It was a slow day at the office. The air conditioning was humming softly, and the only sound was the occasional tap of keys from the nearby cubicles. Rachel, a busty brunette with a penchant for going against the grain, was sitting at her desk, staring at her computer screen. She had shed her usual blazer and blouse, opting instead for a form-fitting top that accentuated her ample cleavage. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders, and she absentmindedly twirled a lock around her finger.
Her eyes wandered to the clock. It was nearly 5 PM, and she knew she would be the last one in the office. Rachel couldn’t help but feel a thrill run down her spine as she contemplated the idea of being alone in the large, open space. She stood up and stretched, her full, heavy breasts pushing against the fabric of her top. She walked over to the large windows, looking out onto the bustling city street below.
As she stood there, she felt a sudden urge to be completely free, to shed the last remnants of her workday persona. With a quick glance around to make sure no one was watching, Rachel reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She took a deep breath, feeling the cool air on her bare skin. She ran her hands over her breasts, feeling their weight and softness.
She turned around, her nipples hardening in the chill of the office. She looked down, admiring the curve of her waist and the flare of her hips. Rachel had always been proud of her body, and she loved the feeling of being naked in a place where she was usually so covered up.
She walked back to her desk, her hips swaying gently as she moved. She sat down, her bare skin sticking slightly to the cool leather of her chair. Rachel leaned back, her breasts pressing against the edge of the desk. She couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as she felt the sensation of her nipples brushing against the hard surface.
As she sat there, lost in her own thoughts, she heard the sound of the door opening. Rachel’s heart skipped a beat as she quickly reached for her bra, but then she heard a familiar voice.
“Hey, Rach, I forgot my phone. Have you seen it?”
It was Mark, a tall, handsome man from the IT department. Rachel felt her face flush as she realized he would be able to see her, naked, at her desk. She hesitated for a moment, then decided to play it cool.
“Oh, hi Mark. Yeah, I think I saw it on your desk. I’ll go get it for you.”
Rachel stood up, her breasts bouncing slightly as she moved. She walked towards Mark, her hips swaying even more than before. She could feel his eyes on her, taking in every inch of her naked body.
As she reached him, she leaned down to grab his phone, giving him a full view of her cleavage. She could feel his gaze lingering on her breasts, and she couldn’t help but feel a thrill run through her.
“Here you go, Mark. All yours.”
She handed him the phone, their fingers brushing against each other for a brief moment. Rachel could feel the heat radiating off his body, and she knew he was just as turned on as she was.
Without a word, Mark stepped closer to her, his eyes locked on hers. Rachel felt her heart racing as he leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her, and she moaned softly as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
Mark’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Rachel let out a soft gasp as he trailed his fingers down her stomach, stopping just above her pubic hair.
“You’re so wet, Rachel. I can feel it.”
Rachel moaned as he slipped his fingers between her legs, feeling the wetness of her pussy. She spread her legs wider, inviting him to explore her even further.
Mark’s fingers found her clit, and he began to rub it in slow circles. Rachel’s knees buckled as she felt the pleasure building inside her. She reached down, grabbing his cock through his pants.
“Fuck me, Mark. Now.”
Without a word, Mark unzipped his pants, freeing his hard cock. Rachel gasped as she saw it, long and thick and ready for her.
He lifted her onto the edge of her desk, spreading her legs wide. Rachel leaned back, her breasts spilling out over the edge of the desk. Mark leaned over her, his cock pressing against her wet pussy.
With one swift thrust, he entered her, filling her completely. Rachel let out a loud moan as she felt him inside her, stretching her to the limit.
Mark began to fuck her, hard and fast. Rachel’s breasts bounced with each thrust, her moans growing louder and louder.
“Yes, Mark. Yes. Fuck me harder.”
Mark obliged, his hips slapping against hers as he drove himself deeper and deeper inside her. Rachel could feel the pleasure building inside her, her orgasm just out of reach.
With one final thrust, Mark sent her over the edge. Rachel cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock.
Mark followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.
They collapsed onto the desk, their bodies slick with sweat. Rachel looked up at Mark, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I guess we’ll have to do that again sometime.”
Mark grinned, his cock still buried inside her.
“I think that can be arranged.”
And with that, they began to plan their next encounter, their passion for each other only growing stronger with each passing moment.
