It was a slow day at the office. The dull hum of fluorescent lights filled the air as everyone worked quietly at their desks. Everyone, that is, except for Rebecca.
Rebecca was a force of nature. With her long, curly hair and bright, sparkling eyes, she turned heads wherever she went. And then there were her assets – her enormous, round breasts, barely contained by her blouses, and her perfectly trimmed pubic hair, peeking out from the top of her skirt. She was a sight to behold, and everyone in the office knew it.
Today, she was wearing a particularly daring outfit. Her blouse was unbuttoned just enough to reveal a hint of cleavage, and her skirt was so short that it barely covered her ass. She was sitting at her desk, typing away on her computer, completely oblivious to the stares she was getting from her coworkers.
John, a young intern who had only been working at the office for a few weeks, couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He had never seen a woman like Rebecca before. She was confident, sexy, and unapologetically herself. He wanted her, and he knew he had to have her.
John made his move. He got up from his desk and walked over to Rebecca’s office. He knocked on the door, and she looked up, a look of surprise on her face.
“Can I help you?” she asked, her voice dripping with sensuality.
“I just wanted to talk to you about the project we’re working on,” John said, trying to sound as professional as possible.
Rebecca smiled and motioned for him to come in. He sat down in the chair across from her, trying to keep his eyes from wandering. But it was no use. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
“So, what do you want to talk about?” Rebecca asked, leaning back in her chair.
John swallowed hard. “I just wanted to tell you how much I admire your work,” he said, his voice trembling.
Rebecca smiled. “Thank you,” she said. “I appreciate that.”
John took a deep breath. “I also wanted to tell you that I think you’re beautiful,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Rebecca’s eyes widened. “Thank you,” she said, a hint of a smile on her lips.
John leaned forward, his heart pounding in his chest. “Can I kiss you?” he asked, his voice trembling.
Rebecca looked at him for a long moment, her eyes searching his face. Then, she nodded.
John moved closer, his eyes locked on Rebecca’s. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. She tasted sweet, like cherries, and he couldn’t get enough.
He kissed her deeper, his tongue exploring her mouth. She moaned softly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.
John’s hands wandered, caressing her breasts through her blouse. She moaned again, her nipples hardening under his touch.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to gasp.
“I want you,” he whispered in her ear.
Rebecca’s only response was a moan.
John stood up, his hands on her waist. He pulled her to the edge of her seat, his lips finding hers again.
He reached down, his fingers finding the hem of her skirt. He pulled it up, revealing her smooth, bare legs.
He knelt down in front of her, his eyes locked on her pubic hair. It was neatly trimmed, a small patch of curls above her pussy.
He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her. She moaned, her hands reaching down to tangle in his hair.
John licked her, his tongue exploring her pussy. She tasted sweet, like honey, and he couldn’t get enough.
He slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her wetness. She moaned louder, her hips grinding against his face.
John stood up, his cock hard and ready. He unbuttoned his pants, freeing his dick.
Rebecca looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. “Fuck me,” she whispered.
John didn’t need to be asked twice. He grabbed her legs, pulling her to the edge of her seat.
He entered her, his cock sliding in easily. She was wet, her pussy tight and hot.
He started to thrust, his hips moving in rhythm with hers. She moaned, her hands reaching up to grab onto the edge of the desk.
John leaned forward, his lips finding hers again. He kissed her deeply, their tongues intertwined.
He could feel her getting close, her pussy tightening around his cock. He thrust harder, his hips moving faster.
She moaned louder, her back arching off the chair. “Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out.
John felt himself getting close, his balls tightening. He thrust harder, his cock hitting her spot.
She cried out, her pussy clenching around his cock. He thrust a few more times, then he came, his cum filling her pussy.
They collapsed onto the chair, their bodies slick with sweat.
“That was amazing,” Rebecca whispered, her head resting on John’s shoulder.
John smiled, his heart still pounding in his chest. “Yes, it was.”
They sat there for a few more minutes, catching their breath. Then, John pulled out, his dick still hard.
“Again?” Rebecca asked, a hint of a smile on her lips.
John nodded. “Again.”
And they did it again, and again, and again. Until the office was empty, and they were the only ones left.
