It was a typical day at the office. The hum of fluorescent lights filled the air, punctuated by the occasional ring of a phone or the click-clack of keyboards. But in the midst of all this mundanity, something was brewing.
Samantha, the office manager, was a woman who commanded attention. She had a voluptuous figure, with curves in all the right places. Her most striking feature, however, was her wild mane of fiery red hair that cascaded down her back. But what most people didn’t know was that she also had a penchant for going commando, her bare pussy a secret only a few had been privy to.
On this particular day, she was wearing a form-fitting dress that hugged her body like a glove. It was a bold choice, one that left little to the imagination. Her ample cleavage was on full display, her huge breasts threatening to spill out of her top with every movement.
Across the room, Mark couldn’t help but stare. He had always had a thing for Samantha, but he had never had the courage to act on it. Today, however, something was different. He felt a primal urge, a desire to claim her as his own.
As the day wore on, Mark found himself engineering a series of chance encounters with Samantha. He would “accidentally” bump into her in the break room, or “coincidentally” end up in the copy room at the same time. Each time, he would steal a glance at her exposed pussy, his cock growing harder with every peek.
Finally, as the office was winding down for the day, Mark made his move. He approached Samantha, his heart pounding in his chest.
“Hey, Samantha,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Can I talk to you for a second?”
She looked up at him, her green eyes filled with curiosity. “Sure, Mark. What’s up?”
Mark took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. “I’ve wanted to tell you something for a long time now. I think you’re amazing. And I can’t keep hiding how I feel anymore.”
Samantha’s expression softened, and she smiled at him. “Mark, I had no idea. I’ve always thought you were cute, but I never knew you felt that way about me.”
Without a word, Mark leaned in and kissed her. It was a soft, gentle kiss, but it was filled with passion. Samantha responded in kind, her arms wrapping around his neck as she deepened the kiss.
Mark’s hands began to wander, his fingers tracing the curves of Samantha’s body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hard nipples. She moaned softly, her body pressing against his.
Breaking the kiss, Mark trailed his lips down Samantha’s neck, his teeth gently nibbling on her earlobe. She tilted her head back, giving him better access. He could feel her heart racing, her breath hot against his ear.
With a flick of his tongue, Mark teased Samantha’s nipples, causing her to gasp. He continued to suck and lick, his fingers pinching and twisting her other nipple.
Samantha’s hands were busy too. She had unzipped Mark’s pants and was now stroking his hard cock. He groaned, his hips thrusting into her hand.
Without warning, Samantha dropped to her knees, her mouth engulfing Mark’s cock. He moaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she sucked him off.
After a few minutes, Mark pulled Samantha to her feet, his cock slipping out of her mouth with a pop. He wanted to taste her, to feel her wet pussy against his tongue.
He pushed her against the desk, lifting her skirt and burying his face between her legs. She was already wet, her pussy glistening with moisture. Mark licked and sucked, his tongue delving deep inside her.
Samantha moaned, her hips bucking against his face. Mark could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing. With one final lick, she came, her juices flowing into his mouth.
Mark stood up, his cock throbbing with need. He needed to be inside her, to feel her wet pussy wrapped around his cock.
He positioned himself at her entrance, pushing inside her with one swift thrust. She gasped, her pussy clenching around him.
Mark began to move, his hips thrusting in and out of her. She met him thrust for thrust, her moans growing louder with every stroke.
They switched positions, Samantha now on top. She rode him hard, her huge breasts bouncing with every movement. Mark reached up, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples.
With a final cry, Samantha came again, her pussy milking Mark’s cock. He followed soon after, his cum filling her to the brim.
Breathless, they collapsed onto the desk, their bodies slick with sweat. They lay there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of their encounter.
Mark looked over at Samantha, his heart still racing. “Wow,” he said, his voice filled with awe.
Samantha smiled at him, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Wow indeed,” she replied.
And with that, they got dressed and went back to their jobs, their secret encounter forever etched in their memories.
