In the heart of a bustling city, a towering skyscraper housed a successful business. In one of its many offices, a woman named Samantha worked as a secretary for the company’s CEO. She was a buxom beauty, with long, flowing chestnut hair and piercing green eyes. Her most striking feature, however, were her ample bosoms, which were barely contained by the skimpy blouses she wore to work.
Samantha was a 28-year-old divorcée, free of any inhibitions or restraints. She had a wild streak, and enjoyed pushing the boundaries of what was considered acceptable in the workplace. Today, she decided to take it to the next level.
Entering the office early one morning, she slipped off her blouse and bra, freeing her massive breasts. She ran her fingers over her erect nipples, feeling a surge of pleasure as she did so. She then removed her skirt, leaving her clad only in a pair of black lace panties.
As she sat at her desk, she could feel the cool air of the office on her bare skin, causing her nipples to harden even further. She spread her legs slightly, allowing the silky fabric of her panties to caress her shaven pussy. She couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as she did so.
The door to the office opened, and in walked the CEO, Mr. Thompson. A middle-aged man, with salt and pepper hair and a distinguished air about him, he was taken aback by the sight of Samantha, sitting at her desk, completely naked from the waist up.
“Samantha, what on earth are you doing?” he asked, trying to maintain his composure.
“I thought it would be a nice surprise, Mr. Thompson,” she replied, with a sly smile. “I want to make your day a little more enjoyable.”
She stood up, revealing the rest of her nude body. She could see the outline of Mr. Thompson’s cock straining against his trousers.
“I want to make you feel good, Mr. Thompson,” she continued. “I want to pleasure you, in any way you desire.”
She walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively. She reached out, and began to stroke his cock through his trousers.
“Samantha, we can’t do this here,” he protested, but his weak protests were no match for her determination.
She undid his belt, and pulled down his trousers and underwear, releasing his throbbing cock. She knelt down, and took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip.
Mr. Thompson let out a deep groan, as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. She reached down, and began to finger her pussy, moaning with pleasure as she did so.
She stood up, and bent over the desk, her bare ass in the air.
“Take me, Mr. Thompson,” she begged. “Fuck me, hard.”
Mr. Thompson didn’t need any further encouragement. He positioned himself behind her, and entered her in one swift thrust. She let out a loud moan, as he began to fuck her, hard and fast. She could feel her orgasm building, as he pounded her from behind.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried, as she came, her juices flowing down her legs.
Mr. Thompson pulled out, and she turned around, taking him back into her mouth. She could taste her own juices on his cock, as she sucked him dry.
They collapsed onto the floor, spent and exhausted.
“That was incredible, Samantha,” Mr. Thompson panted.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it, Mr. Thompson,” she replied, with a satisfied smile.
As they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their illicit encounter, the door to the office opened, and in walked the company’s HR manager, Mrs. Harris.
“Oh my, I see you’ve already started the meeting without me,” she said, with a sly smile.
Samantha and Mr. Thompson looked at each other, and then back at Mrs. Harris, as she began to undress.
It was going to be a very long, and very pleasurable, meeting.
