens the laptop. She finds the clip and her jaw drops. On-screen, Charlie is moaning, rubbing her natural tits while two fingers work her slick folds. Summer bites her lip, shoves her hand down her own shorts, and starts grinding against her knuckles, eyes glued to the screen. Charlie steps back in, catches her red-handed. Summer scrambles for a lame excuse, but Charlie just laughs and tells her the whole setup was on purpose. "I wanted to see what you’d do." Summer’s cheeks burn, but her fingers are still wet, and the tension snaps. They crash together right there on the couch—blonde hair everywhere, hands sliding under clothes, mouths locked while the forgotten laptop keeps playing the filthy preview of what’s happening live.