In the dimly lit office building, after hours, a woman named Samantha sat at her desk. She was a curvaceous woman in her early thirties, with a full set of front view huge boobs, and a well-maintained patch of pubic hair that peeked through her lacy lingerie. Her raven hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her red lipstick added an alluring contrast to her fair complexion.
Dressed in a skintight pencil skirt and a silk blouse, she was the epitome of a sexy, powerful woman. The office was quiet and still, the only sound her fingers tapping against the keyboard as she finished up some work.
A sudden knock on the door startled her, and she looked up to see her colleague, James, standing in the doorway. He was a tall, handsome man in his late twenties, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He was dressed in a crisp suit and tie, and he looked just as polished and professional as she did.
“Hey, Samantha,” he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “I was just finishing up some work in my office, and I noticed yours was still on. I thought I’d check to see if you needed any help.”
Samantha’s heart skipped a beat as she took in his tall, muscular frame and the way his eyes roamed over her body. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than happy to oblige.
“Actually, James,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I could use some help. Why don’t you come in and close the door behind you?”
James did as she asked, his eyes never leaving hers as he walked towards her desk. She stood up, her curves on full display as she moved around the desk to stand in front of him.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear. “I want you, James. I want you to take me right here, right now.”
James’s eyes darkened with desire as he pulled her close, his hands roaming over her curves. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as she moaned with pleasure.
He reached down, his fingers tracing a path up her thigh and under her skirt. She was not wearing any panties, and he groaned as he felt her wetness.
“You’re so wet, Samantha,” he said, his voice rough with desire. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”
She kissed him again, harder this time, as she reached down to unbuckle his belt. He helped her, his cock springing free as she wrapped her hand around it.
He groaned as she began to stroke him, her fingers slick with his precum. She leaned down, her full breasts spilling out of her blouse as she took him in her mouth.
He moaned as she sucked him, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. She felt him grow harder in her mouth, and she knew he was close.
He pulled her up, his hands on her hips as he turned her around. She bent over the desk, her ass in the air as he positioned himself behind her.
He entered her slowly, his cock sliding in easily as she moaned with pleasure. He began to thrust, harder and faster, as she pushed back against him.
“Yes, James, yes,” she moaned, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk as he fucked her. “Harder, harder.”
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit as he rubbed her in circles. She moaned louder, her orgasm building as he continued to thrust.
“I’m close, James,” she said, her voice breathless. “I’m gonna cum.”
He thrust harder, his fingers moving faster as she cried out. She felt her orgasm wash over her, her muscles clenching around his cock as he groaned.
He pulled out, his cum spilling onto her thighs as she collapsed onto the desk. They lay there, panting and spent, as they caught their breath.
“That was amazing, Samantha,” he said, his voice hoarse.
“Yes, it was,” she said, smiling. “I can’t wait to do it again.”
They cleaned themselves up and dressed, their bodies still humming with pleasure. They left the office together, their secret encounter their little secret.
