In the heart of a bustling city, a towering skyscraper housed a successful marketing firm. On the 35th floor, a woman named Sabrina worked as a creative director. She was known for her striking beauty, her voluptuous figure, and her fiery red hair that cascaded down to her shoulders. But what truly set her apart was her boldness when it came to her appearance. She never shied away from showing off her ample assets, including her luscious, untamed pubic hair that was always on display through her office’s glass walls.
One day, a new intern named Jack started at the firm. He was a young, ambitious man, eager to make a name for himself in the industry. But as he settled into his new role, he couldn’t help but be distracted by Sabrina’s presence. Her confidence and sex appeal were intoxicating, and he found himself constantly stealing glances at her through her office window.
One afternoon, Sabrina noticed Jack’s lingering stares. She smiled to herself, feeling a familiar thrill at the thought of a new conquest. She stood up from her desk, making sure to give Jack a full view of her curvaceous figure, and walked over to his desk.
“Hi there,” she said, extending her hand. “I’m Sabrina, the creative director. I couldn’t help but notice you’ve been watching me. Is there something on your mind?”
Jack was taken aback by her directness, but he couldn’t deny the attraction he felt. He stammered out a response, trying to keep his cool.
“Uh, hi Sabrina. I’m Jack, the new intern. I was just, uh, admiring your, uh, office decor.”
Sabrina raised an eyebrow, knowing full well what he was really admiring.
“Oh, you mean my pubic hair? I like to keep it natural. It’s a bold choice, I know, but it’s a part of who I am. Do you like it?”
Jack blushed, caught off guard by her bluntness. But he couldn’t deny the allure of her confidence.
“Uh, yeah, I do. It’s, uh, different. And I mean that in a good way.”
Sabrina smiled, pleased with his response.
“Good. I’m glad you appreciate it. You know, Jack, I like to reward people who aren’t afraid to speak their minds. How about we continue this conversation over dinner tonight?”
Jack hesitated for a moment, but the thought of spending more time with Sabrina was too enticing to resist.
“Sure, I’d love to. Where should we meet?”
Sabrina leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper.
“Meet me at my place at 7. And wear something comfortable. I have a feeling we’re going to get, uh, cozy.”
Jack nodded, his heart racing at the thought of what was to come.
That night, Jack arrived at Sabrina’s apartment, his nerves on edge. But as soon as she opened the door, his fears melted away. She was wearing a silky robe that barely covered her ample cleavage, and her red hair was loose and wild around her shoulders.
“Hi, Jack,” she said, her voice husky and seductive. “I’m so glad you could make it.”
She led him inside, pouring them each a glass of wine. They chatted for a while, their conversation flowing easily as they got to know each other better. But as the night wore on, the tension between them grew.
Finally, Sabrina stood up, her robe slipping open to reveal her bare breasts.
“Jack, I think it’s time we took this to the next level. Follow me.”
She led him to her bedroom, where she pushed him down onto the bed. She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips as she ground her pelvis against his.
“Do you like what you see, Jack?” she asked, her voice a low purr.
He nodded, unable to speak. She leaned down, her nipples brushing against his chest as she kissed him deeply. Her tongue explored his mouth, tasting the wine on his lips.
Sabrina broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his neck as she made her way to his chest. She licked and nibbled at his nipples, feeling them harden under her touch. She smiled to herself, knowing how sensitive he was.
She continued down his body, her lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She reached his pants, quickly undoing them and pulling them down to his ankles. His cock sprang free, already hard and eager for her touch.
Sabrina wrapped her hand around his shaft, feeling its heat and girth. She stroked him slowly, her fingers gliding easily over his slick skin. She leaned down, her tongue darting out to taste the tip of his cock.
Jack moaned, his hips bucking up towards her mouth. Sabrina took him in, her lips wrapping around his shaft as she sucked him deep into her throat. She hummed with pleasure, feeling his cock throb and twitch in her mouth.
She pulled back, her lips leaving a wet trail along his shaft. She looked up at him, her eyes gleaming with desire.
“Do you want more, Jack?” she asked, her voice husky.
He nodded, unable to speak. Sabrina smiled, pleased with his response.
She climbed back on top of him, her wet pussy hovering just above his cock. She teased him, rubbing her lips against his shaft as she ground her hips against his.
Finally, she couldn’t take it any longer. She positioned herself over him, her pussy sliding down onto his cock. She moaned as she felt him fill her, her muscles clenching around him as she adjusted to his size.
She began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. She leaned down, her breasts swaying in front of his face as she kissed him deeply.
Jack wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as he thrust upwards into her. She moaned, feeling him hit just the right spot inside her. She rode him harder, their bodies slapping together as they chased their release.
Suddenly, Sabrina felt it – the familiar buildup of pleasure as she approached her climax. She moaned, her pussy clenching around Jack’s cock as she came hard.
Jack followed quickly after, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum. Sabrina collapsed on top of him, her body spent and sated.
They lay there for a while, their bodies entwined as they caught their breath. Finally, Sabrina pulled back, her eyes shining with satisfaction.
“Well, Jack,” she said, her voice soft. “I’d say that was a successful first meeting. Are you ready for round two?”
Jack grinned, feeling his cock twitch at the thought.
“Bring it on, Sabrina. I’m ready for anything you have in store for me.”
And with that, they began again, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time itself.
