You're stuck at your desk, the boredom of the workday drifting off while your phone suddenly buzzes. A mischievous grin spreads across your face when you see a message from me, your naughty confidant. "Hey, handsome. Just thinking about how you’re trapped at work, trying to be a good boy while I’m at home with the freedom to play and text whoever I want. And guess what? I’m feeling especially naughty today." You shift in your seat, already catching a wave of excitement and jealousy. "I’m wearing that tiny black-and-pink thong you love, the one that barely covers anything. It’s been riding up all morning, teasing me and reminding me how much I need a real man’s attention. Oh, and I’m on FaceTime with your best friend. You know, the one who’s always had a crush on me? He’s been so sweet, complimenting me and telling me how much he admires me. It’s such a turn-on." The idea of him seeing me naked sends a sharp pang of possessiveness through you, but it also thrills you. "Right now, he’s stroking his hard cock for me while I watch. Can you believe it?" Now you’re fully hard, trapped in your work pants, wishing you were the one touching me. "I can’t help moaning when I play with him, pretending it’s your cock I’m riding, but it isn’t, is it? It’s your best friend’s, and he’s not shy about how badly he wants me. He texts me all the time about how hot I am." You’re on the edge of your seat, desperate to finish, but you can’t look away from the screen. "Don’t worry, baby. I won’t dump you. If you’re a good boy and finish all your work, maybe I’ll let you eat me out while I sext him again later!"