In the dimly lit office, a woman sat at her desk, diligently working. Her name was Brielle, a woman of 35, with a voluptuous figure and an air of confidence. She had long, wavy auburn hair and piercing green eyes. Her most striking feature, however, were her enormous breasts, which were barely contained by her low-cut blouse. A hint of dark pubic hair peeked out from the top of her skirt, adding to her allure.
Brielle had been working late, trying to finish a project before the deadline. The office was empty, save for the cleaning staff who were busy in other parts of the building. As she worked, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement, knowing that she was alone in the office. The stillness of the night added to her arousal, and she found herself becoming increasingly distracted by her own thoughts.
As she sat at her desk, she felt a sudden urge to touch herself. She glanced around the room, making sure that she was still alone, before reaching down to her skirt. She slowly pulled it up, revealing her smooth, toned thighs. She let out a soft moan as she ran her fingers over her damp panties, feeling the heat radiating from her pussy.
She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, imagining the sensation of a man’s hands on her body. She slowly slipped her fingers under her panties, feeling the wetness of her pussy. She began to rub her clit, gently at first, then with increasing pressure. She let out a soft moan as she felt her orgasm building.
Just as she was about to cum, she heard a noise. She quickly pulled her hand out from under her skirt and looked around the room. She saw a figure standing in the doorway, watching her. It was her boss, Mark, a man in his late 40s with a ruggedly handsome face and piercing blue eyes.
Brielle felt a rush of embarrassment and tried to cover herself up, but Mark walked over to her, a smirk on his face. He reached out and gently pushed her hair back, exposing her neck. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I’ve been watching you, Brielle. You’re so sexy.”
Brielle felt a shiver run down her spine as Mark’s breath tickled her ear. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with desire. He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. She responded eagerly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.
Mark broke the kiss and began to kiss his way down Brielle’s neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. She let out a soft moan as he reached her breasts, his hands roughly grabbing and squeezing them through her blouse. She arched her back, offering herself to him.
Mark unbuttoned Brielle’s blouse, revealing her enormous breasts, encased in a lacy black bra. He leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting it gently. Brielle let out a loud moan as he switched to the other nipple, her hands reaching down to grab his ass.
Mark reached down and pulled Brielle’s skirt up, revealing her bare pussy. He ran his fingers over her wet lips, feeling her moisture. He leaned down and began to lick her clit, his tongue flicking back and forth over the sensitive nub. Brielle let out a loud moan as she felt her orgasm building.
Mark stood up and pulled his pants down, revealing his hard cock. He grabbed Brielle’s legs and pulled her to the edge of the desk, positioning himself at her entrance. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with desire. “Are you ready, Brielle?” he asked.
Brielle nodded, her eyes filled with desire. Mark thrust his hips forward, burying his cock deep inside her. Brielle let out a loud moan as she felt him fill her. He began to thrust in and out, his pace increasing with each stroke. Brielle reached up and grabbed onto the edge of the desk, her knuckles turning white.
Mark leaned down and began to kiss Brielle again, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. He began to thrust harder and faster, their bodies slapping together.
Brielle felt her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around Mark’s cock. She broke the kiss and threw her head back, letting out a loud moan. “I’m
going to cum,” she gasped.
Mark increased his pace, his thrusts becoming erratic. Brielle felt her orgasm wash over her, her pussy clenching around Mark’s cock. He let out a loud moan as he felt her cum, his own orgasm following close behind.
Mark pulled out of Brielle and collapsed onto the desk, his chest heaving. Brielle lay back, her own chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She looked up at Mark, a satisfied smile on her face. “That was amazing,” she gasped.
Mark grinned, his own satisfied smile on his face. “Yes, it was,” he agreed.
They lay there for a few moments, catching their breath before getting dressed and going their separate ways. Brielle couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and satisfaction as she left the office, knowing that she had just had the most intense sexual experience of her life.
