It was a slow day at the office. The monotonous hum of fluorescent lights filled the air as everyone worked diligently at their desks. Everyone, that is, except for Sarah. She was the newest employee, a 25-year-old brunette with a smoldering gaze and a set of curves that could make a man’s knees weak. She had just started working there a week ago, and her desk was right at the front of the office, giving everyone a clear view of her ample assets.
Sarah was wearing a tight-fitting blouse that day, one that accentuated her massive breasts and left little to the imagination. Her skirt was equally as provocative, riding up just enough to reveal the hint of her black lace panties. As she leaned over her desk, her long brown hair cascading down her shoulders, she couldn’t help but feel the eyes of her coworkers on her.
One of those eyes belonged to John, a 35-year-old marketing manager with a chiseled jawline and a body that screamed athleticism. He had been working at the company for five years and had seen his fair share of attractive women, but something about Sarah was different. Maybe it was her confidence, or the way she carried herself with such grace and poise. Whatever it was, John couldn’t get her out of his head.
As the day wore on, John found himself stealing glances at Sarah more and more frequently. He would catch her looking back at him every now and then, their eyes meeting for a brief moment before quickly looking away. It was a dance, a subtle game of flirtation that only the two of them seemed to be aware of.
Finally, as the clock struck 5:00 PM, Sarah stood up from her desk, gathering her things and heading towards the door. John couldn’t help himself; he had to talk to her.
“Hey, Sarah,” he said, as she turned to leave. “Do you want to grab a drink with me after work?”
Sarah looked at him for a moment, her eyes sparkling with intrigue. “Sure,” she said, with a coy smile. “I know a place just down the street.”
The two of them walked to the bar in silence, the tension between them palpable. As they sat down at the bar, John couldn’t help but notice the way Sarah’s blouse clung to her breasts, revealing the slightest hint of cleavage. He felt his heart race as he imagined what lay beneath.
As they sipped their drinks, Sarah began to open up to John. She told him about her past relationships, her dreams and aspirations, and her love of adventure. John was captivated by her every word, hanging on to every syllable as if his life depended on it.
As the night wore on, the conversation turned to more intimate topics. Sarah leaned in closer to John, her lips just inches from his ear. “I have a confession to make,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
John’s heart skipped a beat. He turned to face Sarah, their eyes meeting in a passionate gaze. Without a word, she leaned in and kissed him, her lips soft and inviting. John kissed her back, his hands wandering down her body, feeling the curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts.
As they pulled away from the kiss, Sarah looked at John with a mischievous glint in her eye. “I want you,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “Right now.”
John didn’t need to be asked twice. He followed Sarah out of the bar and back to her apartment, his heart pounding with anticipation. As soon as they were through the door, Sarah pushed him up against the wall, her hands roaming over his chest.
John couldn’t believe what was happening. He had wanted Sarah from the moment he laid eyes on her, and now she was here, in his arms, ready and willing. He reached down, grabbing her ass and pulling her closer, feeling the heat of her body against his.
Sarah moaned as he ground his hips into hers, his hard cock pressing against her through their clothes. She reached down, undoing his belt and pulling his pants down around his ankles. John kicked them off, his cock springing free, already rock hard and ready for her.
Sarah wasted no time. She dropped to her knees, taking his cock into her mouth and swirling her tongue around the tip. John groaned, throwing his head back as she sucked him deeper into her throat.
As she worked her magic on his cock, Sarah reached up, cupping John’s balls and massaging them gently. John could feel himself on the brink of orgasm already, but he wasn’t ready to cum yet. He wanted to be inside her, to feel her wet pussy wrapped around his cock.
He pulled Sarah to her feet, kissing her deeply as he walked her backwards towards the bed. Sarah moaned as he laid her down, her legs spreading wide as he settled himself between them.
John couldn’t believe how wet Sarah was. Her pussy was glistening with desire, her lips swollen and pink. He leaned down, kissing her gently before working his way down her body, lingering at her breasts and teasing her nipples with his tongue.
Sarah moaned as he trailed his tongue down her stomach, stopping just above her pussy. He looked up at her, his eyes full of desire. “Is this what you want?” he asked, his voice husky with lust.
Sarah nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes,” she moaned. “Please.”
John didn’t need any more encouragement. He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her wetness. Sarah moaned, her hips bucking up to meet his mouth. John lapped at her pussy, teasing her clit with his tongue before plunging his fingers deep inside her.
Sarah’s moans grew louder as John worked her pussy, her hips grinding against his face as she sought release. John could feel her getting closer, her muscles tightening around his fingers as she neared orgasm.
With a final flick of his tongue, Sarah came undone, her body shaking with pleasure as she cried out in ecstasy. John kissed her gently, his fingers still buried deep inside her.
As Sarah caught her breath, John positioned himself between her legs, his cock poised at her entrance. He looked down at her, his eyes full of love and desire. “I love you,” he said, his voice soft.
Sarah smiled up at him, her eyes shining with tears. “I love you too,” she whispered, pulling him close for a kiss.
John thrust inside her, his cock filling her completely. Sarah moaned, her hips meeting his as they moved together in perfect harmony. They fucked like animals, their bodies slapping together as they chased their pleasure.
John could feel himself getting close, his balls tightening as he approached orgasm. He reached down, rubbing Sarah’s clit as he fucked her harder and deeper.
With a final thrust, John came, his cum filling Sarah’s pussy as she cried out in pleasure. They collapsed together, their bodies spent and sated.
As they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, John knew that he had found something special with Sarah. Something that he would never let go of.
The end.
