Rebecca couldn’t help but stare at her boss, John, as he presented the latest sales figures. Her eyes traced the outline of his strong jaw, down to the collar of his shirt, and lower still to the hint of dark hair visible through the fabric. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, feeling the weight of her own ample assets pushing against the lacy confines of her bra.
As the meeting wrapped up, Rebecca lingered behind, offering to help John with some paperwork. He looked up, surprised, but grateful for the assistance. As they worked side by side, Rebecca couldn’t resist stealing glances at him, her heart pounding in her chest.
Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. He looked at her, startled, but she didn’t break eye contact. Slowly, she leaned in, pressing her lips to his in a soft, lingering kiss.
John hesitated for a moment, then wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. Rebecca could feel the heat radiating from his body, the evidence of his arousal pressing against her. She deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring the contours of his mouth as her hands roamed over his broad shoulders.
With a low growl, John broke the kiss, trailing his lips down Rebecca’s neck to the swell of her cleavage. She gasped as his teeth grazed her sensitive skin, her nipples hardening beneath the silky fabric of her blouse.
John’s hands were everywhere, cupping her breasts, tracing the curve of her waist, and finally, slipping beneath her skirt to find the damp heat between her thighs. Rebecca moaned as his fingers found her clit, circling and teasing until she was writhing with need.
Without warning, John lifted her onto the desk, spreading her legs wide. Rebecca looked up, meeting his gaze as he knelt between her thighs. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the desire to possess her completely.
With a flick of his wrist, John tore open her blouse, sending buttons flying. He leaned in, taking one erect nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. Rebecca cried out, her back arching off the desk as waves of pleasure washed over her.
John’s fingers continued their relentless assault on her clit, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Rebecca could feel the tension building, the pressure coiling deep inside her.
With a final thrust of his fingers, Rebecca came undone, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. She screamed, her body shaking as John continued to work her sensitive flesh.
Finally, she stilled, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. John stood, his eyes dark with desire. Slowly, he undid his pants, freeing his rock-hard cock.
Rebecca licked her lips, her eyes fixed on the throbbing length of him. She reached out, wrapping her fingers around his shaft and stroking gently. John groaned, his hips bucking forward as she increased her pace.
With a wicked grin, Rebecca leaned in, taking the head of his cock between her lips and swirling her tongue around the tip. John’s fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth.
Suddenly, John pulled back, his eyes wild with need. He lifted Rebecca off the desk, positioning her on all fours. Rebecca looked back at him, her heart racing as she felt the head of his cock pressed against her slick entrance.
With one powerful thrust, John buried himself deep inside her. Rebecca cried out, her body stretched to accommodate him. He began to move, his hips pistoning in and out as he fucked her hard and fast.
Rebecca could feel another orgasm building, the pressure coiling deep in her belly. She pushed back, meeting John thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together in a symphony of pleasure.
With a final, desperate cry, Rebecca came again, her pussy clenching around John’s cock as he continued to pound into her. She could feel him swell inside her, his own release imminent.
With a roar, John came, his hot cum filling her to the brim. Rebecca collapsed onto the desk, spent and satisfied.
As they lay there, panting and sweaty, John looked at Rebecca, a slow smile spreading across his face. “I think we’re going to need to work late more often,” he said, his voice husky with desire.
Rebecca grinned, her body still humming with pleasure. “I couldn’t agree more,” she replied, already planning their next rendezvous.
