It was a slow day at the office. Sarah, a 28-year-old woman with an impressive bust and a natural patch of pubic hair, sat at her desk, staring at the clock. She glanced around the empty office, her heart beating faster as she thought about her coworker, Brad.
Brad, a tall and muscular man, was known for his charm and good looks. Sarah had always found herself drawn to him, but she had never acted on her desires. That was about to change.
She stood up from her desk and walked over to Brad’s office. She knocked on the door and waited for a response.
“Come in,” Brad said, his voice deep and inviting.
Sarah slowly opened the door, her eyes scanning Brad’s toned body. He was sitting at his desk, wearing only a pair of boxer briefs.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” Sarah said, her voice husky with desire.
Brad stood up and walked over to Sarah. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, their bodies pressed together.
He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. Sarah moaned, her body responding to his touch.
Brad’s hands roamed over Sarah’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Sarah gasped, her body on fire with desire.
Brad slowly lowered Sarah’s pants, revealing her smooth, toned legs. He knelt down and started to kiss her inner thighs, moving closer and closer to her wet pussy.
Sarah moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. Brad’s tongue explored her folds, teasing her clit. Sarah’s hips bucked, her orgasm building.
Brad stood up and entered Sarah, his cock filling her completely. Sarah moaned, her body moving in rhythm with his.
They changed positions, Sarah on top, riding Brad. She moaned, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.
Brad’s hands gripped Sarah’s hips, pulling her down harder onto his cock. Sarah’s moans grew louder, her orgasm close.
With one final thrust, Brad and Sarah came together, their bodies trembling with pleasure.
They lay together, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” Sarah whispered, her head resting on Brad’s chest.
“Me too,” Brad replied, his fingers tracing patterns on Sarah’s back.
They stayed like that for a while, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.
The end.
