The Office Encounter

It was a slow day at the office. The dull hum of fluorescent lights filled the air as Michelle, a 28-year-old woman with an alluring confidence, sat at her desk. Her fiery red hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face and drawing attention to her emerald green eyes.

Michelle’s heart raced as she felt a familiar presence behind her. She glanced over her shoulder, locking eyes with Mark, a tall and muscular man with a charming smile. His piercing blue eyes were filled with desire as they wandered down her body, taking in every detail.

Without a word, Mark stepped closer, wrapping his arms around Michelle’s waist. She leaned back into him, feeling his breath against her ear. His lips brushed against her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine.

Mark’s hands began to wander, caressing Michelle’s soft curves. His fingers traced the outline of her breasts, feeling the weight of them in his hands. Michelle let out a soft moan as he squeezed her nipples, teasing them to hard peaks.

Breaking free from his grasp, Michelle stood up, turning to face Mark. She reached for the buttons of her blouse, slowly undoing them one by one. Mark’s eyes were glued to her fingers as they worked their way down, revealing her lacy black bra.

With a flick of her wrist, Michelle removed her blouse, letting it fall to the floor. Mark’s gaze shifted to her large, round breasts, encased in black lace. He reached out, cupping them in his hands, feeling their weight.

Michelle let out a soft gasp as Mark’s thumbs brushed against her nipples. She arched her back, pressing her breasts into his hands. He squeezed them gently, teasing her nipples with his fingers.

Mark’s other hand wandered down Michelle’s body, tracing the curve of her hip. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her skirt, pulling it down to reveal her matching lace panties.

Michelle stepped out of her skirt, standing before Mark in nothing but her bra and panties. She reached behind her back, undoing the clasp of her bra. It fell to the floor, revealing her huge, round breasts with their hard, pink nipples.

Mark’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Michelle’s bare breasts. He reached out, cupping them in his hands, feeling their weight. Michelle let out a soft moan as he squeezed her nipples, teasing them to hard peaks.

Without warning, Mark dropped to his knees, pressing his face against Michelle’s panties. She let out a gasp as she felt his hot breath against her pussy. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down to reveal her trimmed red pubic hair.

Mark leaned in, running his tongue along Michelle’s slit. She let out a soft moan as he explored her pussy, tasting her juices. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her warmth and wetness.

Michelle let out a gasp as Mark began to finger her, sliding his fingers in and out of her pussy. She reached down, grabbing a handful of his hair as she ground her hips against his face.

Mark stood up, wrapping his arms around Michelle’s waist. She wrapped her legs around his hips, feeling his hard cock pressing against her pussy. He carried her to the desk, laying her down on her back.

Michelle let out a soft moan as Mark entered her, filling her pussy with his hard cock. He began to thrust, driving himself deeper and deeper inside her. She let out a gasp as he hit her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Mark reached down, grabbing Michelle’s breasts in his hands. He squeezed them gently, teasing her nipples with his fingers. She let out a soft moan as he continued to thrust, driving himself deeper and deeper inside her.

Michelle let out a loud moan as she felt herself approaching orgasm. She grabbed Mark’s ass, pulling him deeper inside her. He let out a grunt as he felt her muscles clenching around his cock.

With one final thrust, Michelle came, her orgasm washing over her in waves of pleasure. Mark let out a grunt as he followed her, filling her pussy with his hot cum.

Breathless and satisfied, Michelle and Mark lay on the desk, their bodies entwined in a post-coital embrace. They knew they had crossed a line, but they didn’t care. The passion and desire between them was too strong to resist.

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