In the heart of the city, a towering skyscraper stood tall, housing the prestigious law firm of Knight & Co. Within its glass walls, a woman named Samantha worked, a paralegal known for her sharp intellect and striking beauty. At 28, she had an air of confidence that commanded attention, especially with her luscious 36DD breasts and a trimmed bush of dark pubic hair that peeked through her tailored skirts.
One Friday evening, after everyone else had left, Samantha stayed behind to finish some paperwork. As she bent down to retrieve a file, she felt a sudden gush of wind, causing her skirt to rise, exposing her bare ass. Startled, she turned around to find the source of the disturbance. Her eyes landed on a man, standing in the doorway, with a mischievous grin on his face.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Samantha. I didn’t mean to startle you,” said Mark, the firm’s newest junior partner. A handsome man, with a muscular build, he had an immediate attraction to Samantha, but he had never acted on it, fearing it would compromise their professional relationship.
“Mark, what are you still doing here?” Samantha asked, her voice trembling with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.
“I could ask you the same thing,” he replied, his gaze lingering on her exposed breasts, barely contained by her lacy bra.
Without a word, Samantha walked towards him, closing the distance between them. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss. Mark responded, his hands roaming over her body, feeling the softness of her skin, the weight of her breasts, and the warmth of her pussy.
Mark broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nibbling on her earlobes, causing Samantha to moan in pleasure. His hands continued to explore her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, and tracing the outline of her pussy through her skirt.
Samantha, in turn, unbuttoned his shirt, running her hands over his muscular chest. She could feel his hard cock, straining against his pants, and she longed to feel it inside her. With a wicked grin, she dropped to her knees, unbuckling his belt, and pulling down his pants, releasing his cock.
She wasted no time, taking him into her mouth, swallowing him whole. She could feel his cock twitch, as she swirled her tongue around the tip, tasting his precum. Mark moaned, his hands resting on her head, guiding her rhythm.
After several minutes, Mark pulled Samantha to her feet, his lips meeting hers once again. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, as he carried her to the desk. He laid her down, his lips never leaving hers.
Mark broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her body, stopping at her breasts. He teased her nipples, licking and sucking, causing Samantha to moan in pleasure. His hand trailed down her body, feeling the warmth of her pussy, wet and ready for him.
He spread her legs, his fingers tracing the outline of her pussy, before plunging inside her. Samantha cried out, her back arching, as Mark finger-fucked her, preparing her for his cock.
With a final kiss, Mark positioned himself at her entrance, his cock gliding in with ease. Samantha gasped, her nails digging into his back, as he started to thrust, hard and deep.
Their moans filled the room, drowning out the sound of their bodies slapping against each other. Mark’s pace quickened, his thrusts becoming deeper, causing Samantha to cry out in pleasure.
“Yes, Mark, harder, fuck me harder,” Samantha begged, her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in deeper.
Mark obliged, his thrusts becoming wild, his balls slapping against her ass. Samantha could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around his cock.
“Oh, Mark, I’m going to cum,” Samantha cried out, her body trembling, as her orgasm washed over her.
Mark continued to thrust, his own orgasm building, before he finally let go, filling Samantha with his cum. They lay there, their bodies spent, their breaths heavy.
Mark pulled out, his cock still semi-hard, as he lay down next to Samantha. They stayed there, their bodies entwined, as they caught their breath.
“I guess we’ll have to work late more often,” Samantha said, her voice filled with laughter.
Mark smiled, his hand tracing the curve of her breast. “I couldn’t agree more.”
And with that, they continued their night, lost in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined, as they indulged in their newfound desire.
