It was a typical day at the office. The hum of fluorescent lights and the distant clacking of keyboards filled the air. But in the back corner, hidden behind a partition, things were heating up.
Samantha, a voluptuous woman in her late thirties, was sitting at her desk. Her long, red hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her ample cleavage. Her shirt was unbuttoned just enough to reveal the top of her lacy black bra and the beginning of her soft, ginger pubic hair.
Across the partition, Mark, a young intern, couldn’t help but steal glances at Samantha throughout the day. He had always had a crush on her, but he never thought he had a chance. That was, until today.
Mark had mustered up the courage to ask Samantha out for a drink after work. To his surprise, she had accepted. They had talked and laughed, and before they knew it, they were back at the office, the only two people left in the building.
Samantha stood up from her desk and walked over to Mark. She stood in front of him, her hips swaying gently. She looked down at him, her green eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she said, her voice husky.
Mark’s heart raced as Samantha reached down and began to unbutton his shirt. She trailed her fingers down his chest, leaving a trail of goosebumps in her wake. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his, her tongue exploring his mouth.
Mark’s hands wandered up to Samantha’s breasts, cupping them through her shirt. She moaned softly into his mouth as he pinched her nipples, causing them to harden beneath the fabric.
Samantha broke the kiss and began to unbutton her own shirt, revealing her lacy black bra and the expanse of her pale skin. Mark’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her. He had never seen a woman so beautiful, so confident in her own skin.
Samantha reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground. Her breasts were enormous, with pale pink nipples that stood at attention. Mark couldn’t help but reach out and touch them, marveling at their weight and softness.
Samantha moaned as Mark’s fingers grazed her nipples. She reached down and began to unbutton his pants, freeing his hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it gently.
