It was a slow day at the office. Everyone had left for the day, except for Marissa and I. Marissa was a tall, voluptuous woman with long, curly brown hair and piercing green eyes. She had the most incredible pair of breasts I had ever seen, and today she was wearing a low-cut blouse that showed them off to perfection. I couldn’t help but stare as she bent over her desk, sorting through some papers.
She must have noticed me looking, because she suddenly stood up and turned to face me. “Like what you see, Jake?” she asked, a playful smile on her face.
I blushed, caught off guard. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare,” I stammered.
But Marissa just laughed and walked over to where I was sitting. She leaned down, her breasts spilling out of her blouse, and placed a hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay, Jake. I know I have nice tits. And I know you’ve been checking them out since the day I started working here.”
I was too stunned to speak. Marissa leaned in closer, her lips brushing against my ear. “Why don’t you do something about it?” she whispered.
Before I knew what was happening, Marissa was straddling me in my chair, her legs spread wide open. She ground her hips against me, her breasts pressing into my chest. I could feel the heat radiating off her body, and I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
She reached down and started unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I had dreamed about this moment for months, and now it was finally happening.
Marissa pulled off her blouse and tossed it aside, then reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Her breasts spilled out, huge and round and perfect. I couldn’t help but stare, my mouth hanging open.
Marissa leaned down and kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer. I could feel her hard nipples pressing into my chest, and I reached up to cup her breasts in my hands.
She moaned as I squeezed her nipples, then broke our kiss and stood up. She reached down and pulled off her skirt, revealing her matching black lace thong. She was completely naked now, except for her high heels.
She turned around, giving me a view of her perfect ass. She bent over, her hands on her knees, and looked back at me over her shoulder. “Do you like what you see, Jake?” she asked, her voice husky with desire.
I nodded, unable to speak. Marissa smiled and walked over to the couch in the corner of the office. She lay down, her legs spread wide open, and beckoned me over.
I stood up and walked over to her, my cock rock hard in my pants. I knelt down between her legs and leaned forward, my tongue flicking out to taste her wet pussy.
Marissa moaned as I licked her, her hips bucking against my face. I reached up and started playing with her nipples, pinching and twisting them as I licked and sucked her clit.
She was moaning louder now, her fingers tangled in my hair as she ground her hips against my face. I could feel her getting closer and closer to orgasm, and I redoubled my efforts.
Finally, she came, her body shaking as she cried out in pleasure. I licked her through her orgasm, savoring the taste of her juices.
When she was finished, I stood up and pulled off my pants and boxers, my cock springing free. Marissa looked up at me, her eyes wide with desire.
I knelt down between her legs and guided my cock into her wet pussy. She moaned as I entered her, her hips meeting mine as I started to thrust.
We fucked like that for what seemed like hours, our bodies moving together in a primal dance. Marissa wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside her.
I could feel myself getting close to orgasm, and I reached down to play with her clit as I thrust harder and faster.
Finally, I came, my cock pulsing as I filled her pussy with my cum. Marissa moaned as she felt me cum, her own orgasm building again.
We lay there, spent and satisfied, for what seemed like hours. Finally, Marissa stood up and started getting dressed.
“Same time tomorrow, Jake?” she asked, a playful smile on her face.
I nodded, unable to speak. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, but I knew I wanted more.
Marissa left, and I collapsed onto the couch, my body still tingling with pleasure. I knew I would never forget this day, the day I fucked the woman of my dreams in the office.
