In the heart of the bustling city, there was a towering office building. On the 30th floor, inside a spacious office, a woman named Samantha was working. She was a stunning woman in her early thirties, with long brunette hair that cascaded down her back, and curves that could make any man’s head turn. Her ample bosom was barely contained by her blouse, and her short skirt revealed her toned legs.
Samantha had been working at the company for a few years now, and she had earned a reputation for being a hard worker and a consummate professional. But today, she was feeling a little restless. Perhaps it was the heat of the summer day, or the fact that she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in days. Whatever the reason, she couldn’t concentrate on her work.
She glanced at the clock on her desk. It was already 4 PM, and she still had a mountain of work to do. She sighed and leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples. Suddenly, she felt a warm breeze on her skin, and she realized that her blouse had come undone, revealing her lacy pink bra. She quickly fixed her blouse, but not before she caught a glimpse of her own reflection in the window.
She looked incredibly sexy.
She felt a stirring in her loins, and she couldn’t deny it any longer. She needed to release some tension. She looked around the office, but it was empty. Everyone had already gone home for the day. She was alone.
She stood up from her chair and walked over to the window, looking out at the city below. She could see the people on the street, hurrying to get home, oblivious to the woman watching them from high above. She reached up and touched her neck, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath her fingers. She closed her eyes and imagined a man’s lips on her neck, his breath hot and heavy.
She shivered with pleasure.
She reached up and unbuttoned her blouse, letting it fall to the floor. She was wearing a matching pink lace bra and panties, and she felt incredibly sexy. She cupped her breasts and squeezed them gently, feeling the weight of them in her hands. She pinched her nipples, feeling them harden beneath her fingers.
She let out a soft moan.
She walked over to her desk and leaned against it, spreading her legs apart. She reached down and touched herself, feeling the wetness between her legs. She slid her fingers inside her panties, feeling the warmth and wetness of her pussy. She closed her eyes and imagined a man’s cock inside her, filling her up and making her scream with pleasure.
She began to rub her clit, feeling the pleasure build inside her. She moaned louder and louder, her breath coming in short gasps. She felt her orgasm building, and she let herself go, crying out as the pleasure washed over her.
She opened her eyes and looked around the office, feeling a little embarrassed. But there was no one there to see her, no one to judge her. She was alone, and she could do whatever she wanted.
She walked over to the couch in the corner of the office and lay down, spreading her legs apart. She reached down and touched herself again, feeling the wetness between her legs. She closed her eyes and imagined a man’s tongue on her clit, licking and sucking and making her scream with pleasure.
She began to rub her clit faster and harder, feeling the pleasure build inside her once again. She moaned louder and louder, her breath coming in short gasps. She felt her orgasm building, and she let herself go, crying out as the pleasure washed over her once again.
She lay there for a few minutes, her breath slowing down, her body still trembling with pleasure. She opened her eyes and looked around the office, feeling a sense of satisfaction. She had done what she needed to do, and she felt better now.
She got up from the couch and walked over to the window, looking out at the city below. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the city. She smiled to herself and got dressed, ready to face the rest of the evening.
As she left the office, she knew that she would never forget this moment. It was a moment of pure pleasure, a moment of pure release. And she knew that she would always come back to this moment, whenever she needed to feel alive again.
