A Moment of Indiscretion

In the hustle and bustle of the corporate world, Sarah stood out. A woman of grace and elegance, she carried herself with an air of confidence that demanded attention. Her raven black hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face and drawing attention to her sparkling green eyes. Sarah’s most striking feature, however, were her ample assets. Her breasts were enormous, spilling out of her blouses and attracting the admiring glances of her male colleagues.

One day, as Sarah was working late in her office, she received an unexpected visitor. It was John, a young intern who had recently joined the company. He was a shy, timid young man, but he couldn’t help but be captivated by Sarah’s beauty and poise.

“I’m sorry to disturb you, Sarah,” he stammered, his eyes fixed on her cleavage. “I just wanted to ask for your help with a project.”

Sarah smiled warmly at him, her gaze lingering on his youthful face. She had always had a soft spot for handsome young men, and John was no exception. She could see the desire in his eyes, and she knew exactly what he wanted.

“Of course, John,” she said, her voice dripping with honey. “But first, why don’t you come a little closer?”

John hesitated for a moment, but he couldn’t resist Sarah’s charms. He stepped forward, his heart pounding in his chest. Sarah stood up from her chair, towering over him. She reached out and gently touched his cheek, her fingers tracing a line down to his neck.

John’s breath hitched in his throat as Sarah leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear.

“I’ve been watching you, John,” she whispered. “And I think you’re very handsome.”

John’s knees went weak as Sarah’s arms encircled his waist. He could feel her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hard and erect. He wrapped his arms around her, his hands resting on the curve of her hips.

Sarah’s lips found his, and she kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth. John responded with equal passion, his hands roaming over her body. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the curve of her hips, the softness of her skin.

Sarah broke the kiss, her eyes shining with desire. She reached down and pulled her blouse over her head, revealing her luscious breasts. John’s eyes widened in amazement as he took in the sight of her. Her nipples were large and pink, surrounded by a sea of dark, curly hair.

Sarah reached out and took John’s hand, guiding it to her breast. He hesitated for a moment, then began to caress her, his fingers tracing lazy circles around her nipple. Sarah moaned softly, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

John’s other hand found its way to Sarah’s thigh, his fingers inching up her skirt. He could feel the warmth of her skin, the softness of her flesh. Sarah’s breathing grew heavier as John’s fingers found her wet, aching pussy.

“Fuck me, John,” she gasped, her voice trembling with desire. “Fuck me hard.”

John didn’t need any further encouragement. He pulled Sarah’s skirt down, revealing her naked hips and thighs. He could see the dark curls of her pubic hair, the glistening wetness of her pussy.

Sarah lay back on her desk, her legs spread wide. John stepped forward, his cock hard and throbbing. He positioned himself between her legs, his hands on her hips.

Sarah looked up at him, her eyes shining with desire. “Fuck me, John,” she whispered. “Fuck me now.”

John thrust forward, his cock sliding into Sarah’s wet, welcoming pussy. She moaned loudly as he filled her, her hips bucking up to meet his thrusts. John grabbed her breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples as he fucked her.

Sarah’s moans grew louder and more insistent as John’s thrusts grew faster and harder. She could feel the orgasm building inside her, a wave of pleasure that threatened to consume her.

“Yes, John,” she gasped. “Yes, fuck me harder.”

John’s thrusts grew wilder, his hips slapping against Sarah’s as he fucked her. She could feel his cock swelling inside her, the orgasm building deep within him.

“I’m going to cum, Sarah,” he groaned, his voice strained.

“Cum for me, John,” Sarah moaned, her hips grinding against his. “Cum inside me.”

John’s orgasm hit him like a tidal wave, his cock pulsing as he filled Sarah with his hot, sticky cum. She moaned loudly as she felt him cum, her own orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave.

John collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving with exertion. Sarah wrapped her arms around him, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his back.

“That was amazing, John,” she whispered, her voice soft and breathy.

John smiled, his cheeks flushed with pleasure. “Yes, it was,” he agreed.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. Then, with a sigh, John pulled out of Sarah and stood up.

Sarah sat up, her breasts bared to the cool air. She smiled at John, her eyes shining with satisfaction.

“Thank you, John,” she said, her voice soft and sincere. “That was exactly what I needed.”

John smiled back, his heart swelling with affection. He knew that what had just happened was more than just a moment of passion. It was a connection, a bond that would last a lifetime.

And as he walked out of Sarah’s office, he knew that he would never forget this moment of indiscretion.

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