It was a slow day at the office. The hum of fluorescent lights filled the room, punctuated only by the occasional tap of fingers on keyboards. Sarah, a woman in her late twenties with a voluptuous figure and a mane of curly brown hair, sat at her desk, staring blankly at her computer screen.
Suddenly, a message popped up on her screen. It was from Jake, a tall, muscular man with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. “Hey, want to come into my office for a minute?” it read. Sarah felt a flutter in her chest. She had been harboring a secret crush on Jake for months.
She made her way to his office, her heart pounding in her chest. When she arrived, Jake was sitting at his desk, his eyes fixed on her. “Have a seat,” he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk. Sarah sat down, her legs shaking.
Jake leaned forward, his eyes locked on Sarah’s. “I’ve wanted to talk to you for a long time,” he said, his voice low and husky. Sarah felt a surge of excitement. She had been waiting for this moment for months.
Jake reached out and brushed a strand of hair from Sarah’s face. She leaned into his touch, her breath hitching in her throat. He leaned in closer, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. Sarah moaned, her body responding to his touch.
Jake’s hands began to wander, exploring Sarah’s curves. He reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs grazing her nipples through the fabric of her blouse. Sarah gasped, her back arching as pleasure coursed through her body.
Jake broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. “I want to see you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. Sarah nodded, her heart racing. She stood up and began to unbutton her blouse, her fingers trembling with excitement.
When she was finished, Jake’s eyes widened in appreciation. Sarah’s breasts were large and full, her nipples hard and pink. Jake reached out and touched her, his fingers lightly tracing her curves. Sarah moaned, her head falling back as pleasure washed over her.
Jake stood up and pulled Sarah close, his lips meeting hers once again. This time, the kiss was more urgent, more passionate. Sarah could feel Jake’s hardness pressing against her, and she knew what was coming next.
Jake reached down and pulled Sarah’s skirt up, his fingers finding her wet and ready. Sarah moaned, her body trembling with anticipation. Jake slid a finger inside her, and Sarah gasped, her back arching as pleasure consumed her.
Jake continued to explore Sarah’s body, his fingers working their magic. Sarah could feel her orgasm building, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Jake increased the pace, his fingers moving faster and faster. Sarah’s orgasm crashed over her, her body shaking with pleasure.
Jake pulled Sarah onto his lap, his hardness pressing against her. Sarah reached down and pulled his pants open, her fingers wrapping around his cock. Jake moaned, his head falling back as she began to stroke him.
Sarah positioned herself over Jake, her wetness sliding against his hardness. Jake reached down and guided her onto him, his cock filling her completely. Sarah moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.
Jake began to move, his hips thrusting up into Sarah. She moaned, her head falling back as pleasure consumed her. Jake’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her up and down. Sarah could feel another orgasm building, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Jake increased the pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Sarah’s orgasm crashed over her, her body shaking with pleasure. Jake followed soon after, his release filling her completely.
Sarah collapsed onto Jake, her body spent. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. They sat there, wrapped in each other’s arms, their hearts pounding in sync.
“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” Jake said, his voice low and husky. Sarah smiled, her body still trembling with pleasure.
“Me too,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
They sat there, wrapped in each other’s arms, their bodies still entwined. The hum of fluorescent lights filled the room, but they didn’t notice. They were lost in their own world, a world of pleasure and passion.
A world they never wanted to leave.
