In the bustling office of a New York City high-rise, there was a woman named Marianne. She was a stunning 35-year-old with fiery red hair and a voluptuous figure. Her most striking feature, however, was her ample bosom—two enormous, round mounds that threatened to spill out of her blouses each day. She kept her red hair cropped short and her green eyes always seemed to have a mischievous glint in them, as if she had a secret that nobody else knew.
One of Marianne’s coworkers was a handsome young man named Ethan. He was 27 years old, with dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and a lean, athletic build. He couldn’t help but steal glances at Marianne’s cleavage whenever she leaned over to speak with him.
One Friday afternoon, the office was almost empty. Everybody was either out for a late lunch or had already left for the day. Marianne was working late to finish a project, and Ethan noticed that she had taken off her jacket, revealing her tight-fitting white blouse. As she leaned over her desk, he caught a glimpse of her lacy white bra and the soft, milky flesh spilling over the top.
Ethan couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. He walked over to Marianne’s desk, pretending to have a question about the project.
“Hey, Marianne, I was wondering if you could help me with something,” he said, trying to keep his voice steady.
Marianne looked up and gave him a coy smile. “Of course, Ethan. What do you need?”
Ethan gestured towards her chest. “I just couldn’t help but notice that you’re not wearing a jacket. It’s a little chilly in here, don’t you think?”
Marianne laughed. “Oh, I don’t mind the cold. Besides, I like to show off my assets every now and then.”
Ethan gulped, feeling his face flush. “Well, I think you’re very…um, impressive.”
Marianne stood up and walked around her desk, stopping just a few inches away from Ethan. She looked up at him with a sultry gaze and placed a hand on his chest.
“I’ve been noticing the way you’ve been looking at me, Ethan. It’s been making me feel very…warm.”
Ethan’s heart raced as Marianne leaned in and pressed her lips against his. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, feeling the softness of her breasts pressed against his chest.
Marianne broke the kiss and looked up at Ethan with a playful smile. “I think we should continue this in my office.”
She led him to a small, private office in the back of the office suite. Once inside, she closed the door and locked it. She turned to face Ethan and slowly began to unbutton her blouse.
Ethan watched in awe as she revealed her lacy white bra and the massive mounds of flesh beneath. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
“Do you like what you see, Ethan?” Marianne asked, cupping her breasts in her hands and offering them to him.
Ethan nodded, unable to speak. He reached out and gently touched one of her nipples, feeling it harden beneath his fingertips. Marianne let out a soft moan and leaned back against her desk.
Ethan couldn’t resist any longer. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and teasing it with his teeth. Marianne’s moans grew louder as he pleasured her breasts, reaching down to touch herself between her legs.
Ethan trailed his kisses down Marianne’s body, nibbling at her earlobes and licking at her neck. He reached down and gently caressed her thighs, feeling the heat radiating from between her legs.
Marianne spread her legs apart, inviting Ethan to explore further. He knelt down and gently parted her lips, revealing the wet, pink flesh beneath. He leaned in and licked at her clit, teasing it with the tip of his tongue.
Marianne let out a loud moan, arching her back and tangling her fingers in Ethan’s hair. He continued to pleasure her, licking and sucking at her clit and sliding his fingers in and out of her wet pussy.
Marianne’s moans grew louder and more insistent, and Ethan could feel her muscles clenching around his fingers. She let out a loud cry as she came, her juices flowing over his fingers.
Ethan stood up and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He reached into his boxers and pulled out his hard cock, stroking it slowly as Marianne watched with a hungry gaze.
“I want you inside me, Ethan,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
Ethan didn’t need any further encouragement. He stepped forward and guided his cock into her wet pussy, feeling the warmth and tightness of her muscles around him.
He began to thrust, slowly at first, then faster and harder. Marianne matched his rhythm, meeting each thrust with one of her own.
Their moans filled the small office, drowning out the sounds of the city outside. Ethan could feel himself getting close to the edge, and Marianne’s pussy clenched around him as she came again.
Ethan let out a loud groan as he came, his cum filling Marianne’s pussy. They collapsed onto the desk, panting and sweating, their bodies entwined.
Ethan pulled out and leaned down to kiss Marianne, tasting the saltiness of his own cum on her lips.
“That was incredible,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Marianne smiled and kissed him back. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Maybe we can do it again sometime.”
Ethan nodded, still in a daze from their encounter. He knew that he would never forget this moment, and he couldn’t wait to see what the future held for him and Marianne.
