In the heart of a bustling city, there was a towering skyscraper where the corporate world thrived. On the 37th floor, a woman named Samantha worked as an executive assistant to the company’s CEO. At 28 years old, she was a striking figure with her long, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. Her most prominent feature, however, was her ample bosom, which she took great care to accentuate with form-fitting blouses.
One day, as Samantha was working late, she received a call from her boss, who informed her that he would be working from home the following day. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief wash over her, as she had been feeling particularly horny lately. She decided to take advantage of the empty office and indulge in some self-pleasure.
Samantha stood up from her desk and made her way to the women’s restroom. Once inside, she locked herself in a stall and began to undress. She slipped off her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra, which barely contained her massive breasts. She unzipped her pencil skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing her matching lace panties and thick patch of pubic hair.
She sat down on the toilet seat and spread her legs apart, running her fingers over her wet slit. She closed her eyes and imagined a man, anyone but her boss, between her legs, licking and fingering her to ecstasy. She let out a soft moan as she began to touch herself, her fingers circling her clit and dipping into her wet pussy.
The restroom door opened, snapping Samantha out of her fantasy. She quickly stood up and put her clothes back on, hoping that whoever it was would leave soon. Instead, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching her stall.
