Rebecca, a 28-year-old woman with a stunning physique and large, firm breasts, worked in a bustling office in the heart of the city. She was known for her professional demeanor and sharp intellect, but few of her colleagues knew of her more intimate secrets.
One Friday afternoon, as the office began to empty out, Rebecca found herself alone at her desk, surrounded by the hum of the air conditioning and the distant sounds of the city outside. She couldn’t help but feel a thrill run through her body as she thought about the evening ahead.
She stood up, smoothing out her skirt and adjusting her blouse, which barely contained her ample cleavage. She walked over to the window, looking out at the city below, her heart racing as she thought about what she was about to do.
She heard the door to the office open and turned to see John, a tall, handsome man with piercing blue eyes and a muscular build, walk in. He was the newest addition to the office and Rebecca had been unable to get him out of her mind ever since she had laid eyes on him.
“I thought I would find you here,” John said, his voice low and smooth. “I’ve been wanting to talk to you all week.”
Rebecca’s heart skipped a beat as she looked into John’s eyes. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she imagined what might happen next.
“I’ve been thinking about you too,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
John took a step closer to Rebecca, his eyes locked on hers. She could feel the tension between them growing with each passing moment.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” John said, reaching out to touch Rebecca’s face.
She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of his fingers on her skin. She could feel the warmth of his body as he moved closer, his breath hot on her neck.
“Me too,” Rebecca whispered, as John’s lips found hers.
They kissed passionately, their bodies pressed together as they explored each other with their hands. Rebecca could feel John’s hard cock pressing against her through their clothes, and she moaned with pleasure as he slid his hand up her skirt.
John broke the kiss, looking into Rebecca’s eyes with a mischievous grin.
“I’ve been wanting to see you naked since the day I met you,” he said, his voice husky with desire.
Rebecca’s heart raced as she undid the buttons of her blouse, letting it fall to the floor. She stood before John in just her bra, panties, and heels, her large breasts spilling out over the top of her lacy lingerie.
John’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Rebecca’s nearly naked body. He reached out to touch her, his fingers tracing the curve of her breast as she shivered with pleasure.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, as he leaned in to kiss her again.
Rebecca’s hands worked quickly, undoing John’s pants and freeing his hard cock. She stroked it gently, feeling it twitch in her hand as she leaned in to kiss his neck.
John’s hands were all over her, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples as she moaned with pleasure. She could feel the wetness growing between her legs as he slipped his fingers under her panties, teasing her clit with quick, circular motions.
“I want you inside me,” Rebecca whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.
John didn’t need any further encouragement. He lifted Rebecca up, setting her down on her desk as he positioned himself between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer as he entered her.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they moaned and gasped with pleasure. Rebecca could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her orgasm building deep within her.
“Don’t stop,” she moaned, as John’s thrusts grew faster and harder.
With one final, deep thrust, Rebecca’s orgasm crashed over her like a wave. She cried out, her nails digging into John’s back as he continued to pound into her.
John’s own orgasm followed close behind, his hot cum filling Rebecca’s pussy as she milked him for every last drop.
They collapsed onto the desk, their bodies spent and satisfied. Rebecca looked into John’s eyes, a
smile on her face.
“I’ve wanted to do that since the day I met you,” she said, her voice soft and content.
John smiled back, his hand reaching out to touch Rebecca’s face.
“Me too,” he said, pulling her close for a long, lingering kiss.
