In the dimly lit office, Sarah sat at her desk, pouring over spreadsheets and financial reports. Her nude pubic hair was visible from the front view, adding a hint of allure to her professional demeanor. Her huge boobs were barely contained by her blouse, a constant reminder of her femininity amidst the sea of suits.
A knock on the door startled her, and she looked up to see Tom, a tall and handsome colleague, standing in the doorway. He was the last person she expected to see at this hour, and her heart skipped a beat at the sight of him.
“Hey, Sarah,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “I saw the light on and thought I’d check if you were still here.”
She swallowed hard, feeling a rush of desire wash over her. She had been fantasizing about him all day, imagining what it would be like to feel his hands on her body.
“Yeah, I’m still here,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “I have some work to finish up.”
Tom stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. He moved closer to her desk, his eyes locked on hers.
“You know, you don’t have to stay late every night,” he said, his voice filled with concern. “It’s not good for you to work so hard.”
Sarah felt a pang of guilt. She knew he was right, but she couldn’t help it. She was a perfectionist, always striving for excellence in everything she did.
“I know,” she said, looking down at her hands. “But I can’t help it. I want to make sure everything is perfect.”
Tom reached out and took her hand, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through her body.
“Everything is already perfect,” he said, his voice soft and soothing. “You are perfect.”
Sarah looked up at him, her eyes filled with surprise and gratitude. She had never heard such kind words from a colleague before.
Tom leaned in closer, his lips brushing against hers. Sarah felt a surge of desire course through her veins, and she responded eagerly, parting her lips to allow his tongue to explore her mouth.
Their kiss became more passionate, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies. Tom’s fingers found her nipples, pinching and twisting them until they were hard and sensitive. Sarah moaned with pleasure, her body arching towards him.
Tom’s other hand moved lower, slipping beneath her skirt to find her wet and ready. He stroked her clit gently, teasing her with his fingers until she was begging for more.
Sarah’s hands found Tom’s cock, stroking him firmly as he continued to pleasure her. She could feel him growing harder in her hand, and she knew he was ready for her.
Tom lifted her onto the desk, spreading her legs wide and plunging his cock deep inside her. Sarah cried out with pleasure, her nails digging into his back as he thrust deeper and harder.
Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and sighs filling the room. Sarah could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her muscles tensing as she prepared for the inevitable release.
Tom’s fingers found her clit again, rubbing and teasing her until she was on the brink of orgasm. He thrust deeper and harder, his cock hitting her G-spot with every stroke.
Sarah’s orgasm hit her like a wave, crashing over her and leaving her breathless and shaking. Tom followed soon after, his cock twitching and pulsing as he filled her with his seed.
They lay together on the desk, their bodies spent and sated. Sarah knew they would have to face the consequences of their actions, but for now, she was content to bask in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
