In the bustling office of a successful tech company, there was a woman named Samantha. She was a striking figure, with long, curly brown hair and piercing green eyes. But what really caught people’s attention was her ample cleavage, on display in even the most modest of blouses. Her huge breasts were the subject of many an admiring glance and whispered conversation among her colleagues.
Samantha was well aware of the effect she had on men, and she reveled in it. She loved the power it gave her, and she wasn’t above using it to get what she wanted. But there was one man in the office who had always managed to resist her charms: the company’s CEO, a handsome and successful man named Jack.
Samantha had been trying to seduce Jack for months, but he always seemed to be just out of reach. She would flirt with him, touch his arm, laugh at his jokes, but he never took the bait. She was determined to make him hers, and she knew that she would have to be more aggressive in her approach.
One day, as she was working late at the office, she decided to make her move. She slipped out of her blouse and bra, freeing her huge breasts. She could feel her nipples harden in the cool air of the office. She walked over to Jack’s office, her hips swaying seductively. She knew he was still in there, working on some important report.
She knocked on the door, and he called out for her to enter. She opened the door, and he looked up from his work, his eyes widening as he took in her naked upper body. She walked over to his desk, and leaned forward, giving him a full view of her cleavage.
“I couldn’t help but notice that you’ve been working very hard lately,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I thought you might need a break.”
Jack swallowed hard, his eyes glued to her breasts. He knew he should look away, but he couldn’t. He was mesmerized by her.
“I, uh, I’m fine,” he stammered, trying to regain his composure. “I don’t think this is appropriate, Samantha.”
Samantha smiled, and reached out to touch his arm. “Don’t be like that,” she said. “We’re adults, we can do whatever we want.”
She leaned down, and whispered in his ear. “I want you, Jack. I’ve wanted you for a long time.”
Jack’s resolve crumbled at her words. He couldn’t resist her any longer. He reached out, and pulled her close, his hands cupping her breasts. She moaned softly as he kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth.
He stood up, and lifted her onto the desk. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and ground her hips against him. He could feel her heat through their clothes, and he knew he had to have her.
He reached down, and slipped his hand under her skirt. She was not wearing any underwear, and he could feel the soft curls of her pubic hair. He groaned as he slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness.
She moaned, and arched her back, giving him better access. He added another finger, and began to thrust them in and out of her. She was so wet, so ready for him.
He pulled her skirt up, and pushed her legs apart. He knelt down, and buried his face in her pussy. She cried out as his tongue found her clit, and began to circle it. He slipped a finger inside her, and began to thrust it in and out of her.
She was moaning loudly now, her hips bucking against his face. He could feel her orgasm building, and he quickened his pace. She cried out as she came, her juices flowing over his hand.
He stood up, and unzipped his pants. She reached down, and pulled his cock out, stroking it. He groaned as she guided it to her entrance, and he thrust into her.
She wrapped her legs around him, and pulled him deeper. He began to thrust in and out of her, and she moaned with pleasure. He reached down, and began to play with her clit again. She was moaning loudly now, begging him to go
harder.
He was happy to oblige, and he began to thrust harder and faster. She was crying out with pleasure, her orgasm building again. He could feel his own orgasm building, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.
He thrust into her one last time, and cried out as he came. She milked him dry, her pussy contracting around his cock. He collapsed on top of her, both of them gasping for breath.
They lay there for a few moments, wrapped in each other’s arms. Then, Samantha stood up, and began to dress.
“I think we both needed that,” she said, with a sly smile. “But I think it’s best if we keep this between ourselves.”
Jack nodded, still too stunned to speak. He watched as she walked out of the office, her hips swaying seductively. He knew he would never forget this night, and he couldn’t wait for the next time.
