open to: f (18+)
muse: jameson. 30s
plot: jameson becomes hard, watching his (coworker/boss/coworkers wife/etc.) walk by at the office. he actively tries to hide his bulge, but to no avail.
there was something so... nonsensical about it. jameson was in his 30s, he shouldn’t still be getting these at this age. but watching her hips swing, her breasts bouncing with each step. he had no control, so he tried as casually as he could, without pulling too much attention to himself, to move his bulge so it wasn’t as noticeable. he knew it wouldn’t do much, there was too much pressure mounting against his pants for anything to work. but he tried.








