In the hallowed halls of the corporate world, there existed a woman of unparalleled beauty and grace. Her name was Marianne, the office matriarch, a woman in her late thirties, with a voluptuous figure and a mane of fiery red hair. She was the epitome of feminine prowess, admired and lusted after by all who crossed her path.
Marianne was the proud owner of a pair of front view huge boobs, a sight to behold even through the modest blouses she wore. Her attire, while professional, did little to hide her ample assets, teasing the men in the office and leaving them weak at the knees. But what truly set her apart was her natural, unshaven pubic hair, a testament to her confidence and sexual liberation.
One such man, a dashing young intern named Jake, found himself captivated by Marianne. He yearned for her, craved her touch, and was determined to make her his own. Jake was a quick learner, observing and analyzing Marianne’s every move, waiting for the perfect opportunity to make his advance.
It wasn’t until a late night at the office that Jake’s chance arrived. With most of the staff gone for the day, Marianne found herself alone, working tirelessly to meet a deadline. Spotting his opportunity, Jake approached her, offering to help with her workload. With a coy smile, Marianne accepted, her gaze lingering on Jake’s chiseled features and muscular frame.
As the night wore on, the sexual tension between them grew palpable. Jake, unable to contain himself any longer, leaned in, capturing Marianne’s lips in a passionate kiss. Surprised yet intrigued, Marianne responded, her hands reaching up to tangle in Jake’s hair as their tongues danced together.
Breaking their kiss, Jake began to explore Marianne’s body, his hands roaming over her curves, teasing her nipples through her blouse. With a devious grin, he unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her luscious, naked breasts. He wasted no time, lowering his head to take a nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it to a hard peak.
Marianne, now lost in the throes of passion, reached down, running her fingers through Jake’s hair as he worshipped her body. She could feel the heat building between her legs, her pubic hair damp with desire.
With a wicked glint in his eye, Jake moved his attention lower, his fingers tracing the waistband of Marianne’s skirt. He slowly inched it up, revealing her bare, naked ass. His cock throbbed with need, straining against his pants.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Jake dropped to his knees, his tongue darting out to taste Marianne’s juices. She gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the desk as he licked and sucked at her clit, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy.
Unable to wait any longer, Jake stood, freeing his aching cock from his pants. He positioned himself behind Marianne, his tip brushing against her slick entrance. With one, swift thrust, he entered her, filling her completely.
They moved together in a frantic rhythm, their moans and gasps echoing through the empty office. Jake reached around, his fingers finding Marianne’s clit once more, rubbing and circling it as he fucked her harder and deeper.
“Oh, Jake!” Marianne cried out, her orgasm washing over her in a wave of pleasure. Jake followed suit, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her.
Exhausted and satisfied, they collapsed onto the desk, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs.
“Until next time, my dear,” Marianne whispered, a sly smile playing on her lips.
Jake could only nod, already counting down the days until he could once again bask in the allure of the office matriarch.
