It was a slow day at the office. The sun streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow on everything it touched. At the front desk sat a woman named Samantha, a buxom brunette with curves in all the right places. She was in her late twenties, with a confident air about her that made her all the more attractive.
Samantha’s blouse was unbuttoned just enough to reveal a hint of cleavage, and she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her ample breasts threatened to spill out of her top with every movement she made. She wore a short skirt that showed off her long, toned legs, and her hair was styled in loose waves that cascaded down her back.
As she worked, she couldn’t help but feel a stirring in her loins. She had been feeling horny all day, and the thought of being watched while she touched herself was making her wet. She glanced around the office, making sure no one was watching, before slipping her hand under her skirt.
She moaned softly as she began to rub her clit, her fingers slick with her own juices. She closed her eyes and imagined a man standing behind her, his hard cock pressed against her ass as he reached around to play with her breasts.
Just as she was getting into it, she heard a cough behind her. She opened her eyes and saw a man standing there, his gaze fixed on her hand between her legs. He was tall and muscular, with piercing blue eyes and a handsome face.
Samantha’s heart raced as she realized she had been caught. But instead of being embarrassed, she felt a thrill run through her body. She stood up, her skirt riding up to reveal her nakedness beneath.
The man’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her. He licked his lips, his cock growing hard in his pants. Samantha couldn’t help but stare at it, her pussy growing wetter at the thought of having it inside her.
Without a word, the man stepped closer to her, his hands reaching out to cup her breasts. Samantha moaned as he pinched her nipples, her body trembling with desire.
He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “I’ve been watching you all day. I can’t wait to fuck you.”
Samantha’s heart raced as she felt his hot breath on her neck. She reached down and began to unbutton his pants, her fingers trembling with excitement.
He stepped out of his pants and underwear, his cock springing free. Samantha gasped at the sight of it, her pussy growing even wetter at the thought of having it inside her.
The man pushed her back onto the desk, his cock pressing against her wetness. Samantha moaned as she felt him enter her, his thickness filling her up in a way she had never experienced before.
He began to thrust in and out of her, his balls slapping against her ass with every movement. Samantha wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.
She moaned louder and louder as he fucked her, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. She reached up and pinched her own nipples, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Just as she was about to cum, the man pulled out of her and turned her over. Samantha gasped as she felt him enter her from behind, his cock filling her up even more than before.
He began to fuck her harder and faster, his balls slapping against her clit with every movement. Samantha moaned and screamed, her body trembling with pleasure.
She felt herself on the brink of orgasm, her pussy clenching around his cock. The man grunted as he felt her cum, his own orgasm following close behind.
He pulled out of her and collapsed onto the desk, his chest heaving with exertion. Samantha lay there, her body spent and satisfied.
They didn’t speak, but Samantha knew they would be doing this again soon. She smiled to herself as she got dressed, her body still tingling with pleasure.
The end.
