In the hushed silence of the office building, after hours, a single desk lamp cast a warm glow on the voluptuous figure of Mrs. Abigail Thompson, the office matron. She was a woman of ample proportions, her maturity evident in the lines that graced her face and the silver threads that streaked her raven hair. But what truly set her apart were her heaving bosoms, barely contained by her blouse, and the luxurious tuft of curly pubic hair visible through her skirt’s front view slit.
As she worked late into the evening, she couldn’t help but notice the young intern, Daniel, stealing furtive glances her way. An idea began to form in her mind, a wicked little scheme that would benefit them both. She decided to seduce him, to sate her carnal desires and introduce him to the pleasures of the flesh.
She began the seduction subtly, with a coy smile and a lingering touch on his arm as she handed him a file. Daniel responded positively, his cheeks flushing and his gaze lingering on her curves. Over the next few days, she escalated her advances, brushing against him in the copy room, whispering dirty secrets in his ear, and letting him catch glimpses of her naked body beneath her desk.
One fateful night, after everyone else had left, she made her move. She summoned Daniel to her office, her voice husky with desire. When he arrived, she was sitting behind her desk, her blouse unbuttoned to reveal the luscious mounds of her breasts, her nipples erect and begging for attention.
“Daniel, I think it’s time we addressed the tension between us,” she said, her voice dripping with innuendo.
Daniel’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her bare breasts, but he didn’t hesitate. He crossed the room in two strides, taking her face in his hands and kissing her deeply. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s mouths, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies.
Abigail broke the kiss, gasping for breath. “I’ve been waiting for this moment, Daniel. I want you to take me, to make me yours.”
Daniel didn’t need any further encouragement. He pushed her back in her chair, hiking up her skirt to reveal her naked pussy, shaved except for a small strip of curly pubic hair that matched the hair on her head. He knelt between her legs, burying his face in her cunt and lapping at her juices. Abigail moaned with pleasure, her fingers tangled in his hair as she ground her hips against his face.
After a few minutes of cunnilingus, Daniel stood up and unzipped his pants, releasing his rock-hard cock. Abigail wasted no time, wrapping her fingers around his shaft and guiding it to her entrance. Daniel pushed inside her, gasping as he felt her tight pussy envelop him.
They began to fuck, slowly at first, but quickly building to a fever pitch. Abigail’s breasts bounced with each thrust, her moans growing louder and more desperate. Daniel grunted with each stroke, his balls slapping against her ass.
“Oh, Daniel, yes! Fuck me harder!” Abigail cried out, her voice echoing through the empty office.
Daniel obliged, pounding her pussy with all his might. Abigail’s moans turned to screams of pleasure as she came, her orgasm triggering Daniel’s own release. He pulled out, cumming all over her stomach and breasts, mixing with her own juices.
They lay there, panting and sweating, for several minutes, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
“I think it’s time for me to go home,” Daniel said, breaking the silence.
“Yes, I think you’re right,” Abigail replied, a satisfied smile on her face.
As Daniel left, Abigail couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. She had seduced him, introduced him to the pleasures of the flesh, and satisfied her own carnal desires. And she knew that this was only the beginning of their illicit affair.
