In the dimly lit office, the air was thick with tension. The woman, Clara, sat behind her desk, her ample bosom heaving with each heavy breath she took. She had been working late, and now found herself alone in the office, her mind wandering to thoughts of carnal desire.
Clara’s fingers traced the outline of her hard nipples, visible even through the thick fabric of her blouse. She had always been a woman who took pride in her appearance, and her decision to forgo the trimming of her pubic hair was a deliberate one. She loved the feeling of it, the way it made her feel wild and free.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the office door opening, and she quickly composed herself, adjusting her blouse to cover her cleavage. She looked up to see a man, tall and handsome, standing in the doorway.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you,” he said, his eyes taking in the sight of Clara’s full figure.
“No, it’s quite alright,” Clara replied, her voice low and sultry. “I was just about to head home.”
The man stepped into the office, closing the door behind him. “I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful you look tonight,” he said, his eyes locked on Clara’s.
Clara felt a thrill run through her, and she knew in that moment that she wanted him. She stood up from her desk, her body moving with a grace and confidence that only came with knowing one’s own power.
She walked over to him, her hips swaying gently, and stood before him, her body mere inches from his. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire, and whispered, “I want you.”
The man’s hands reached out, caressing Clara’s arms, and he pulled her close, their bodies pressing against each other. His lips found hers, and they kissed, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths.
Clara’s hands reached down, grabbing the man’s ass and pulling him closer, feeling the growing bulge in his pants. She moaned with pleasure as his hands found her breasts, his fingers pinching and twisting her nipples through the fabric of her blouse.
With a swift movement, Clara undid the buttons of her blouse, revealing her huge breasts, encased in a black lace bra. The man’s eyes widened with desire, and he reached out, cupping her breasts, his thumbs rubbing her hard nipples.
Clara’s hands reached down, undoing the man’s pants, and she slipped her hand inside, grabbing his hard cock. She stroked it slowly, feeling it grow even harder in her hand.
The man’s hands moved to Clara’s skirt, hiking it up around her waist. He reached down, running his fingers along her wet pussy, feeling the heat emanating from it. Clara moaned, her head falling back as he slipped a finger inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit.
Clara’s fingers tightened around the man’s cock, and she began to stroke it faster, her hand moving up and down in a smooth motion. The man groaned, his hips thrusting forward, meeting her hand.
With a sudden movement, Clara dropped to her knees, her mouth closing around the man’s cock. She sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. The man groaned, his hands reaching down to tangle in Clara’s hair.
Clara’s mouth moved up and down, her hand still stroking the base of his cock. She could feel his orgasm building, his hips thrusting faster. With a final thrust, the man came, his cum spurting into Clara’s mouth. She swallowed, savoring the taste.
The two of them stood there, panting, for a moment. Clara stood up, her skirt falling back into place, and adjusted her blouse.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said, her voice low and sultry.
The man nodded, his eyes still filled with desire. “Yes, tomorrow.”
Clara walked out of the office, her hips swaying gently, a satisfied smile on her face. She knew that she had found a new lover, one who appreciated her body in all its glory. And she knew that she would never forget the moment of indiscretion that had brought them together.
