It was a typical day at the office. The hum of fluorescent lights filled the room, and the clacking of keyboards provided a rhythmic background noise. But in the midst of all this mundanity, something extraordinary was about to happen.
Sarah, a stunning woman in her late twenties, worked in the cubicle next to mine. She was known for her fiery red hair, sparkling green eyes, and an impressive set of curves. Her ample bosom was always perfectly encased in a tailored blazer, and her short skirts showcased her long, toned legs. But what set Sarah apart from the other women in the office was her boldness when it came to her body. She never shied away from flaunting her assets, and today was no exception.
As she walked past my cubicle, I caught a glimpse of her in all her glory. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her curves and showed off her toned stomach. But what really caught my attention was the fact that she was not wearing any underwear. As she bent down to pick up a file she had dropped, I caught a full frontal view of her naked body. Her red pubic hair was perfectly groomed, and her huge breasts were barely contained by the flimsy fabric of her dress.
I couldn’t help but stare as she sauntered back to her desk, her hips swaying seductively. I felt my cock stir in my pants as I imagined what it would be like to touch her soft skin, to taste her full lips, to feel her breasts against my chest.
As the day wore on, I found myself becoming more and more distracted by Sarah’s presence. I couldn’t focus on my work, my mind was consumed by thoughts of her. I decided to take a risk and invite her out for a drink after work. To my surprise, she accepted.
We met at a trendy bar near the office, and the chemistry between us was palpable. We flirted and laughed, and before I knew it, we were back at her apartment.
The moment the door closed behind us, Sarah pounced. She pressed her body against mine, her breasts crushing against my chest. I could feel her hard nipples through the fabric of her dress, and I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
She pulled me towards her bedroom, her lips never leaving mine. Once we reached the bed, she pushed me down and climbed on top of me. She ground her hips against my hard cock, teasing me through the fabric of my pants. I could feel her wetness seeping through, and I knew she was ready for me.
She stood up and slowly removed her dress, revealing her naked body in all its glory. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined. Her red pubic hair was perfectly groomed, and her huge breasts were firm and perky. Her nipples were hard and erect, begging to be touched.
She crawled back onto the bed and straddled me. I could feel her wetness on my cock as she rubbed herself against me. She leaned down and kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth. I could feel her moans vibrating through my body as she ground her hips against me.
I reached up and cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in my hands. I pinched her nipples, and she moaned louder. She started to grind her hips faster, and I could feel her getting closer to orgasm.
I sat up and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and biting gently. She moaned even louder, her hips bucking wildly. I could feel her wetness on my cock, and I knew I had to have her.
I flipped her over onto her back and spread her legs. I leaned down and licked her wetness, tasting her sweetness on my tongue. She moaned and wr writhed beneath me, her hands reaching down to grab my hair.
I slid my cock inside of her, feeling her warmth surrounding me. She moaned loudly, her legs wrapping around my waist. I started to thrust, harder and faster. She matched my rhythm, meeting each thrust with one of her own.
I could feel her getting closer to orgasm, her moans becoming louder and more frequent. I reached down and rubbed her clit, feeling her tremble beneath me. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her.
I continued to thrust, feeling my own orgasm building. I could feel myself getting closer, my balls tightening. I cried out, my orgasm ripping through me. I collapsed onto her, our bodies slick with sweat.
We lay there, panting and spent. Sarah looked up at me, her green eyes sparkling. “That was amazing,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
I smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over me. I had never experienced anything like this before, and I knew I would never forget it.
The end.
