It was a typical day at the office. The hum of fluorescent lights filled the air, and the scent of stale coffee lingered in the hallway. But in the conference room, something was different.
Behind the large mahogany table, a woman named Veronica sat. She was in her late twenties, with curves in all the right places. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back, and her bright blue eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint. But what really caught your attention was her outfit – or lack thereof.
Veronica had shed her conservative business attire, and was now sitting completely nude. Her ample breasts, adorned with small pink nipples, were on full display. And between her legs, a thick patch of golden pubic hair beckoned.
You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. You had always had a crush on Veronica, but you never thought you’d have the chance to be alone with her. And now, here she was, naked and waiting for you.
You approached her slowly, your heart racing with excitement. Veronica looked up at you and smiled, her full lips curling into a seductive grin.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice husky and low.
You didn’t need any further invitation. You leaned down and kissed her, your tongue exploring her mouth. Veronica moaned softly, her hands reaching up to grip your shoulders.
Your hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. Veronica arched her back, pressing her chest into your touch.
You broke the kiss, trailing your lips down her neck and chest. You took one of her nipples into your mouth, sucking and nibbling gently. Veronica gasped, her fingers tangling in your hair.
You switched your attention to her other breast, giving it the same treatment. Veronica’s breathing grew heavier, her hips grinding against the table.
You moved your hand between her legs, finding her wet and ready. You slipped a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around you. Veronica moaned, her head falling back.
You added a second finger, fucking her slowly. Veronica’s moans grew louder, filling the room.
“Fuck me,” she begged, her voice desperate.
You didn’t need to be asked twice. You positioned yourself between her legs, your cock hard and ready. You teased her entrance with the tip, making Veronica whimper.
“Please,” she begged, her eyes pleading.
You thrust inside her, filling her completely. Veronica cried out, her nails digging into your back.
You started to move, your hips pistoning in and out of her. Veronica met you thrust for thrust, her moans growing louder and more desperate.
You could feel yourself getting close, your balls tightening. Veronica must have sensed it too, because she suddenly clenched around you, her orgasm rippling through her.
You couldn’t hold back any longer. You came inside her, your cock pulsing with release. Veronica moaned, her body milking every last drop from you.
You collapsed on top of her, both of you panting and sweating. Veronica wrapped her arms around you, holding you close.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her breath warm against your ear.
You couldn’t agree more.
