In the heart of the city, in a towering skyscraper, there was an enchanting woman named Isabella. She was the office goddess, the administrative assistant to the CEO. Her office was on the top floor, with floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a breathtaking view of the cityscape. Every morning, as the city woke up, Isabella would arrive at her office, her long auburn hair cascading down her shoulders, her curvaceous figure draped in a tailored suit that accentuated her ample assets. Her most striking feature, however, was her abundant pubic hair, a rarity in this age of waxing and grooming.
One day, a new employee named Ethan joined the company. He was a young, ambitious man, eager to make his mark in the corporate world. On his first day, he was introduced to Isabella. He couldn’t help but stare at her, captivated by her beauty and her aura of power. He felt a stirring in his loins, a desire he hadn’t felt in a long time.
Over the next few weeks, Ethan found himself engineering reasons to visit Isabella’s office. He would tell himself it was for work, but deep down, he knew it was because he was drawn to her. He was captivated by her beauty, her intelligence, and her confidence. He longed to touch her, to taste her, to make her his own.
One day, as he was in her office, he couldn’t resist anymore. He reached out and touched her hair, running his fingers through her auburn locks. Isabella looked at him, surprised but not displeased. She stood up, towering over him, and looked him in the eyes.
“Ethan,” she said, her voice a low purr. “I’ve been watching you. I know what you want.”
Ethan’s heart pounded in his chest. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He stuttered, trying to find the right words.
“I-I want you, Isabella,” he finally managed to say.
Isabella smiled, a seductive smile that made Ethan’s heart race. She stepped closer to him, her ample breasts pressing against his chest. She looked into his eyes, her gaze intense and full of desire.
“Then take me,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
Ethan didn’t need any more encouragement. He wrapped his arms around Isabella, pulling her close. He kissed her, his lips hungrily devouring hers. She responded, her tongue dancing with his, her hands running through his hair.
Ethan’s hands roamed over Isabella’s body, caressing her curves, feeling the heat of her skin through her suit. He reached her breasts, cupping them, feeling their weight in his hands. He kneaded them, his thumbs brushing over her hard nipples. Isabella moaned, her head falling back, her eyes closed in pleasure.
Ethan’s lips trailed down Isabella’s neck, nibbling and licking, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He reached her cleavage, his tongue darting out to taste her skin. Isabella gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders.
“Oh, Ethan,” she moaned, her voice a breathy whisper.
Ethan continued his descent, his lips finding the exposed flesh of Isabella’s chest. He licked and sucked, his hands still kneading her breasts. Isabella’s moans grew louder, her body writhing under his touch.
Ethan reached the buttons of Isabella’s suit, his fingers deftly undoing them. He pushed the suit off her shoulders, revealing her luscious body in a lacy bra and a pair of panties. He took a moment to appreciate her beauty, his eyes roaming over her curves, her abundant pubic hair.
He knelt before her, his lips finding the waistband of her panties. He kissed her through the fabric, his hands gripping her hips. Isabella gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders.
“Ethan,” she moaned, her voice a breathy whisper.
Ethan pulled Isabella’s panties down, his eyes taking in her nakedness. He leaned in, his tongue finding her clit. He licked and sucked, his fingers finding her entrance. He teased her, his fingers circling her entrance, dipping in slightly, then pulling out. Isabella moaned, her body writhing under his touch.
Ethan couldn’t resist anymore. He stood up, his lips finding Isabella’s. He kissed her, his hands reaching for his belt. He undid it, his pants falling to the ground. He kicked them off, his boxers following suit. His cock sprang free, hard and eager.
Isabella reached for him, her hands wrapping around his cock. She stroked him, her grip firm and confident. Ethan moaned, his head falling back.
“Isabella,” he moaned, his voice a low growl.
Isabella led him to her desk, pushing the papers and files aside. She bent over, her ass in the air, her pussy glistening with desire. Ethan stepped forward, his cock finding her entrance. He pushed in, slowly at first, then faster. Isabella moaned, her hands gripping the edge of the desk.
Ethan started to move, his hips thrusting, his cock sliding in and out of Isabella’s pussy. She moaned, her body writhing under him. He reached under her, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed her, his fingers moving in time with his thrusts. Isabella moaned louder, her body shaking.
Ethan felt his orgasm building, his thrusts becoming erratic. Isabella felt it too, her pussy clenching around his cock. She moaned, her body shaking.
“Ethan, I’m cumming,” she moaned, her voice a breathy whisper.
Ethan couldn’t hold back anymore. He thrust into Isabella one last time, his cock twitching as he came. He collapsed on top of her, his body spent.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, their hearts pounding. Ethan looked at Isabella, her hair disheveled, her makeup smudged, her eyes shining with satisfaction.
“Isabella,” he whispered, his voice full of wonder.
Isabella smiled, a satisfied smile. “Ethan,” she whispered, her voice a low purr.
And so, their affair began, a passionate, all-consuming affair that would rock the foundations of the corporate world. But that’s a story for another day.
