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Masturbation in the wrong place
When the accidental becomes inevitable
Elena was never an ordinary woman. At 42, she was the embodiment of success — CEO of a promising tech start-up in Boston, divorced and the owner of a confidence that made men tremble. Her athletic body and penetrating gaze were powerful weapons in a game she mastered like no other.
On that October afternoon, fate was preparing an encounter that would change everything. The Market Basket’s underground car park would be the unlikely setting for a scene of pure eroticism and power.
Elena walked determinedly, her heels echoing on the concrete. Every step was a declaration of intent. Her well-cut suit could barely contain the sensual curves of her body. She oozed sexuality from every pore.
It was then that she noticed a subtle movement in a dark parked SUV. Intrigued, she approached silently. Through the blurred glass, she saw a man completely absorbed in his own pleasure.
He appeared to be around 35, with a fit physique and a face that radiated passion. His hands were in constant motion, moving to an entrancing beat.
Elena experienced a surge of excitement coursing through her body. The primal atmosphere made her feel instantly aroused. She found herself faced with two choices: ignore the situation and…
