Stealthy affairs: a tale of office espionage and secret liaisons

In the heart of a bustling city, amidst towering glass buildings, an AI-generated image flickered to life. The screen displayed a scene straight out of an espionage thriller: a woman, her long hair tied back in a hair bow, clad in an office uniform with short sleeves and a skirt that just skimmed the knee. As she leaned over her desk, her ass clad in a micro g-string lace panty peeked out. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she subtly fingered a small device, her other hand hidden under the desk, stealthily fingering something else. Suddenly, the office door creaked open, and from behind stood a middle-aged woman with short hair, her eyes sharp and calculating. In one swift move, she lifted the skirt of her leather skirt, exposing the other woman's ass, and grabbed it stealthily before disappearing back into the corridor, leaving the office in a whirlwind of surprised gasps.