In the dimly lit office, a woman named Samantha was working late. She was a striking figure, with her long, wavy auburn hair cascading down her shoulders and her piercing green eyes. She was in her late twenties, with a voluptuous figure that was accentuated by the fitted dress she was wearing. Her ample cleavage was on full display, and her nipples were erect from the cool air conditioning. She had a patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair that peeked out from the top of her black lace panties.
Samantha was deeply engrossed in her work when she heard a faint noise coming from the adjacent office. She got up from her chair and walked over to the door, which was slightly ajar. She peeked inside and saw a man sitting at his desk, typing away on his computer. He was in his early thirties, with short, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He was wearing a crisp white shirt and black slacks, and his tie was loosened.
Samantha couldn’t help but stare at his muscular arms and broad shoulders. She felt a sudden surge of desire and decided to make her presence known. She cleared her throat and walked into the office.
“I didn’t know anyone else was still here,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
The man looked up from his computer and smiled. “I could say the same about you,” he replied, his voice deep and husky.
Samantha walked closer to his desk and leaned against it, giving him a full view of her cleavage. She noticed his gaze lingering on her chest and felt a shiver run down her spine.
“I couldn’t help but notice that you’re working awfully hard,” she said, her voice dripping with seduction. “Why don’t you take a break and let me buy you a drink?”
The man hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Sure, why not?” he said, standing up from his chair.
Samantha led him to the nearby bar and ordered two glasses of whiskey. They sat down at a table and made small talk, but Samantha could sense that the tension between them was building. She reached over and placed her hand on his thigh, feeling his muscles tense under her touch.
Without saying a word, she leaned in and kissed him, her lips meeting his in a passionate embrace. He responded eagerly, his tongue exploring her mouth. She could feel his hardness pressing against her thigh, and she knew that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
They quickly made their way back to the office, their hands all over each other. Once inside, Samantha pushed him against the wall and started unbuttoning his shirt. He groaned as she ran her hands over his chest, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles.
She then dropped to her knees and started undoing his pants. She pulled them down, revealing his rock-hard cock. She wrapped her lips around it, taking it all in. He moaned as she started sucking, her tongue swirling around the tip.
After a few minutes, he pulled her up and pushed her against the desk. He lifted her dress and pulled down her panties, revealing her wet pussy. He started licking it, his tongue flicking against her clit. She moaned as he started fingering her, her muscles clenching around his fingers.
He then stood up and entered her, his cock sliding in easily. She gasped as he started thrusting, her nails digging into his back. He grabbed her hips and started pounding her harder, their bodies slapping against each other.
They switched positions, with Samantha on top. She rode him, her breasts bouncing in front of his face. He reached up and started squeezing them, his thumbs flicking against her nipples. She moaned as she started grinding against him, her orgasm building.
Finally, they both came, their bodies shuddering in pleasure. They collapsed onto the desk, their bodies slick with sweat.
“That was amazing,” Samantha said, her voice barely above a whisper.
The man nodded, still trying to catch his breath. “Yes, it was,” he replied.
They got dressed and went their separate ways, but they both knew that it was just the beginning of something special.
