In the corner office of a bustling advertising agency, a woman named Isabella worked late into the evening. She was a successful creative director, known for her brilliant ideas and striking good looks. Isabella was a tall, curvaceous woman with wavy auburn hair that cascaded down her shoulders. Her most distinctive feature, however, were her huge, firm breasts that seemed to defy gravity. She was dressed in a fitted skirt and blouse, but as the night wore on, she became more and more comfortable in her own skin.
As she worked, Isabella couldn’t help but feel aroused by the solitude of the office. She let her fingers drift down to her inner thighs, feeling the warmth radiating from her pussy. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she imagined what it would be like to be touched by someone else.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Isabella quickly composed herself and called out for the person to enter. It was Ethan, a young account executive who had been working with her on a big campaign. He was a tall, handsome man with piercing blue eyes and a toned physique.
Ethan couldn’t help but notice the flush on Isabella’s cheeks and the way her breasts were heaving with each breath. He felt a sudden urge to take her right there on her desk.
“Isabella, I couldn’t help but notice that you seem a little… distracted,” Ethan said, his voice low and husky.
Isabella looked up at him, her eyes wide with desire. “I’m sorry, Ethan. I just can’t seem to focus on anything but… other things,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan took a step closer to her, his eyes locked on hers. “Like what?” he asked, his voice full of desire.
Isabella stood up from her chair, her body pressed against Ethan’s. “Like this,” she said, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply.
Ethan responded eagerly, his hands roaming over Isabella’s body. He cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in his hands. Isabella let out a soft moan as he pinched her nipples through the fabric of her blouse.
Ethan’s hands then moved down to Isabella’s skirt, hiking it up around her waist. He slid his fingers into her panties, feeling the wetness of her pussy. Isabella let out a gasp as he stroked her clit, her body trembling with pleasure.
Ethan then lifted Isabella up onto her desk, spreading her legs wide. He knelt down between them, his face just inches from her pussy. He looked up at her, his eyes full of desire. “May I?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Isabella nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Ethan then leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her. Isabella let out a loud moan as he licked and sucked on her clit, her body writhing with pleasure.
Ethan then stood up, his cock straining against his pants. Isabella reached down, unzipping his fly and freeing his erection. She stroked it gently, feeling its heat and hardness.
Ethan then lifted Isabella’s legs, wrapping them around his waist. He positioned himself at her entrance, then thrust deep inside her. Isabella let out a loud moan as he filled her, her pussy gripping him tightly.
Ethan began to thrust in and out of her, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Isabella’s moans grew louder and louder, filling the office.
Ethan then reached down, his fingers finding Isabella’s clit. He began to rub it in time with his thrusts, sending Isabella over the edge. She let out a loud cry as she came, her pussy clenching around Ethan’s cock.
Ethan couldn’t hold back any longer, his own orgasm crashing over him. He let out a loud groan as he came, his cock pulsing deep inside Isabella.
They both collapsed onto the desk, their bodies slick with sweat. They lay there for a moment, catching their breath.
“That was… incredible,” Isabella said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan nodded, still trying to catch his breath. “Yes, it was,” he said, smiling at her.
They both knew that they would have to get back to work eventually, but for now, they were content to just lay there, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
