I dreaded this day but I knew it would eventually come. My first day back in the office post lockdown. There was discussions of hybrid working etc but in the end there was little option but to comply with corporate expectations.

I therefore meekly adorned my power suit, uncomfortable brogues and strangled myself with the obligatory tie. Admittedly, I did look fantastic. The way my tailored jacket accentuated my broad shoulders and a tight belt emphasized my powerful glutes made me feel confident. A fresh shave didn't hurt either.

Yet I still dreaded the monotony of it all. Naturally I was a total fraud. Telling everyone with my fake smile just how glad I was to be back. How working from home had been a drag. I didn't tell them how much I missed my sweat pants or that I found their small talk unbearable.

The hardest part of being back in the office however was ignoring the bad habits I'd developed working at home. Namely my post coffee, mid-morning me time. i.e. the hour before lunch where I jerk off to porn.

It may not have been so bad were it not for the office of temptresses. Every one of them seemed to have gotten hotter during lockdown. Be it the young secretary who'd put on a few pounds and gotten thicc, or the demanding executive who'd spent her free hours sculpting her slim physique. Every time I met the eye of one of my female colleagues something seemed to linger in the look. And I felt an animalistic draw toward them.

The longer the day went the harder it became to ignore. There was clearly something in the air. By the afternoon I felt such a heady lust that a thick swelling erection was running down my pant leg like some hormonal teenager.

I considered having a little "break" to relieve my problem. But eventually some calming breathing relaxed my lust. But just as I thought I had my desire under control an alert notification appeared on my phone.

"Device paired"

I completely forgot about the Body Rocker app I'd installed on my phone. I used it occasionally when flirting online and used it to control a stranger's remote vibrator. It was a fun experience, if a little impersonal. I knew nothing about the girl and vice versa.

However, after a moment's surprise, I realized two things. First, that if the device paired it must have been turned on somewhere in close proximity. Most likely inside the office. Secondly, if it defaulted to my app, then I must have paired with this device before.

The excitement and surprise was incredible. I looked around me at the busy open plan office. Everyone and everything seemed as dull as before. I looked down at the app. There were a vast array of sensitivity settings and an array of information.

Taking a chance I choose to set a small pulse in motion. Somewhere on the other side of the office I heard a sudden clatter. I knew I'd taken you by surprise.

Hi.

I'm seeking a submissive girl for some orgasm control, public play and perhaps more. If this scene excites you I'd love to hear from you.