In the heart of a bustling city, there was a towering skyscraper filled with offices. In one of those offices, a woman named Samantha worked. She was a woman of exceptional beauty, with her long, wavy auburn hair cascading down her shoulders. Her most striking feature, however, were her ample assets – two enormous breasts that commanded attention. She was always careful to keep herself well-groomed, and today was no exception. She had shaved her pubic hair, leaving her pussy smooth and bare.
Samantha was a woman of power, and she dressed the part. She wore a tight-fitting blouse that accentuated her curves, and a pencil skirt that hugged her hips. Her high heels clicked against the marble floor as she walked.
One day, as she was working late, she heard a knock on the door. It was John, a handsome young intern who had started working in the office a few weeks ago.
“Come in, John,” she said, looking up from her work.
John entered the room, his eyes immediately drawn to Samantha’s chest. She noticed him looking and smiled. She stood up from her chair and walked over to him.
“Is there something you need, John?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.
John swallowed hard, trying to find the words. “I, uh, I just wanted to ask if you needed any help with your work,” he stammered.
Samantha smiled again, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I think I can handle it, John,” she said. “But I tell you what. Why don’t you come sit down and keep me company for a while?”
John did as he was told, taking a seat on the couch in Samantha’s office. She sat down next to him, close enough that their legs were touching.
They made small talk for a few minutes, but Samantha could tell that John was nervous. She could see his hands shaking as he held his notepad.
“John,” she said, placing a hand on his knee. “There’s something I want to tell you.”
John looked at her, his eyes wide with anticipation.
“I know what you’re thinking,” she continued. “And I have to tell you, I’ve been thinking the same thing.”
With that, she leaned in and kissed him. John responded eagerly, his hands reaching up to touch her breasts. She moaned softly as he squeezed her nipples through her blouse.
Samantha stood up and walked over to her desk, motioning for John to follow her. She leaned against the desk, her legs spread wide. She reached down and pulled up her skirt, revealing her smooth, bare pussy.
John’s eyes widened as he saw her. He approached her, his hands reaching out to touch her.
“Not yet, John,” she said, stopping him. “First, I want you to taste me.”
John dropped to his knees, his tongue darting out to taste her pussy. She moaned as he licked her, her hands reaching down to grip his hair.
“Yes, John, just like that,” she whispered.
After a few minutes of eating her out, Samantha pushed John away. She reached into her desk drawer and pulled out a condom, handing it to him.
“I want you inside me, John,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
John rolled on the condom and entered her. She moaned as he filled her, her legs wrapping around his waist as he thrust into her.
They fucked like animals, their bodies slapping against each other. Samantha moaned and screamed, urging John to go deeper, harder.
“Yes, John, yes!” she cried out, her orgasm building inside her.
John grunted and groaned, his own orgasm approaching.
“I’m going to cum, Samantha,” he gasped.
“Cum inside me, John,” she whispered, her pussy clenching around his cock.
John came with a shout, his cock twitching inside her. Samantha moaned, her own orgasm crashing over her like a wave.
They collapsed onto the desk, their bodies slick with sweat.
“That was incredible, Samantha,” John whispered, his head resting on her chest.
Samantha smiled, running her fingers through his hair.
“Yes, it was, John,” she said. “Yes, it was.”
