In the dimly lit office, the only source of light came from the flickering fluorescent bulbs above. The room was filled with the sound of papers rustling and the occasional hum of the air conditioning. Amidst the sea of cubicles, a woman sat at her desk, her long brunette hair cascading down her shoulders in a messy heap. She was lost in thought, her mind wandering to the man who sat just a few cubicles away.
His name was Ethan, a tall and muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. She had been eyeing him for weeks, their glances lingering just a moment too long. She knew he felt the same way, the tension between them palpable.
One night, after everyone else had left the office, she found herself alone with Ethan. They exchanged heated glances, their desire for each other obvious. She stood up from her desk, her heart pounding in her chest as she walked towards him.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Ethan’s eyes darkened, and he pulled her close, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, caressing her curves and sending shivers down her spine.
She responded eagerly, her hands tugging at his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against hers. They stumbled towards the conference room, their lips never breaking apart.
Once inside, Ethan pushed her against the wall, his hands roughly pulling at her skirt. She moaned as he slid his fingers inside her, her wetness coating his fingers.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, his breath hot against her ear.
She responded by unbuttoning his pants, freeing his hard cock. She stroked it, her fingers gliding up and down his shaft.
Ethan’s fingers moved faster, his thumb circling her clit. She cried out, her orgasm building inside her.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” she gasped, her legs shaking.
Ethan didn’t let up, his fingers continuing to work her clit as she came hard, her juices coating his hand.
She caught her breath, her eyes meeting Ethan’s. She pushed him down onto the conference table, his cock standing at attention.
She climbed onto him, slowly lowering herself onto his cock. She moaned as he filled her, her pussy gripping him tightly.
Ethan’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her as she rode him. She leaned forward, her breasts bouncing in his face. He took one in his mouth, his teeth grazing her nipple.
She cried out, her orgasm building again. Ethan’s thrusts became harder, his cock hitting her G-spot.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, her pussy clenching around him as she came again.
Ethan’s thrusts became erratic, his cock twitching inside her. He groaned, his hot cum filling her pussy.
They collapsed onto the table, their bodies slick with sweat. She ran her fingers through her messy hair, a satisfied smile on her face.
“I think we need to work late more often,” she said, her voice breathless.
Ethan chuckled, pulling her close.
“I couldn’t agree more.”
