In the dimly lit office, a woman named Isabella worked late into the night. She was a striking figure, with her long chestnut hair cascading down her back and her voluptuous figure on display in a form-fitting red dress. Isabella’s most notable feature, however, were her huge breasts, which were barely contained by the low-cut dress.
As she worked, Isabella couldn’t help but feel aroused by the solitude of the office. She let out a soft moan as she ran her fingers over her hard nipples, which were visible through the thin fabric of her dress. She decided to take a break and slipped off her dress, revealing her bare breasts and shaved pubic area.
Isabella’s eyes fluttered shut as she began to touch herself, her fingers gliding over her slick folds. She let out a soft gasp as she circled her clit, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts.
Suddenly, she heard a noise behind her. She turned to see a handsome man named Ethan, who worked in a different department. He was tall and muscular, with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile.
“I couldn’t help but notice you working late,” Ethan said, his gaze fixed on Isabella’s bare breasts.
Isabella blushed, but she didn’t try to cover herself up. Instead, she stood up and walked over to Ethan, her hips swaying seductively.
“I couldn’t help but notice you, either,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
Ethan didn’t need any further invitation. He pulled Isabella close and kissed her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair.
Ethan’s hands roamed over Isabella’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She gasped and arched her back, offering herself up to him.
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking as he went. Isabella threw her head back and moaned, her hands clutching at Ethan’s shoulders.
He reached her breasts and took one hard nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. Isabella cried out and dug her fingers into his scalp, urging him on.
Ethan’s hand drifted down between Isabella’s legs, and she spread them wide to give him access. He stroked her slick folds, and she moaned and ground herself against his hand.
“Please, Ethan,” she begged, her voice hoarse with desire. “I need you inside me.”
Ethan didn’t need any further encouragement. He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust inside, filling her completely. Isabella cried out and clung to him, her nails digging into his back.
He began to thrust in and out of her, each stroke harder and deeper than the last. Isabella met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm as old as time.
Ethan reached down and stroked Isabella’s clit as he fucked her, and she screamed and came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock. He followed her over the edge, pumping his load deep inside her.
They collapsed together, panting and sweating, their bodies still entwined.
“That was amazing,” Isabella said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Yes, it was,” Ethan agreed, kissing her softly. “We should do it again sometime.”
Isabella smiled and nodded, already looking forward to their next encounter.
