It was a typical Wednesday afternoon at the office. The hum of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of keyboards filled the air. But in the dimly lit conference room, something much more captivating was about to unfold.
Sarah, a stunning 28-year-old woman with curves in all the right places, was preparing for her meeting. She was a successful marketing executive, known for her razor-sharp mind and her ability to command any room she walked into. But today, she had something else on her mind.
She had decided to forgo her usual power suit and blouse, instead opting for a more daring ensemble. A form-fitting, sheer blouse clung to her ample cleavage, giving a tantalizing glimpse of her lacy black bra beneath. Her pencil skirt hugged her hips, accentuating her hourglass figure and drawing the eye to her shapely thighs.
Sarah had always been a confident woman, unafraid to take risks and push boundaries. But even she felt a flutter of nervous excitement as she adjusted her blouse in the mirror, making sure her cleavage was just visible enough to be intriguing.
As she entered the conference room, she saw him. Jake, a young intern who had started just a week ago, was setting up the projector. He was a handsome, athletic young man with a charming smile and a mischievous glint in his eye.
Sarah had noticed him before, of course. She had caught him stealing glances at her in the break room, and she had seen the way his eyes lingered on her curves. She had to admit, she found him attractive. And she had a feeling he felt the same way about her.
“Hey Jake,” she said, sauntering towards him. “Need any help?”
Jake looked up, his eyes widening as he took in her outfit. “Uh, no, I think I got it,” he stammered, his cheeks flushing.
Sarah smiled, enjoying the effect she was having on him. “Okay, well, let me know if you change your mind,” she said, before turning to leave.
But as she reached the door, she paused. She couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. She turned back to Jake, her eyes locking onto his.
“Actually, Jake,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I was thinking. Maybe we could, you know, work on this project together. In private.”
Jake’s eyes widened even further, and Sarah could see the excitement building in his gaze. “Sure, I’d like that,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Sarah moved closer to him, her hips swaying gently. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, and she knew he could see the outline of her hard nipples through her blouse.
“Good,” she said, her lips curling into a seductive smile. “Because I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
Without another word, she leaned in, pressing her lips to his. Jake responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her waist as he deepened the kiss. Sarah could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh, and she knew he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
She broke the kiss, her lips moving to his ear. “Let’s go to the supply closet,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Jake nodded, his eyes glazed with desire. Together, they made their way to the supply closet, their bodies pressed close together.
Once inside, Sarah wasted no time. She pushed Jake against the wall, her hands roaming over his chest and abdomen. She could feel his heart pounding beneath her fingertips, and she knew he was ready for her.
She reached down, her fingers finding the zipper of his pants. She pulled it down slowly, her eyes locked onto his as she freed his hard cock.
“Fuck, Sarah,” Jake breathed, his hands gripping her hips.
Sarah smiled, her eyes flicking down to his cock. It was long and thick, and she couldn’t wait to feel it inside her.
She reached down, her fingers wrapping around his shaft. She stroked him slowly, her thumb rubbing over the head of his cock. Jake moaned, his head falling back against the wall.
Sarah leaned in, her lips finding his again. She kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth as her hand continued to stroke his cock.
“I want you inside me,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.
Jake nodded, his hands gripping her hips even tighter. Sarah reached down, her fingers finding the waistband of her skirt. She pulled it down slowly, revealing her lacy black thong.
Jake’s eyes widened as he took in her nakedness. Sarah could see the desire in his gaze, and she knew he was ready for her.
She stepped out of her skirt, her thong following close behind. She was completely naked now, her curves on full display.
Jake’s eyes roamed over her body, taking in every inch of her. Sarah could feel the heat building between her legs, and she knew she was ready for him.
She stepped closer, her hips pressing against his. She could feel his hard cock against her belly, and she knew it was time.
She reached down, her fingers guiding his cock to her entrance. She rubbed the head of his cock against her clit, feeling the jolt of pleasure as he made contact.
Jake moaned, his hands gripping her hips even tighter. Sarah could feel the tension building inside her, the pleasure mounting with every stroke.
Finally, she couldn’t wait any longer. She guided his cock inside her, feeling the stretch and the fullness as he filled her up.
“Oh god, Jake,” she moaned, her head falling back as he began to thrust.
Jake’s hips moved in a steady rhythm, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Sarah could feel her orgasm building, the tension coiling deep inside her.
“Harder, Jake,” she gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “Fuck me harder.”
Jake responded, his thrusts becoming faster and more urgent. Sarah could feel herself losing control, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, her body shaking with pleasure.
Jake’s thrusts became erratic as he reached his own climax, his cock twitching inside her as he came.
Sarah leaned in, her lips finding his again. They kissed deeply, their bodies still pressed close together.
“That was amazing,” Jake breathed, his hands still gripping her hips.
Sarah smiled, her eyes shining with satisfaction. “Yes, it was,” she said, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest.
They stayed there for a few more moments, their bodies entwined in the dim light of the supply closet. And then, with a sigh, Sarah pulled away.
“We should get back to work,” she said, her voice soft.
Jake nodded, his eyes still glazed with desire. “Yeah, we should,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Together, they straightened their clothes and stepped out of the supply closet, their bodies still humming with the afterglow of their encounter.
And as they made their way back to the conference room, Sarah knew one thing for sure. She would never look at the office the same way again.
