It was a slow day at the office. The hum of fluorescent lights filled the air, punctuated only by the occasional tapping of keys. Sarah, a woman with a voluptuous figure and a mane of fiery red hair, sat at her desk, tapping her long, red nails against the wood. She was known for her impressive cleavage, which was on full display today in a low-cut blouse.
Across the office, Mark, a young intern, couldn’t help but steal glances at Sarah. He had always been drawn to her, her confidence and sex appeal drawing him in like a moth to a flame. He had never acted on his desires, however, always too nervous to make a move.
Today, however, something changed. Mark found himself walking over to Sarah’s desk, his heart pounding in his chest.
“S-Sarah,” he stammered, his face flushed. “C-can I talk to you for a minute?”
Sarah looked up from her work, her piercing green eyes meeting Mark’s. She smiled, her full lips curling up in a seductive grin.
“Of course, Mark,” she said, her voice husky and smooth. “What can I do for you?”
Mark gulped, his throat dry. He could feel his face growing even hotter as he spoke.
“I just… I wanted to tell you that I think you’re really beautiful,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Sarah’s smile grew wider as she stood up, towering over Mark. She reached out, her fingers brushing against his cheek.
“Why, thank you, Mark,” she said, her voice dripping with desire. “I think you’re pretty cute yourself.”
Before Mark could react, Sarah leaned in, pressing her lips against his. He responded eagerly, his hands reaching up to tangle in her hair.
As they kissed, Sarah’s hands began to wander, tracing a path down Mark’s chest and abdomen. She reached down, cupping his growing erection through his pants.
Mark gasped, his hips bucking forward involuntarily. Sarah chuckled, her lips curling up in a wicked grin.
