I stayed inside the restroom for at least thirty minutes.
I wasn’t even doing anything. I was just sitting there on the toilet lid and clutching my bag on my lap while trying to regulate my breathing.
What the hell did I just see?
I rubbed my face with both hands.
He didn’t see me, right? No way he saw me! I walked away fast. I didn’t even make a sound. But still, the image…
His back. Their moans. Their expressions.
Oh my God! I didn't sign up to see a live porn in my workplace!
I groaned under my breath and lightly slapped my cheeks.
They should be finished by now right? Or how many minutes should a quickie goes? Or did they even do quickie? I don't know! How would I know?!
Shit.
Get it together, Atasha!
After some time, I finally went back to my desk, keeping my head low, a
