It was a slow day at the office. The drab gray walls and buzzing fluorescent lights seemed to close in on Marianne, a 28-year-old paralegal with a penchant for pushing the boundaries of her conservative workplace. She felt the weight of the day lift as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, her nude-colored lace bra and panties a secret beneath her modest skirt and blazer.
Her fingers teased the edge of her blazer, lightly tracing the fabric as she considered her next move. She had always been attracted to her boss, Richard, a distinguished man in his late 40s with salt-and-pepper hair and a commanding presence. His office door was slightly ajar, and Marianne decided to take a chance.
She crossed the hallway, her heart pounding in her chest. As she approached his door, she took a deep breath and pushed it open, revealing Richard sitting at his desk, engrossed in a pile of paperwork.
“Richard,” Marianne began, her voice barely above a whisper, “I need your help with something.”
Richard looked up, his eyes widening as he took in Marianne’s outfit. His gaze lingered on her chest, where her nipples were visible beneath the thin fabric of her bra.
“Of course, Marianne,” he replied, his voice husky. “Come in and close the door behind you.”
Marianne did as she was told, her hands shaking as she turned the lock. She knew what she wanted, and she was determined to have it.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she admitted, her voice trembling.
Richard stood up from his desk, his eyes never leaving Marianne’s. He took a step towards her, closing the distance between them.
“I’ve been thinking about you too,” he replied, his hand reaching out to touch her cheek.
Marianne leaned into his touch, her lips parting in anticipation. Richard’s other hand reached behind her, unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the ground. Her breasts spilled out, her nipples hard and aching for his touch.
Richard cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples. Marianne moaned, her head falling back as she reveled in the sensation. She could feel the heat building between her legs, her wetness seeping through her panties.
Richard’s mouth found hers, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed her body. Marianne’s hands reached for his pants, fumbling with the zipper as she freed his hard cock.
Richard’s fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down to reveal her trimmed pubic hair. Marianne stepped out of them, her legs shaking as Richard’s fingers found her wetness.
He teased her clit, his fingers circling the sensitive bundle of nerves as Marianne moaned and writhed beneath his touch. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tensing as Richard’s fingers plunged into her.
“I’m going to cum,” Marianne gasped, her voice barely above a whisper.
Richard’s fingers moved faster, his thumb continuing to circle her clit as Marianne’s orgasm washed over her. She screamed his name, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her.
As she came down from her high, Marianne reached for Richard’s cock, guiding it towards her wetness. He entered her slowly, his cock filling her completely.
Marianne moaned as he began to move, his thrusts becoming faster and harder as she met him stroke for stroke. She could feel another orgasm building, her muscles clenching around Richard’s cock.
“I’m going to cum again,” she gasped, her voice filled with pleasure.
Richard’s thrusts became more urgent, his cock swelling inside her as Marianne’s orgasm consumed her. She screamed his name, her body trembling as Richard’s own orgasm overtook him.
He collapsed on top of her, his body slick with sweat. Marianne wrapped her arms around him, her heart still racing as they caught their breath.
“That was incredible,” Richard whispered, his lips brushing against Marianne’s ear.
“Yes, it was,” Marianne agreed, her fingers tracing circles on his back.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined in a post-coital bliss. As they pulled themselves together, Marianne knew that things would never be the same between them. But for now, she was content to bask in the afterglow of their encounter, her nude body a testament to their shared passion.
