In the bustling office of a successful tech company, there was a woman named Samantha. She was a striking figure, with long, curly brown hair and piercing green eyes. But what truly set her apart were her ample assets – her huge, round breasts that seemed to defy gravity, and her neatly trimmed pubic hair that was just visible through her skirt in the right light.
One day, as Samantha was working late at her desk, she felt a sudden surge of desire. She looked around the empty office, her heart racing as she realized she was alone. She stood up, her full breasts pressing against her blouse, and made her way to the supply closet.
Once inside, she locked the door behind her and began to undress. She let her blouse fall to the floor, revealing her lacy black bra and the curves of her breasts. She unbuttoned her skirt and let it drop, standing in front of the mirror in just her underwear.
She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting her breasts spill out. She cupped them in her hands, feeling their weight and the heat of her own body. She ran her fingers over her nipples, pinching and twisting them until they were hard and sensitive.
She let her hand drift down her stomach and slipped her fingers into the waistband of her panties. She was already wet, her pubic hair damp with desire. She slipped her panties down and kicked them aside, standing completely naked in the dim light of the supply closet.
She closed her eyes and imagined a man – strong, handsome, with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jaw. She imagined his hands on her body, his lips on her breasts, his cock inside her. She moaned softly, her fingers finding her clit and beginning to circle.
Just then, she heard a noise outside the closet. She froze, her heart racing as she listened. She heard the door to the office open, and footsteps approaching. She quickly dressed, her hands shaking as she buttoned her blouse and skirt.
The footsteps stopped outside the closet door, and she heard a low voice. “Samantha? Are you in there?”
It was Jack, the CEO of the company. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. “Yes, I’m in here,” she called out, her voice trembling.
The door opened, and Jack stepped inside. He looked at her, his eyes sweeping over her body. “I saw the light on under the door,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I thought I’d check and see if everything was okay.”
Samantha felt a rush of desire. She looked at Jack, her eyes locked on his. “I’m fine,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I was just…working late.”
Jack stepped closer to her, his eyes never leaving hers. “Samantha,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”
He reached out and touched her face, his fingers tracing her jawline. She leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering shut. He leaned down and kissed her, his lips soft and warm on hers. She kissed him back, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.
He broke the kiss and began to undress, his eyes never leaving hers. She watched as he slipped off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest and abs. He kicked off his shoes and pants, standing in front of her in just his boxers.
He stepped closer to her, his hands reaching for the buttons of her blouse. He undid them slowly, his fingers brushing against her skin. He slipped the blouse off her shoulders, revealing her lacy bra and the curves of her breasts.
He reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts were bare, her nipples hard and sensitive. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs brushing over the sensitive tips.
She moaned, her head falling back as he kissed her neck and earlobes. He licked and nibbled at her skin, his hands exploring her body. She reached down and slipped her hand into his boxers, gripping his hard cock.
He groaned, his hips thrusting forward as she began to stroke him. He reached down and pulled her skirt up, his hand sliding up her thigh and finding her wet, ready pussy. She moaned as he began to circle her clit, her fingers tightening around his cock.
He lifted her up and set her on the edge of the desk, her legs spreading wide. He knelt between her thighs, his mouth finding her pussy. He licked and sucked at her clit, his fingers sliding inside her.
She moaned, her hands gripping the edge of the desk as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm. Just as she was about to cum, he stood up and entered her, his cock sliding deep inside her.
They fucked hard and fast, their bodies slapping together as they moaned and groaned. She came hard, her orgasm ripping through her body as he continued to thrust. He followed her, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his cum.
They collapsed on the desk, their bodies slick with sweat. They lay there for a moment, catching their breath.
“I’ve wanted you for so long,” Jack said again, his voice barely above a whisper.
Samantha smiled, her fingers tracing circles on his chest. “I’ve wanted you too,” she said.
They lay there for a moment longer, their bodies entwined. And then they got up, dressed, and went back to work. But they both knew that nothing would ever be the same again.
