There's something intoxicating about the quiet moments after a long day at the firm. The way the city lights reflect off the rain-slicked streets reminds me of how much I crave that raw, primal connection. Tonight I'm thinking about how good it would feel to have someone's warm mouth wrapped around my cock while I watch the city move below us, their throat working me until I'm spilling cum down their chin. The contrast of corporate power and complete sexual surrender has always been my particular weakness.