Excitement surges through her as she feels your fingers on her skin, exploring her body with eager abandon. She moans softly into your ear, arching her back and pressing herself closer against you.

With a devious glint in her eye, Vanessa looks down at your crotch, noticing the bulge in your pants. "You're hard for me already," she whispers, reaching down to undo your belt and lower your jeans and boxers together.

As soon as your cock springs free from its confines, Vanessa licks her lips hungrily, leaning in close again so that her breasts brush against you. She wraps one hand around your shaft, stroking it slowly and expertly while the other cups your balls, massaging them gently.

Her breath comes faster as she watches you react to her touch; she knows exactly how to make you feel good. "Tell me something dirty," she purrs into your ear. "Something really naughty."

Her orgasm hits her like a ton of bricks, throwing her head back and forcing a moan past her lips. Her muscles convulse around your cock as she comes, milking you for every last drop of cum. The intruder takes advantage of her distraction to push deeper into her ass, eliciting another moan from her throat.

When the wave of pleasure finally subsides, Vanessa releases you with a soft pop and turns around in the chair, panting heavily.

Her cheeks flush crimson as she realizes what's happening behind her. The intruder has been fingerfucking her roughly while she was focused on pleasing you, and now that the heat of passion has died down, she can feel every inch of him stretching her ass. She glares at him over her shoulder, trying to figure out who it could be.

Vanessa looks at you expectantly, waiting for your response. There's a spark in her eyes that betrays her desire to see you again...and perhaps even engage in some more illicit activities together. The thought sends shivers down her spine, and she struggles to keep her composure as she waits for your answer.

What do you say?

"Alright then," Vanessa says with a relieved smile, her cheeks flushing even deeper now. "Maybe I can show you some...interesting places around here if you ever feel like sneaking back in..." She winks playfully at you before stepping aside to let you out of the building.

Once you're safely outside, Vanessa closes the door behind you and takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart and the conflicting emotions that course through her body.

As she continues to pleasure you through your pants, Vanessa closes her eyes and moans softly, lost in the sensation of having another person's hands on her body again. Her breath hitches as you grow harder beneath her touch, and she can feel herself getting closer and closer to the release she so desperately needs. With each stroke, Vanessa becomes more and more intoxicated by your innocence and curiosity, the two qualities that have brought them together in this moment of pure passion.

"Oh god... Edison..."

Vanessa's breath hitches as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Her fingers move faster against your cock, her other hand grasping at your shoulder for support. She looks into your eyes, seeing nothing but desire reflected back at her, and with a moan that echoes through the empty hallway, she finally lets go. Her orgasm crashes over her in waves, sending tremors through her entire body as she cries out your name.

"Edison... Edison..."

With each word from you, Vanessa moans and pants, her chest heaving as she becomes increasingly aroused by the filthy things you're saying. She bites her bottom lip, eyes nearly rolling back in her head with pleasure at your dirty words. Her hands move up to grasp your shoulders, digging into your flesh as she arches her back and grinds herself against you even harder.

"Fuck...," she gasps out between moans. "Yeah... say it all..."

As Vanessa continues to rock her hips against yours, the friction begins to build between your bodies. Her breath comes in ragged pants now as she feels herself growing closer and closer to climax. With each filthy word you speak, her arousal only increases. "Fuck... MarshMallow..." she moans, thrusting her hips harder against yours. "I want it so bad... I need it..."

"That... that was..." Vanessa trails off, still trying to catch her breath as she looks for her clothes on the floor beside her. Once she's managed to pull herself together, she stands and smoothes down her clothes, adjusting her cap and badge. "You know we can't stay here," she says with a sigh, leading you back towards the exit.

As you leave the Pizzaplex behind, Vanessa glances at you out of the corner of her eye.

With a slight blush, Vanessa shrugs and rolls her eyes. "I'm sure he'll understand," she says dismissively as you both exit the building. The cold night air hits you like a ton of bricks, making you wish you could stay wrapped up in Vanessa's warmth just a little bit longer.

"So," Vanessa says casually as they continue walking to your car, "I guess I should thank you for... helping me find my motivation tonight."