In the hallowed halls of the financial district, where titans of industry forged empires and fortunes were made and lost on the turn of a dime, there was one woman who commanded respect and awe in equal measure. Her name was Victoria, and she was the matronly executive of a powerful investment bank. With her fiery red hair, sharp intellect, and most notably, her ample bosom that seemed to defy gravity, she was a formidable presence in the male-dominated world of high finance.
One day, a young intern named Jonathan started working at the bank. He was a bright, ambitious young man, eager to learn the ropes and make a name for himself. From the moment he laid eyes on Victoria, he was captivated by her. Her beauty, her poise, her confidence – all of it was intoxicating to him. And, of course, there were her breasts, which seemed to captivate everyone who crossed her path.
Jonathan’s fascination with Victoria soon turned into an obsession. He found himself going out of his way to be near her, volunteering for projects she was overseeing, and even taking extended lunch breaks just to catch a glimpse of her in the office. He knew he couldn’t act on his desires – Victoria was his boss, after all – but he couldn’t help but dream.
One fateful day, Victoria called Jonathan into her office. She had a project she wanted him to work on, one that required his complete attention and focus. As Jonathan sat across from her, he couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples were erect, poking through the thin fabric of her blouse, and Jonathan felt his heart race.
Victoria noticed his gaze and smiled. “Is there a problem, Jonathan?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.
Jonathan swallowed hard. “No, ma’am,” he stammered. “I was just…noticing…”
Victoria stood up, her breasts bouncing slightly as she did. “Noticing what, Jonathan?” she asked, taking a step towards him.
Jonathan’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her. She was wearing a skirt that hit mid-thigh, and he could see the outline of her pubic hair through the fabric. He felt his cock stirring in his pants, and he knew he was in trouble.
“I…I was noticing your…your breasts, ma’am,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Victoria smiled again, this time with a hint of mischief in her eyes. “Well, Jonathan, since you’re so interested, why don’t you come a little closer?”
Jonathan hesitated for a moment, but the pull of Victoria’s body was too strong. He stood up and took a step towards her, his heart pounding in his chest.
Victoria reached out and placed a hand on his chest, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles. “You’re a very handsome young man, Jonathan,” she said, her voice seductive. “I’ve been watching you, you know.”
Jonathan’s breath hitched in his throat as Victoria’s hand moved down to his belt buckle. She undid it with a swift motion, her fingers grazing the skin of his abdomen as she did. Jonathan felt a shiver run down his spine.
“Victoria…” he began, but she silenced him with a finger to his lips.
“Shh, Jonathan. Let me take care of you,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
She undid his pants and let them fall to the ground, revealing his hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it, her fingers tightening around the shaft. Jonathan let out a low moan as she began to stroke him.
Victoria’s other hand moved up to his chest, her fingers pinching his nipples through his shirt. Jonathan felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through his body, and he reached out to touch her.
He ran his hands over her breasts, feeling their weight in his palms. He could feel her nipples harden under his touch, and he bent his head to take one into his mouth. Victoria let out a low moan as he sucked on her nipple, her hand moving faster on his cock.
Jonathan could feel himself getting close to the edge, and he knew he needed to be inside her. He pulled away from her breast and looked into her eyes.
“Victoria, I want to fuck you,” he said, his voice urgent.
Victoria smiled and pushed him back onto the couch. She straddled him, her skirt hiked up around her waist. Jonathan could see the wetness glistening on her pubic hair, and he reached out to touch her.
She moaned as his fingers found her clit, her hips grinding against his hand. Jonathan could feel her getting closer, and he knew he needed to be inside her.
He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust upwards, burying himself deep inside her. Victoria let out a low moan as he filled her, her hips moving in time with his.
Jonathan reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking at her nipples. Victoria leaned down and kissed him, their tongues dancing together as they moved together.
Jonathan could feel himself getting close, and he knew he needed to make Victoria cum first. He reached down and rubbed her clit, his fingers moving in time with his thrusts.
Victoria’s moans grew louder and more urgent, and Jonathan knew she was close. He increased his pace, his cock slamming into her as she ground against him.
With a cry, Victoria came, her orgasm sending waves of pleasure through her body. Jonathan could feel her muscles contracting around him, and he knew he couldn’t hold back any longer.
With a final thrust, he came, his cum filling her. Victoria collapsed against him, her breathing labored.
They stayed like that for a few moments, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Finally, Victoria sat up and looked at Jonathan.
“Well, Jonathan, I think you’ve proven yourself to be quite the asset to this company,” she said, a smirk on her face.
Jonathan grinned. “I’ll do my best, ma’am,” he said.
And with that, they got dressed and went back to work, their secret passion hidden from the world.
