Thompson’s office, Department of Security, Area 51.

Thompson’s buttocks clamped down on the female soldier as he began grinding on her. The soldier on the other hand was trying her best to hold in her disgust and dismay despite appearing aroused. 

The National Security instigation booth was uprooted and their urgent appeal hastily handed to their chief, only for him to act to it with his obese hinds. 

“Oh baby, baby, how gorgeous you are.” Thompson began his sweet talk.

“I have the highest praise for your mother.”

“Huh, do I remind you of her?”

“Because she made you, you pretty little thing.”

“Right...Sir, about the promotion, when are you going to consider it…?” The female soldier wrapped her arms around his waist, keeping him close at the right time while she awaited her answer.

Thompson was nevertheless in a pleasant mood. “Sure, I’m feeling generous today. I’m going to fill up the documents by the end of the night. You’re in luck.”

Smooch!

She cupped her lips onto his and gave him a tight kiss. “General, let me treat you in return.”

“Hahaha, aren’t...