>>53765837oh but that's where you're wrong, you're a young salaryman surrounded by older sweaty ojisans who've had their eye on you for months now and the temptation is just getting too much. as you undo the top button on your shirt, revealing a little of your chest to try and relieve the heat, you hear a chair wheel back. you think nothing of it until there's a large hand on your shoulder, the heat of it radiating through the sweat-damp fabric of your shirt. there's a strange tension coming from him as he squeezes your shoulder and encourages you to undo another button, it's so hot, you shouldn't hold back. you feel a little shy as your hands move up to your second button down but he's so much more experienced than you, you don't want to outright refuse him. as your fingers fall away from your shirt again, you notice two more shadows fall over you, their eyes shining with an energy that's so unlike their usual tired expressions. button after button you're convinced to undo, realizing along the way where things are going but it's too late to say no and actually, you're pretty turned on by the idea of them taking their turns with you, the thick cocks stretching you out one after another until you'll need help to walk to the bathrooms to clean yourself up from the cum and excess sweat enough to put you slacks back on and re-button up the shirt that started it all
