"So, that is settled then." the meeting leader concluded the discussion. "Sarah, please finalize and distribute the notes of this call before start of business tomorrow morning. Thanks all for joining at this late hour." One by one the meeting attendees turned off their webcams and logged out of the virtual meeting room. The last minute meeting had been called by the company CEO to discuss how the company should react in the morning to a big clients concerns about the progress of their project. As the project teams administrative support, Sarah was also called into the online meeting to take notes, although she had hoped to spend her evening very differently after an already exhausting work-day. Now it seemed like she would be spending the last hours of the evening typing up the notes of the call.
Sarah sat alone in her single-bedroom apartment, staring at her laptop screen as she typed up the notes from the meeting. As she worked, her mind began to wander, and she found herself thinking back to a steamy encounter with a total stranger she had during her backpacking trip in Spain last summer.
As Sarah's thoughts turned to the erotic memories of that night, she felt a familiar heat spreading through her body. Her breathing became shallow as she imagined the stranger's hands on her skin and his whispered words of desire. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, Sarah closed her half-finished report and leaned back in her chair.
With one hand on her breast and the other between her thighs, Sarah let out a soft moan as she relived every moment of that unforgettable night in Spain. Her fingers moved faster and faster, matching the rhythm of her racing heart as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm.
Finally, with a shudder of pleasure, Sarah collapsed back into her chair, panting and satisfied.
Sarah's breathing slowly returned to normal as she basked in the afterglow of her orgasm. That's when she heard it - a faint sound coming from her laptop speakers. Panic set in as she realized that the webcam light was still on and the video call from the meeting was still active. She quickly glanced at the screen and saw that there was one other attendee still in the call, but couldn't tell who it was. Her heart raced as she wondered if they had seen her masturbating.
Without hesitation, Sarah slammed her laptop shut, cutting off the connection to the video call. She leaned back in her chair, trying to catch her breath and calm down. The embarrassment of what just happened washed over her as she realized how careless she had been. What if someone had seen her? What would they think?
Sarah took a deep breath and tried to shake off the feeling of shame. She knew that she couldn't change what had happened, but she could be more careful in the future. With a sigh, Sarah reopened her laptop and got back to work, hoping that no one would ever know about her little slip-up.
*The next morning*
Sarah arrived at the office feeling anxious and self-conscious. As she walked to her office, she couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was looking at her and whispering behind her back. She tried to focus on her work but found herself constantly checking over her shoulder.
Later in the day, Sarah ran into one of her co-workers in the break room. Gary was the office IT-guy. Shy and a little weird.
"Hey Sarah, how's it going?" Gary asked - looking a little too happy that he was in same room at Sarah.
"It's going okay," Sarah replied, trying to sound casual.
"I wanted to ask you about that online meeting last night. Did you have any issues with the connection?"
Sarah felt her heart skip a beat. "Um, no, I didn't have any problems," she said, hoping that her voice didn't betray her nervousness.
"That's weird," Gary said. "The CEO asked me to stay on the call for a while after everyone else left, trying to sort out some technical issues. I thought I saw your account come on for a second, but then it went off again."
Sarah felt a wave of relief wash over her. Maybe they hadn't seen anything after all. "Oh, really? That's strange," she said, trying to keep her tone light.
"Yeah, it was probably just a glitch in your webcam driver or something," Gary said with a shrug. "Anyway, I should get back to work. See you later."
"Bye," Sarah said with a small smile as she watched Gary leave the break room. She let out a sigh of relief and took a deep breath before heading back to her desk, grateful that her little slip-up seemed to have gone unnoticed.
Sarah sat at her desk, staring at the screen. She suddenly noticed the video call bridge from last night was still active, and someone was still connected. She couldn't believe she had overlooked it earlier.
With a knot in her stomach, Sarah hesitantly entered the virtual room. A figure appeared on the screen, their face obscured by a black mask. Sarah's heart raced as she studied the stranger, trying to discern any details about them.
"I'm sorry," Sarah stammered. "I didn't realize anyone was still connected."
The stranger said nothing, simply studying Sarah through their mask.
"Can I help you with something?" Sarah asked nervously.
The stranger remained silent for several moments before speaking in a low voice. "I saw what you did last night," they said ominously.
Sarah felt a chill run down her spine. Had they seen everything? Would they expose her embarrassing mistake?
"But don't worry," the stranger continued. "I won't tell anyone...as long as you do something for me."
The stranger's voice was low and commanding. "Show me your breasts," he said, his tone brooking no argument.
Sarah felt a surge of panic rise in her chest. She tried to reason with him, to plead with him to leave her alone. But the stranger was insistent.
"Sarah," he coaxed. "It's just one little thing. I won't tell anyone what you did last night if you do this for me."
Sarah felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She didn't want to do it, but she couldn't bear the thought of everyone finding out about her mistake. With shaking hands, she unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off, revealing her bra-clad breasts.
The stranger let out a low whistle. "Very nice," he said appreciatively. "Now play with your nipples."
Sarah hesitated for a moment before reluctantly complying with his demand. As she touched herself under the watchful gaze of the masked man, she felt a sense of shame wash over her. But she knew that this was the price she had to pay to keep her secret safe.
When it was over and the stranger had disconnected from the call, Sarah sat at her desk feeling dirty and violated. But she knew that she had made the right choice...or at least, the only choice that would protect her reputation.
*Help from a friend*
Later that night, Sarah sat across from her best friend Maya at their favorite cocktail bar, fidgeting nervously with the hem of her dress. She knew she had to tell someone what had happened, but she didn't know how to bring it up.
"So, how was your day?" Maya asked, taking a sip of her martini.
Sarah took a deep breath and looked up at her friend. "Maya...something really weird happened last night," she began hesitantly.
"What do you mean?" Maya asked, concern etched on her face.
