In the bustling city of New York, a tall glass building stood as a symbol of modernity and success. The company that occupied this building was a leading player in the financial industry, and its employees were some of the sharpest minds in the business. But among all the suits and ties that filled the building, there was one woman who stood out from the rest.
Her name was Marianne, and she was the receptionist at the front desk. She was a tall and voluptuous woman, with curves in all the right places. Her most striking feature, however, was her huge boobs, which seemed to defy gravity as they sat high and firm on her chest. She had long, curly brown hair and bright green eyes that sparkled with mischief and curiosity.
One day, as Marianne was sitting at her desk, she noticed a new employee walk in. His name was Ethan, and he was a handsome young man with a charming smile and piercing blue eyes. Marianne felt a sudden rush of desire as she watched him walk towards her, and she knew she had to have him.
Over the next few days, Marianne made it a point to flirt with Ethan whenever she could. She would lean over her desk, giving him a glimpse of her cleavage, and would brush up against him as she walked by. Ethan, for his part, was not immune to Marianne’s charms. He found himself constantly distracted by her, and he couldn’t help but feel a growing desire for her.
One day, as Ethan was walking past Marianne’s desk, she called out to him. “Ethan, can I talk to you for a moment?” she asked, her voice sultry and seductive. Ethan nodded, and Marianne led him to a small conference room.
As soon as the door closed, Marianne pounced. She wrapped her arms around Ethan’s neck and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss. Ethan was taken aback at first, but he quickly succumbed to the moment, kissing Marianne back with just as much passion.
As they kissed, Marianne’s hands began to wander. She ran her fingers through Ethan’s hair, down his chest, and across his thighs. Ethan, in turn, ran his hands over Marianne’s curves, feeling the weight of her breasts in his hands and the curve of her hips beneath his fingers.
Marianne broke the kiss, and looked up at Ethan with a mischievous glint in her eye. “I’ve been wanting to do that since the moment I saw you,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. Ethan could only nod, unable to find the words to express his own desire.
Marianne led Ethan to the conference table, and pushed him back onto it. She climbed onto the table, straddling Ethan’s lap, and began to grind her hips against his. Ethan could feel the heat radiating from Marianne’s pussy, and he knew she was ready for him.
Marianne leaned in, her breath hot against Ethan’s ear. “I want you inside me,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. Ethan didn’t need any further encouragement. He reached down, and pulled Marianne’s panties to the side, revealing her wet and waiting pussy.
Ethan entered Marianne slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around his cock. Marianne moaned as he filled her, and began to ride him with abandon. Ethan’s hands roamed over Marianne’s body, feeling the weight of her breasts and the curve of her hips.
As they fucked, Marianne’s moans grew louder and louder, filling the room with the sound of their passion. Ethan’s own grunts and groans joined hers, until they were both lost in the moment.
Finally, Ethan couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust into Marianne one last time, and felt himself release inside her. Marianne cried out as she felt him cum, her own orgasm ripping through her.
As they lay there, spent and satisfied, Marianne looked up at Ethan with a satisfied smile. “I’m glad we finally did that,” she whispered, her voice soft and content. Ethan could only nod in agreement, still too “`diff
