In the hallowed halls of the prestigious law firm of Wood, Blackwood, and Co. sat a woman of exquisite beauty. Her name was Marianne, a secretary of the highest order, and she was known for her luscious curves and fiery red hair. But what truly set her apart were her ample bosoms, a sight to behold for any man who crossed her path.
One day, a new lawyer named Gregory started at the firm. He was a handsome man, with a chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes. He could not help but notice Marianne from the moment he laid eyes on her. Her beauty was intoxicating, but it was her confidence and charm that truly captivated him.
Their flirtation began innocently enough, with stolen glances and playful banter during work hours. But as the days went on, the tension between them grew thicker. They both knew that they wanted each other, but they were hesitant to make the first move.
One fateful evening, they found themselves alone in the office. The lights were low, and the only sound was the hum of the air conditioning. Marianne was sitting at her desk, typing away, when she felt a presence behind her. It was Gregory, standing there with a mischievous smile on his face.
“Marianne,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I can’t pretend anymore. I want you.”
Marianne turned to face him, her eyes wide with surprise. But she could see the desire in his gaze, and she felt her own desire surge in response. She stood up, her body brushing against his.
“I want you too, Gregory,” she whispered.
And with that, they began to kiss. It was a fierce, passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. Marianne’s hands roamed over Gregory’s chest, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. Gregory’s hands were on Marianne’s hips, pulling her closer.
Their kissing became more urgent as they stumbled towards the couch in the corner of the room. Gregory pushed Marianne down onto the couch, his body covering hers. He started to kiss her neck, nibbling gently on her earlobe. Marianne moaned with pleasure, her hands running through Gregory’s hair.
Gregory’s hands began to wander, caressing Marianne’s curves. He squeezed her breasts, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her. He kissed down her chest, his tongue tracing a path towards her nipples. Marianne arched her back, her body begging for more.
Gregory took one of Marianne’s nipples into his mouth, sucking gently. Marianne moaned louder, her fingers digging into Gregory’s back. He switched to the other nipple, giving it the same attention. Marianne was writhing beneath him, her body on fire.
Gregory’s hand traveled down Marianne’s body, towards her pubic hair. He could feel the heat emanating from her pussy, and he couldn’t wait to taste her. He slipped his fingers inside her, feeling how wet she was. Marianne moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.
Gregory started to finger Marianne, his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. She was so wet, so ready for him. He could feel her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around his fingers. Marianne moaned louder, her body trembling.
Suddenly, she cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. Gregory felt her pussy contracting around his fingers, and he couldn’t help but smile. He had made her cum, and it was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.
But Gregory wasn’t done yet. He wanted to feel her pussy wrapped around his cock. He pulled his fingers out of her, licking them clean. Marianne watched him, her eyes glazed with lust.
Gregory stood up, undoing his pants. He pulled out his cock, already hard and ready for her. Marianne looked at it, her mouth watering. She wanted to taste him, to feel him in her mouth.
Gregory climbed back onto the couch, positioning himself between Marianne’s legs. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, teasing her. Marianne moaned, her hips bucking against him.
Finally, Gregory couldn’t wait any longer. He pushed himself inside her, feeling her warmth envelop him. Marianne cried out, her body adjusting to his size. Gregory started to thrust, his hips moving in a
rhythm that made Marianne’s toes curl.
They fucked like animals, their bodies moving together in a primal dance. Gregory’s hands were on Marianne’s hips, pulling her closer. Marianne’s nails were digging into Gregory’s back, leaving marks.
Gregory could feel another orgasm building, this one even more intense than the first. He thrust harder, his balls slapping against Marianne’s ass. Marianne moaned louder, her body trembling.
Suddenly, Gregory cried out, his cock twitching inside Marianne’s pussy. He collapsed on top of her, panting heavily. Marianne wrapped her arms around him, her body still trembling.
They lay there for a few moments, their bodies entwined. They had just shared something special, something that they would never forget.
But they knew that they couldn’t stay there forever. They had to get back to work.
As they got dressed, they exchanged a glance. It was a glance that said everything. They would do this again, as many times as they could.
And so they did.
Throughout the following weeks, they continued to sneak away for secret trysts in the office. They explored each other’s bodies, learning what made each other moan. They tried new positions, new techniques, always pushing each other to new heights of pleasure.
Their affair became the stuff of legend at the firm. People whispered about it in the halls, wondering who the lucky woman was. But no one knew for sure.
And that was just how Marianne and Gregory wanted it. They knew that what they had was special, and they wanted to keep it that way.
For as long as they could.
