In the corner office of a bustling advertising agency, the esteemed creative director, Vincent, sat poring over a layout for a new campaign. His assistant, a young woman named Isabella, entered the room wearing a skimpy bikini top and a short skirt. Her tanned, toned midriff was on full display, and Vincent couldn’t help but stare.
Isabella, aware of the effect she had on her boss, leaned over his desk, giving Vincent a generous view of her ample cleavage. “I thought we could take a break and go over some ideas by the pool,” she suggested, her voice low and sultry.
Vincent, unable to resist the temptation, agreed. The two made their way to the rooftop pool, where they found a secluded corner. Isabella wasted no time in straddling Vincent, her bikini top barely containing her assets.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. Isabella’s hands roamed over Vincent’s chest, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. Vincent, in turn, ran his hands over Isabella’s curves, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her bikini.
Isabella broke the kiss, gasping for air. “Let’s take this off,” she said, tugging at Vincent’s shirt. He obliged, and she ran her hands over his bare chest, her nails lightly scratching his skin.
Vincent’s hands traveled down Isabella’s body, slipping under her skirt and finding her bare ass. He squeezed and kneaded her flesh, eliciting a moan from Isabella. She ground her hips against him, feeling his hard cock through his pants.
Isabella stood up, removing her bikini top and skirt. She was now completely naked, her body glistening in the sun. Vincent couldn’t help but stare at her perfect curves, her perky breasts, and her bare pussy.
Isabella straddled Vincent once again, this time with no barriers between them. She guided his cock inside her, gasping as he filled her up. They began to move together, their bodies moving in a rhythm as old as time.
Isabella leaned back, her hands on Vincent’s knees as she rode him. Vincent watched as she fucked him, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. He reached up, tweaking her nipples and eliciting a moan from Isabella.
Vincent then flipped Isabella over, taking her from behind. He pounded her hard, each thrust causing her breasts to jiggle. Isabella moaned with each thrust, her pussy clenching around Vincent’s cock.
Vincent reached around, finding Isabella’s clit and rubbing it in circles. Isabella cried out, her orgasm washing over her. Vincent followed suit, cumming deep inside Isabella.
They collapsed onto the pool chair, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. They caught their breath, their hearts racing.
Isabella looked at Vincent, a sly smile on her face. “I think we should make this a regular thing,” she said.
Vincent couldn’t agree more.
