In the dimly lit office building, a woman named Samantha was still hard at work. She was a successful businesswoman, known for her sharp mind and razor-sharp wit. But tonight, she was alone, her colleagues having left hours ago. She couldn’t help but feel a shiver of excitement run down her spine as she looked at her reflection in the window. Her ample curves were on full display, her huge breasts spilling out of her lacy lingerie, her pubic hair neatly trimmed and visible through the sheer fabric.
She heard a noise behind her and turned around to see a man named Jack, a new intern at the company. He was young, with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. Samantha couldn’t help but feel a spark of attraction as she looked at him. She had always had a weakness for younger men, and Jack was no exception.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you,” Jack said, his voice low and sultry.
“It’s okay, Jack. I was just finishing up some work,” Samantha replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
She watched as Jack’s gaze traveled down her body, stopping at her breasts. She could see the desire in his eyes, and it only served to heighten her own arousal. She stood up, her hips swaying seductively as she walked towards him.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day, Jack,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
Jack’s eyes widened in surprise, but he didn’t say a word. Samantha could see the conflict in his eyes, the battle between his desire and his professionalism. But in the end, desire won out.
Samantha reached out, her fingers tracing the outline of Jack’s hard cock through his pants. He let out a low moan, his hips thrusting forward involuntarily. Samantha smiled, her fingers deftly undoing his belt and pulling down his zipper.
She wrapped her hand around his cock, her fingers barely able to encircle his girth. She began to stroke him, her hand moving up and down his shaft in a slow, sensual rhythm. Jack’s head fell back, his eyes closed in pleasure as he let out a low groan.
Samantha leaned in, her lips brushing against Jack’s ear. “I want you, Jack. I want to feel you inside me,” she whispered.
Jack’s eyes snapped open, his gaze meeting Samantha’s. He nodded, unable to speak.
Samantha led Jack over to her desk, pushing aside papers and files to clear a space. She bent over, her huge breasts hanging down, her nipples hard and aching for attention. Jack moved behind her, his hands resting on her hips as he positioned himself at her entrance.
He entered her slowly, his cock sliding in easily thanks to Samantha’s wetness. She let out a low moan as he filled her, her muscles clenching around him as he began to thrust.
Their lovemaking was intense, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Samantha could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
“Don’t stop, Jack. Don’t stop,” she panted, her fingers digging into the wood of the desk.
Jack increased his pace, his hips slapping against Samantha’s ass with each thrust. She could feel the orgasm building inside her, her muscles tensing in anticipation.
And then, with a cry, she came. Her orgasm washed over her in waves, leaving her breathless and trembling. Jack followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his seed.
They collapsed onto the desk, their bodies slick with sweat. Samantha looked up at Jack, a satisfied smile on her face.
“Welcome to the company, Jack,” she said, her voice filled with humor and affection.
