In the dimly lit office, a woman named Samantha was hard at work. She was a successful businesswoman, known for her sharp mind and razor-sharp wit. But tonight, she was alone, and the only thing on her mind was the pile of paperwork in front of her.
Samantha was in her late thirties, with a full, voluptuous figure. Her long, brunette hair cascaded down her back, and her bright green eyes sparkled with intelligence and determination. She was dressed in a form-fitting blouse and a pencil skirt, but as the night wore on, she became more and more distracted by the heat building between her legs.
As she stood up to stretch, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her huge breasts, barely contained by her blouse, were heaving with every breath. She reached up and unbuttoned the top few buttons, freeing her cleavage and revealing the lacy black bra she was wearing underneath.
She couldn’t help but feel a shiver of excitement run down her spine as she thought about what might happen if someone were to walk in on her. The thrill of being caught was almost too much to bear.
Just then, she heard the door open behind her. She turned around, expecting to see one of her colleagues, but instead, she was faced with a tall, handsome stranger. He was dressed in a suit and tie, and his dark hair was styled neatly.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
Samantha’s heart was racing as she took in the sight of him. She couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire as she looked at his broad shoulders and muscular build.
“It’s okay,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I was just leaving.”
But as she turned to gather her things, she couldn’t help but feel his eyes on her. She looked back at him, and their eyes locked. She could see the desire in his gaze, and she knew that she couldn’t resist.
Without a word, she walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled her close, and she could feel his hard cock pressing against her belly.
They kissed, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Samantha could feel her nipples hardening beneath her blouse, and she knew that she was already wet.
He reached down and slid his hand up her skirt, finding her soaking wet pussy. She moaned as he slipped a finger inside her, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge.
He lifted her up onto the desk, and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he entered her. She could feel his cock filling her up, and she moaned with pleasure as he began to thrust deeper and deeper.
Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps filling the room. Samantha could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew that she was about to cum.
With one final thrust, he sent her over the edge. She screamed with pleasure as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock.
He followed soon after, filling her with his hot, sticky cum. They collapsed onto the desk, panting and spent.
As they lay there, their hearts racing, Samantha knew that she had never felt so alive. The thrill of their illicit encounter had awakened something within her, and she knew that she would never forget this night.
The end.
