As soon as Susan stepped into the office, her boss, John, couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was a sight to behold, with her huge, firm breasts stretching the fabric of her blouse, and her neatly trimmed pubic hair peeking through her tight skirt. She had a confident air about her, and John found himself feeling both intimidated and aroused by her presence.
Susan noticed John’s gaze and smiled to herself. She knew the effect she had on men, and she enjoyed using her sexuality to get what she wanted. She walked over to John’s desk, leaning over just enough to give him a glimpse of her cleavage.
“Good morning, John,” she said, her voice husky and inviting. “I hope you had a good weekend.”
John swallowed hard, trying to maintain his professional demeanor. “Yes, Susan, it was fine. How about you?”
Susan leaned in closer, her lips brushing against John’s ear. “I had a wonderful weekend, thank you for asking. I spent some time thinking about you, actually.”
John’s heart raced as Susan’s hand brushed against his thigh. He could feel himself getting hard, and he knew he needed to get a grip on himself before things went too far.
“Susan, we can’t…” he began, but Susan cut him off with a finger to his lips.
“Shh, John. Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing. Just relax and let me take care of you.”
Susan’s hand continued to move up John’s thigh, and he moaned softly as she reached his rock-hard cock. She began to stroke him gently, her fingers expertly working their way up and down his shaft.
John couldn’t believe what was happening. He had never cheated on his wife before, but Susan’s touch was too much to resist. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed in pleasure as Susan continued to stroke him.
Suddenly, Susan pulled back, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Follow me, John,” she said, taking his hand and leading him to the conference room.
Once inside, Susan closed the door and pushed John up against the table. She pulled off her blouse, revealing her huge, round breasts, and leaned in to kiss him deeply. John moaned as he felt her tongue exploring his mouth, her breasts pressing against his chest.
Susan broke the kiss and began to undo John’s pants, pulling them down around his ankles. She knelt in front of him, her tongue flicking out to taste his cock. John gasped as he felt her warm, wet mouth close around him, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked him deeper and deeper.
John couldn’t believe how good it felt. He had never been with a woman like Susan before, and he found himself lost in the moment, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked her mouth.
Suddenly, Susan pulled away, a string of saliva connecting her lips to John’s cock. She stood up, her skirt hiked up around her waist, and climbed onto the table, spreading her legs wide.
John couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Susan’s pussy was shaved smooth, and he could see her wetness glistening in the light. He stepped forward, his cock throbbing with need.
Susan reached down, guiding John’s cock inside her. He moaned as he felt her warmth envelop him, her muscles clenching around him as he began to thrust.
Susan’s moans filled the room as John fucked her harder and harder, his hips slapping against her ass. She reached up, cupping her breasts, her nipples hard and aching.
John could feel himself getting close, his balls tightening as he prepared to cum. Susan must have sensed it too, because she began to moan louder and louder, urging him on.
With a final thrust, John came hard, his hot cum filling Susan’s pussy. She moaned, her muscles milking every last drop from him.
As they lay there, panting and exhausted, John knew he had made a mistake. But as Susan snuggled up
against him, her breasts pressed against his chest, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He knew he would never forget this encounter, and he couldn’t wait to do it again.
