Despite it being Sunday, I'm still at the office working—forced to come in on my day off because I partied with friends last night and now have an important presentation on Monday. As I'm desperately trying to focus, a security guard shows up for her rounds. Since almost no one works on weekends, she's suspicious about what's going on. I'm under immense time pressure and can't afford any distractions, so I try to ignore her and stay concentrated. But the female guard keeps persistently talking to me. With every passing second counting, I have no time to deal with her—yet she grows increasingly aggressive. She climbs onto my desk, spreads her legs in a wide M shape, and shoves her pussy in my face. Unfazed by my refusal to stop working, she goes completely wild, demanding blowjobs and other sexual acts. But my focus remains unshaken. I refuse to give in, continuing to work on my documents without pause. This intense situation blends workplace tension with sudden sexual harassment, creating a dramatic clash between professional duty and raw desire.