In the quiet stillness of the office, after the rest of the staff had gone home for the day, Sarah found herself alone, the only occupant of the large, open space. She had stayed late to finish up some paperwork, her mind focused on the task at hand, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she typed out emails and entered data into spreadsheets.
Sarah was a woman of considerable beauty, with long, wavy auburn hair that cascaded down her back in loose curls, and piercing green eyes that seemed to see right through you. She was tall and slender, with a narrow waist and long, toned legs, but what truly set her apart were her ample assets. Sarah’s breasts were enormous, full and round, and she often had trouble finding bras that could contain them.
Tonight, she had forgone a bra altogether, and as she sat at her desk, typing away, she could feel the cool air of the office on her bare skin. She shivered, goosebumps rising on her arms, and she glanced down at her chest, her nipples hardening under her thin blouse. She felt a thrill run through her, a sense of naughtiness and excitement, knowing that she was naked beneath her clothes, exposed and vulnerable in this empty office.
As she worked, Sarah’s mind began to wander, her thoughts drifting from the mundane tasks at hand to more illicit fantasies. She imagined herself being watched, someone sneaking into the office and spying on her as she worked, her nipples poking through the fabric of her shirt, her breasts heaving with each breath she took.
She felt a warmth spread through her, a moistness between her legs, and she knew that she was wet, her pussy swollen and aching with desire. She closed her eyes, biting her lip as she imagined someone approaching her, their footsteps soft and stealthy on the carpeted floor. She could feel their presence behind her, their breath hot on her neck, and she shivered, goosebumps rising on her skin.
She felt a hand on her shoulder, a gentle squeeze, and she gasped, her heart racing as she turned to face her mysterious admirer. But there was no one there, no one in sight, and she realized that she was alone, her imagination running wild in the silence of the office.
But the feeling of being watched, of being desired, did not fade. It lingered, growing stronger with each passing moment, and Sarah found herself unable to resist the allure of the fantasy. She stood up, her chair rolling away behind her, and she walked slowly across the office, her hips swaying hypnotically as she moved.
She stopped at the window, looking out over the city skyline, the lights twinkling in the distance like stars in the night sky. She reached up, her fingers brushing against the cool glass, and she closed her eyes, her breathing quick and shallow.
She felt a hand on her hip, a warm, firm touch that sent a shiver down her spine. She gasped, her eyes flying open, and she turned to face the person behind her, her heart leaping into her throat as she saw the stranger standing there.
He was tall and handsome, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes, and Sarah felt a sudden, overwhelming urge to surrender to him, to give herself over to his desires. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, gentle kiss, and Sarah moaned, her body melting against his.
He reached up, his fingers tangling in her hair, and he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss as his tongue explored her mouth. Sarah responded eagerly, her own hands roaming over his broad, muscular chest, feeling the heat and strength of his body beneath his clothes.
She broke the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps, and she looked up at him, her eyes wide and pleading. “Take me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Fuck me, here and now.”
He didn’t need to be asked twice. He reached down, his fingers finding the hem of her skirt, and he pulled it up, exposing her bare thighs, her smooth, flawless skin. He ran his hands over her, caressing her, teasing her, and Sarah moaned, her body trembling with anticipation.
He knelt before her, his face level with her pussy, and he looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, his voice husky and low. “I have to taste you.”
He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to tease her clit, and Sarah cried out, her hands gripping his
shoulders for support. He licked and sucked at her, his fingers parting her lips, and Sarah felt herself falling, losing herself in the pleasure of his touch.
She came hard, her body shuddering and convulsing, her juices flowing freely. He lapped at her, drinking her in, and Sarah moaned, her legs trembling as she struggled to stay upright.
But he wasn’t done with her yet. He stood up, his face glistening with her juices, and he pulled her close, his lips finding hers once again. She could taste herself on his tongue, and she moaned, her body responding to his touch with a hunger and a need that she had never known before.
He reached down, his fingers finding the waistband of her panties, and he pulled them down, leaving her naked, exposed, and vulnerable. He kicked off his shoes and shed his clothes, and Sarah watched him, her eyes wide with desire as she took in the sight of his hard, muscular body.
He was huge, his cock long and thick, and Sarah felt a thrill of fear and excitement as she realized that he was going to fuck her, to fill her up and stretch her wide. She gasped as he stepped closer, his cock pressing against her wet, swollen pussy, and she looked up at him, her eyes pleading.
“Please,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Fuck me. I need you inside me.”
He didn’t need any further encouragement. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh, and he thrust into her, filling her up, stretching her wide. Sarah cried out, her body trembling with the force of his invasion, and she looked up at him, her eyes wide and filled with wonder.
He began to fuck her, hard and deep, his hips pistoning back and forth as he drove himself into her over and over again. Sarah moaned, her body moving in time with his, her breasts bouncing and jiggling with each thrust.
She could feel herself building towards another orgasm, her pleasure mounting and growing with each passing moment. She reached down, her fingers finding her clit, and she began to rub herself, her fingers working in time with his thrusts.
She came again, her body shuddering and convulsing, her juices flowing freely around his cock. He groaned, his own orgasm building, his thrusts growing more urgent and frantic.
He came with a shout, his cock pulsing and throbbing as he filled her up, his hot, sticky cum mixing with her own juices. Sarah moaned, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her own orgasm, and she looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and gratitude.
They collapsed together, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating in time with each other. Sarah knew that she had found something special, something rare and precious, and she vowed to hold onto it, to cherish it, for as long as she lived.
