In the bustling office of a large corporation, there was a woman named Marianne. She was the office manager, a woman in her mid-40s, with a voluptuous figure and an air of authority. Her most striking feature was her ample bosom, which she often emphasized with low-cut blouses. She also had a tendency to not shave her pubic hair, a fact that was hinted at by the slight dark triangle that was visible through her clothing.
One day, a new employee named Jake started working in the office. He was a young, handsome man in his late 20s, and he couldn’t help but notice Marianne. He found himself constantly stealing glances at her cleavage and wondering what she looked like naked.
Marianne, for her part, was not oblivious to Jake’s interest. She had always had a bit of a wild streak, and she found herself feeling tempted by the young man. She began to flirt with him, subtly at first, but with increasing boldness as the days went by.
One afternoon, after everyone else had left the office, Marianne found herself alone with Jake. She walked over to his desk, leaning over it so that he had a clear view down her blouse.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she said, her voice low and sultry.
Jake felt his heart race. “I’ve been thinking about you too,” he admitted.
Marianne smiled. “I thought you might have been. Why don’t you come back to my office and we can have a little private meeting?”
Jake followed her to her office, his heart pounding in his chest. When they arrived, Marianne closed the door behind them and turned to face him.
“I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
She stepped closer to him, running her hands over his chest. Jake felt his cock begin to stir as she began to undo his shirt, her fingers deftly working the buttons.
“You’re so handsome,” Marianne said, her voice filled with longing.
She pushed his shirt aside and leaned in to kiss him, her lips soft and warm against his. Jake felt himself being swept up in the moment, his hands reaching up to tangle in her long hair.
Marianne broke the kiss, her breathing heavy. She began to unbuckle Jake’s belt, her fingers working quickly.
“I want you so bad,” she said, her voice filled with need.
She pulled his pants down, his cock springing free. She wrapped her hand around it, her fingers tightening as she began to stroke him.
Jake groaned, his head falling back as she began to suck him. She took him deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around him.
“Oh God, Marianne,” Jake moaned, his hands reaching down to tangle in her hair.
She began to move faster, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked him. Jake could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge.
“I’m going to cum,” he warned, his voice tight with pleasure.
Marianne didn’t stop, her mouth still wrapped around him as he came, his hot seed filling her mouth. She swallowed every drop, her throat working as she drank him down.
Jake leaned back against the desk, his legs weak. Marianne stood up, a satisfied smile on her face.
“I’m glad you enjoyed that,” she said, her voice filled with confidence.
Jake could only nod, still trying to catch his breath.
“I think it’s time for me to go home now,” Marianne said, picking up her purse.
She walked to the door, pausing only to give Jake one last, lingering look.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said, her voice filled with promise.
Jake watched her go, his mind still reeling from what had just happened. He knew that he would never forget this encounter with the matronly office manager and her huge boobs.
