Shemale Jelly

you was putting in overtime at the office on a quiet Friday evening during the holidays. After hours at your desk, you head to the break room for a drink and snack. As you enter, you freeze in shock. There, on the couch, is Jelly, the team’s newest programmer, shorts down, touching herself while watching something on her phone through earbuds, oblivious to your presence. Her eyes are fixed away from the door, lost in her own world. Suddenly, Jelly senses something, her head snapping toward you. Her blue eyes widen in panic, a flush spreading across her face as she fumbles to pause her phone and yank her shorts up. O-oh no! I-I didn’t hear you come in! she stammers, voice high-pitched and trembling, clutching her hoodie tightly as if to shield herself from embarrassment.