It was a slow day at the office. The hum of fluorescent lights filled the room, punctuated only by the occasional tapping of keys. Sarah, a woman in her late twenties with long, curly brown hair and a voluptuous figure, sat at her desk, her eyes scanning the spreadsheets on her computer screen.
Despite the monotony of her work, Sarah couldn’t help but feel a thrill at the thought of being the only one in the office. She loved the feeling of being alone in the large, open space, with its rows of desks and buzzing lights. It made her feel powerful, in control.
As she worked, Sarah couldn’t help but let her mind wander. She thought about the night before, when she had gone out with some of her friends to a club. She had met a man there, tall and handsome with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile. They had danced and laughed, and before she knew it, they were back at her place, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.
Sarah felt a familiar heat pooling in her belly as she thought about the way his hands had explored her body, the way his lips had trailed kisses down her neck. She reached up to touch her neck, her fingers lingering on the sensitive skin.
Lost in thought, Sarah didn’t notice the security guard making his rounds until he was right in front of her desk. She looked up, startled, and saw him looking at her with a smirk on his face.
“Working hard or hardly working?” he asked, his eyes raking over her body.
Sarah blushed, feeling exposed in her fitted blouse and pencil skirt. She knew that the guard had seen her many times before, but something about the way he was looking at her today made her feel different.
“Just catching up on some paperwork,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
The guard stepped closer to her, his eyes never leaving hers. He leaned down, his breath hot on her cheek.
“I could help you with that,” he said, his voice low and seductive.
Sarah felt a shiver run down her spine. She knew that she shouldn’t be entertaining these thoughts, but she couldn’t help herself. She looked up at the guard, her eyes wide with desire.
“Okay,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
The guard didn’t waste any time. He reached down, his hand cupping her cheek as he leaned in to kiss her. Sarah moaned as his lips met hers, his tongue exploring her mouth. She felt his other hand on her waist, pulling her closer to him.
Sarah’s hands reached up to tangle in the guard’s short hair as they kissed, their bodies pressed together. She could feel his hardness against her stomach, and she knew that she wanted him.
The guard’s hands began to wander, his fingers tracing a path up her thigh, under her skirt. Sarah gasped as he reached her panties, his fingers teasing her through the fabric.
“I want you,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.
The guard didn’t need any more encouragement. He lifted her up, setting her on the edge of her desk. Sarah’s skirt rode up, exposing her bare thighs. The guard’s fingers slipped under her panties, his thumb finding her clit.
Sarah moaned as he began to rub slow circles, her hips grinding against his hand. She reached down, her fingers fumbling with the buttons on his shirt. She wanted to feel his skin against hers, to taste him.
Finally, the last button popped open, and Sarah pulled the shirt off the guard’s shoulders. She ran her hands over his chest, feeling the muscles tense under her fingers. She leaned in, her lips finding his nipple, her tongue swirling around the hard peak.
The guard groaned, his fingers moving faster against Sarah’s clit. She felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
“Please,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
The guard didn’t need any more encouragement. He pulled Sarah’s panties to the side, his cock poised at her entrance. Sarah looked up at him, her eyes wide with desire.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.
The guard thrust into her, filling her completely. Sarah moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he began to move. He was rough, primal, and she loved it.
Their bodies moved together, their moans filling the quiet office. Sarah felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her muscles tensing.
“I’m close,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.
The guard thrust harder, his fingers finding her clit again. Sarah moaned, her body shaking as she came, her orgasm ripping through her.
The guard followed soon after, his body shuddering as he came inside her. Sarah felt herself getting lost in the moment, her body still trembling with pleasure.
As they caught their breath, the guard pulled out of Sarah, his semen dripping down her thigh. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
The guard smiled, his eyes filled with warmth.
“Anytime,” he said, his voice low and seductive.
And with that, he turned and walked away, leaving Sarah alone in the office, her body still humming with pleasure. She knew that what they had done was wrong, but she couldn’t help but feel grateful for the experience. It was something that she would never forget.
