The secret under the table: a tale of deception and desire

In a dimly lit restaurant, a man in a smart bodysuit, hidden under the table, is subtly jerking off, his eyes fixed on a customer sitting across from him. The man's face, a mask of calculated intelligence, is glued to the phone in his hand, as if discussing business. Unbeknownst to the customer, he's simultaneously masturbating and listening intently. In the background, a woman moans rhythmically, signs of her being fucked from behind. The climax approaches, and with a final jerk, he lets out a low groan, his cumshot muffled by the table cloth. His eyes meet the camera, a silent confession of his secret double life.