The office lights dimmed to a sultry glow as the last of the team clocked out, leaving Mike and Sarah alone amid glowing monitors and half-empty espresso cups. Sarah leaned against her desk, arms crossed, her sharp eyes catching the way Mike shifted in his chair. "You know, Mike," she said with a wicked grin, "for a guy who just debugged that impossible API, your concentration's slipping. Or is that just your pants lying to me?" Mike chuckled, leaning back with a smirk. "Sarah, if wit were code, you'd be running the whole server farm. But don't pretend you haven't been eyeing the hardware all night." She stepped closer, voice low and teasing. "Hardware, huh? Let's see if it's as impressive as your pull requests." Her gaze dropped, spotting the unmistakable hard bulge straining against his slacks. "Well, well—looks like someone's algorithm is overheating." Mike's breath hitched, but he fired back, "Careful, or I'll have to optimize that sharp tongue of yours." Sarah laughed, dropping to her knees with confident grace, her strong hands already working his zipper. "Optimizing? Darling, I'm rewriting the script." She freed his hard cock, wrapping her lips around it in a hungry blowjob, her pussy already wet and dripping with anticipation as she took him deep. Mike groaned, grabbing her ass firmly while she moaned around him, both soon sweating and panting in the charged air. "God, Sarah, you're insatiable," he panted. She pulled back just enough to retort, "And you're predictable—now shut up and enjoy the upgrade." Her own fingers slipped between her thighs, rubbing her dripping pussy until she came first with a sharp cry, body trembling. Mike followed moments later, shooting cum everywhere across her lips and the office floor as they both collapsed, horny and spent in the afterglow.
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