It was a slow day at the office. Samantha, a 28-year-old brunette with a voluptuous figure and a mane of curls that cascaded down her back, was busy typing away at her desk when she noticed a slight movement from the corner of her eye. She glanced up to see her coworker, Tom, staring at her. He quickly looked away, but the damage was done. Samantha felt a warmth spread through her body, settling between her legs.
She had always found Tom to be attractive, with his chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes. But she had never acted on her desires, knowing that office relationships were strictly forbidden. However, as she watched him surreptitiously glance at her from across the room, she felt her resolve weakening.
Samantha decided to take a risk. She stood up from her desk, making sure to arch her back and push her ample cleavage forward. She walked over to Tom’s desk, her hips swaying seductively. Tom looked up at her, his eyes widening as he took in her curves.
“Hey, Tom,” Samantha said, her voice low and sultry. “I was wondering if you wanted to grab a drink after work.”
Tom hesitated for a moment, but then nodded. “Sure, that sounds great.”
They left the office together, making small talk as they walked to the bar. But as they sipped their drinks, the conversation turned flirtatious. Samantha could feel the tension building between them, and she knew that they were both thinking about the same thing.
They left the bar and walked back to the office, their hands brushing against each other as they walked. When they reached the door, Samantha turned to Tom and whispered, “Do you want to come upstairs with me?”
Tom nodded, and they took the elevator to Samantha’s floor. As soon as the doors closed, Samantha pressed him against the wall and kissed him deeply. He responded eagerly, his hands roaming over her body.
They stumbled into Samantha’s office, tearing at each other’s clothes. Samantha’s blouse fell to the floor, revealing her huge breasts encased in a lacy bra. Tom’s hands reached up to cup them, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. Samantha moaned, her head falling back as he kissed her neck.
Tom’s fingers found the clasp of her bra, and he undid it with a flick of his wrist. Samantha’s breasts spilled out, her nipples hard and aching. Tom bent his head and took one into his mouth, sucking hard. Samantha gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as she held him to her.
Tom’s other hand slid down Samantha’s body, slipping beneath her skirt. He found her wet and ready, and he slipped a finger inside her. Samantha moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.
“Fuck me,” she gasped. “I want you inside me.”
Tom didn’t need any further encouragement. He pulled down Samantha’s skirt and panties, leaving her completely naked in front of him. He quickly undid his pants, his cock springing free.
Samantha reached down and stroked him, her fingers gliding over his smooth skin. She guided him inside her, and they both gasped as he filled her.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. Samantha’s breasts bounced as Tom thrust into her, his fingers digging into her hips. She moaned, her head thrown back as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge.
Tom could feel her tightening around him, and he knew that she was close. He reached down and rubbed her clit, and she cried out as she came.
Tom followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed. They collapsed onto the floor, panting and spent.
“That was amazing,” Samantha whispered.
Tom nodded, still trying to catch his breath. “Yeah, it was.”
They lay there for a few more minutes, enjoying the afterglow of their encounter. But eventually, they knew that they had to get dressed and go back to the real world.
As they straightened their clothes and tidied up the office, they knew that things would never be the same again. They had crossed a line, and there was no going back. But for now, they were content to bask in the glow of their illicit encounter.
