It was a typical day at the office. The hum of fluorescent lights and the distant sounds of keyboards filled the air. But in the corner office, there was something anything but typical happening.
Behind the large oak desk sat a woman named Samantha. She was a successful businesswoman, known for her sharp mind and sharp tongue. But there was something else she was known for – her huge breasts. She was well endowed, and she knew it. She often used her assets to her advantage, flirting with her male colleagues and clients.
Today, she was working late, trying to finish up a report for an important meeting the next day. She was dressed in a sleek black pencil skirt and a white blouse, the top buttons undone to reveal a hint of cleavage. She was focused on her work when she heard a knock at the door.
It was John, one of the young interns. He was a shy, skinny guy with glasses. He had been working under Samantha for the past few weeks, and she had taken a liking to him. She found him to be intelligent and hardworking, but also innocent and naive. She couldn’t help but feel a maternal instinct towards him.
“Come in, John,” she said, looking up from her computer.
John hesitated for a moment before opening the door. “I just wanted to drop off these files,” he said, holding up a stack of papers.
“Thank you, John. You’re always so reliable,” Samantha said, taking the files from him.
John blushed at the compliment. “I try my best,” he said, looking down at the floor.
Samantha could see the awkwardness in his posture, the way he fidgeted with his hands. She knew he had a crush on her, and she couldn’t help but feel a little flattered. She decided to take a chance and see where things would go.
“John, do you want to have a drink with me?” she asked, gesturing to the bottle of wine on her desk.
John’s eyes widened in surprise. “Uh, sure,” he said, trying to hide his excitement.
Samantha poured two glasses of wine and handed one to John. They made small talk for a few minutes, discussing their work and their plans for the weekend. But as the wine flowed, the conversation became more personal.
Samantha leaned back in her chair, exposing more cleavage. She could see John’s eyes wandering, and she knew he was struggling to maintain eye contact. She decided to take things to the next level.
She stood up and walked around the desk, sitting on the edge in front of John. She crossed her legs, revealing her black lace panties. She could see the bulge in John’s pants, and she knew he was getting turned on.
She reached out and touched his hand, feeling the warmth of his skin. She leaned in closer, their faces just inches apart. She could feel his breath on her lips, and she knew he was waiting for her to make the first move.
She closed her eyes and kissed him, her lips soft and inviting. John responded eagerly, his hands exploring her body. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh, and she knew he wanted her.
She broke the kiss and stood up, taking off her blouse and revealing her huge breasts. John’s eyes widened in amazement, and he reached out to touch them. She moaned as he squeezed her nipples, her body responding to his touch.
She pulled down her skirt and panties, standing naked in front of him. She could see the hunger in his eyes, and she knew he wanted to fuck her. She pushed him back onto the chair and straddled him, his cock sliding into her wet pussy.
They fucked hard and fast, their bodies slapping together. Samantha moaned and screamed, encouraging John to fuck her harder. She could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around his cock.
John came first, his cum filling her pussy. She followed soon after, her body shaking with pleasure. They collapsed onto the chair, panting and sweating.
Samantha looked down at John, his face flushed with pleasure. She knew she had made the right decision. They would continue to fuck in the office, their secret meetings their little secret.
The end.
