In the heart of the city, in a towering skyscraper, was a bustling office filled with the sounds of keyboards clacking and printers humming. But in one corner, in a private office, a different kind of heat was building.
Behind the large oak desk sat a woman, Marianne, a woman of power and beauty. Her long, wavy chestnut hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face and drawing attention to her piercing green eyes. Her ample curves were on full display, her nude breasts spilling out of her low-cut blouse, her erect nipples begging to be touched. Her skirt had ridden up, revealing her smooth, shaven pubic mound.
Across from her sat a young man, fresh out of college, eager to make his mark in the business world. He couldn’t help but stare at Marianne, at her heaving breasts, at the way her hips swayed as she spoke. He felt a stirring in his pants, a desire that he couldn’t ignore.
Marianne noticed the young man’s gaze, and she smiled. She knew the power she held, the effect she had on men. She stood up, walking around the desk, her hips swaying even more deliberately now. She stood in front of him, her legs slightly parted, her pubic hair visible through the thin fabric of her skirt.
The young man swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. Marianne reached out, her fingers lightly tracing the outline of his hardening cock through his pants. He let out a soft moan, his hips bucking involuntarily.
Marianne leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. “I see you’re eager,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. “But we have work to do first.”
She stood up, walking back to her desk. She sat down, her legs crossed, her skirt riding up even higher. The young man could see the wetness on her panties, the way they clung to her lips.
They worked for hours, their eyes meeting, their hands brushing against each other. The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with desire.
Finally, Marianne stood up, walking around the desk again. She sat on the edge, her legs spread wide, her skirt hiked up to her waist. She leaned back, her hands resting on the desk behind her.
“I think it’s time for a break,” she said, her voice low and sultry.
The young man stood up, his hands shaking as he undid his belt, his pants falling to the floor. He stepped out of them, his cock hard and erect.
Marianne reached out, her fingers wrapping around his shaft. She stroked him slowly, her thumb rubbing circles around the tip of his cock. He let out a soft moan, his hips bucking forward.
She stood up, her body pressing against his. She kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing together. He could taste her lipstick, the sweetness of her breath.
Marianne broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his neck, her teeth nibbling on his earlobe. She licked and sucked on his nipples, her hands caressing his chest.
She knelt down, her lips wrapping around the tip of his cock. She sucked him deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his shaft. He let out a loud moan, his hands tangled in her hair.
Marianne stood up, turning around. She bent over the desk, her ass in the air, her skirt around her waist. She reached back, her fingers playing with her wet pussy.
The young man stepped forward, his cock pressing against her entrance. He thrust into her, hard and deep. She let out a loud moan, her hips meeting his.
They fucked hard and fast, their bodies slapping together, their moans filling the room. The young man reached around, his fingers playing with her clit, rubbing circles around it.
Marianne came hard, her body shaking, her moans echoing through the room. The young man followed shortly after, his cum filling her pussy, his body trembling.
They collapsed onto the floor, their bodies entwined, their hearts pounding.
“I think we earned that break,” Marianne said, her voice soft and gentle.
The young man could only nod, his mind still reeling from the encounter.
They got dressed, their bodies still humming with pleasure. They went back to work, their minds clearer, their bodies satisfied.
But every now and then, their eyes would meet, and they would remember the allure of the office.
