The Temptation of Miss Thompson

In the hushed silence of the empty office, Miss Thompson sat alone at her desk, the room bathed in the soft glow of her desk lamp. She was a woman of striking beauty, with a voluptuous figure and a generous bust that she took great care to display to its fullest advantage. Her hair was a rich auburn, cut in a stylish bob that framed her face and drew attention to her full, red lips. She was dressed, as she usually was, in a form-fitting blouse that showcased her ample cleavage, and a skirt that hugged her hips and accentuated her shapely legs.

She was working late, as she often did, when she heard a soft knock at the door. She looked up, startled, and saw a man standing in the doorway. He was tall and handsome, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. She felt a sudden jolt of attraction, and she knew in that instant that she wanted him.

“May I come in?” he asked, his voice deep and smooth.

She nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. He closed the door behind him and walked towards her, his eyes locked on hers. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, and she knew that he wanted her too.

He stopped in front of her desk and looked down at her. She could see the bulge in his pants, and she felt a sudden thrill of excitement. She stood up, and he reached out and took her in his arms, pulling her close.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as they explored each other’s mouths. He ran his hands over her body, cupping her breasts and squeezing her nipples through the thin fabric of her blouse. She moaned with pleasure, her body responding to his touch.

He broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down her neck, nibbling and licking at her sensitive skin. She tilted her head back, giving him better access, and he took full advantage, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

He reached down and began to unbutton her blouse, his fingers deft and sure. She helped him, shrugging out of the garment and letting it fall to the floor. He looked at her, his eyes dark with desire, and she felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine.

He reached out and cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. She moaned, her body arching towards him, and he leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking at it. She ran her fingers through his hair, holding him close as he pleasured her.

He switched his attention to her other nipple, giving it the same treatment, and she moaned again, her body trembling with pleasure. He reached down and began to caress her thighs, his fingers tracing patterns on her sensitive skin.

She knew what he wanted, and she was more than ready to give it to him. She reached down and began to stroke his cock through his pants, feeling it harden and swell under her touch. He groaned, his hips thrusting forward, seeking more contact.

She undid his pants and pushed them down, freeing his cock. It was long and thick, and she licked her lips in anticipation. She dropped to her knees in front of him and took him into her mouth, sucking and licking at him. He groaned, his hands fisting in her hair as she pleasured him.

She could feel her own desire building, her pussy wet and aching for him. She stood up and turned around, bending over her desk. She looked back at him, her eyes challenging, and he stepped forward, his cock pressing against her wet, swollen lips.

He thrust into her, filling her completely, and she moaned with pleasure. He began to fuck her, hard and fast, his hips slapping against her ass. She pushed back, meeting him thrust for thrust, her body trembling with pleasure.

She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tightening, and she knew that she was close. She reached down and began to stroke her clit, her fingers moving in time with his thrusts. She moaned, her body trembling, and then she was coming, her orgasm crashing over her in waves of pleasure.

He continued to fuck her, his thrusts becoming erratic as he approached his own release. She could feel him swelling inside her, and she knew that he was close. She reached back and grabbed his ass, pulling him deeper into her.

He groaned, his body shuddering, and then he was coming, his hot cum filling her. She moaned, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her own orgasm.

He pulled out of her and she stood up, turning to face him. They looked at each other, their bodies still trembling with pleasure, and then they kissed, their lips meeting in a soft, lingering kiss.

“Thank you,” he said, his voice hoarse.

She smiled, her eyes shining. “Anytime,” she said, and she knew that it was true.

He picked up his pants and dressed, and then he left, leaving her alone in the office, her body still humming with pleasure. She sat down at her desk, a satisfied smile on her face, and continued to work.

She knew that she would never forget this night, this encounter with a stranger who had become so much more. She knew that she would see him again, and that they would explore each other’s bodies once again.

But for now, she was content to sit here, her body still trembling with pleasure, and to bask in the afterglow of their passion. She knew that she had found something special, something that she would cherish forever.

And she knew that she would never forget the night that she had given in to temptation, and had found pleasure beyond her wildest dreams.

Leave a Reply

close-alt close collapse comment ellipsis expand gallery heart lock menu next pinned previous reply search share star