In the bustling office of a large insurance company, all eyes were drawn to the imposing figure of Mrs. Abigail Thompson, the office matron. She was a woman of considerable size, with an ample bosom that threatened to spill out of her blouses, and a thick patch of dark pubic hair that was visible even through the heavy fabric of her skirts. Despite her advanced age, she had a certain allure that was impossible to ignore.
One day, a young intern named Jack found himself alone in the office with Mrs. Thompson. He had always been fascinated by her, and as she sat at her desk, he couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage. She noticed his gaze and smiled, inviting him to come closer.
As Jack approached, Mrs. Thompson stood up and leaned against her desk, her massive breasts pressing against the wood. She looked him up and down, her eyes lingering on his crotch. Jack felt a stirring in his pants and looked away, embarrassed.
“It’s alright, Jack,” Mrs. Thompson said, her voice a low purr. “I know what you’re feeling. And I have to admit, I’ve been thinking about you too.”
She reached out and took his hand, placing it on her breast. Jack gasped as he felt the weight of her flesh, the heat of her body. He looked up at her, and she leaned down to kiss him, her tongue exploring his mouth.
Mrs. Thompson broke the kiss and began to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lacy bra and the generous mounds of flesh spilling out of it. Jack watched, mesmerized, as she slipped off her skirt and stood before him in nothing but her underwear.
She beckoned him closer and began to undress him, her fingers lingering on his chest and stomach. Jack felt a surge of desire as she took his cock in her hand, stroking it gently.
Mrs. Thompson led Jack to her desk and bent over it, her ass in the air. Jack approached, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around him.
As they fucked, Mrs. Thompson moaned and gasped, her breasts jiggling with each thrust. Jack reached around and grabbed her nipples, pinching and twisting them. She cried out, her orgasm building.
Finally, she came, her pussy clenching around Jack’s cock. He followed soon after, his cum filling her pussy. They collapsed onto the desk, panting and sweating.
Mrs. Thompson looked up at Jack, her eyes shining with desire. “I think we’re going to have a lot of fun together,” she said, a wicked smile on her face.
And they did. Over the next few weeks, Jack and Mrs. Thompson explored every inch of each other’s bodies, trying out new positions and techniques. They fucked in the office, in the break room, and even in the stairwell. It was a wild and passionate affair, one that neither of them would ever forget.
