In the heart of a bustling city, a towering skyscraper housed a successful marketing firm. Among its many employees, two individuals stood out for their exceptional work ethic and striking appearances. Rebecca, a 28-year-old creative director, was known for her perfect body and sharp mind. She often wore tailored suits that accentuated her curves and drew admiration from colleagues.
On the other side of the office, there was Ethan, a 32-year-old account manager with a chiseled physique. His charm and confidence were magnetic, making him the envy of many male coworkers. Despite the obvious attraction between them, they had never acted on their desires.
One fateful Friday, as the office lights dimmed and desks cleared, Rebecca decided to make the first move. She invited Ethan to her office for a drink, claiming she needed help with a project. He accepted, intrigued by her proposition.
As soon as the door closed behind him, Rebecca stepped closer, her eyes locked onto Ethan’s. She took her glass of wine and placed it on the desk, then slowly unbuttoned her blazer, revealing a tight, red corset underneath. Ethan’s gaze intensified, and he knew this was the moment they had both been waiting for.
“I’ve wanted you for so long,” Rebecca whispered, closing the distance between them. She reached up and wrapped her arms around Ethan’s neck, pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced as they tasted the sweet wine on each other’s lips.
Ethan placed his hands on Rebecca’s hips, feeling the warmth of her body through the thin fabric. He gently ran his fingers over her curves, marveling at her perfect body. Rebecca moaned softly, pressing herself against him.
Desire surged through Ethan as he moved his hands to Rebecca’s breasts, gently caressing them. She shivered under his touch, biting her lip as he teased her nipples through the corset.
Rebecca guided Ethan towards the leather couch in the corner of the office, her hands working to unbutton his shirt. They tumbled onto the couch, their lips never breaking contact.
Ethan trailed kisses down Rebecca’s neck, reaching the curve of her breasts. He licked and nibbled, making her moan louder. Meanwhile, Rebecca’s fingers worked their way into Ethan’s pants, gripping his hard cock.
Ethan gasped as Rebecca began to stroke him, her grip firm and confident. He reached down and pulled her hand away, wanting to take control. He pinned her arm above her head and slid his other hand under her skirt, finding her soaking wet pussy.
“Oh, God, Ethan,” Rebecca cried out as he began to rub her clit in slow circles. She arched her back, pushing her breasts into his face.
Ethan couldn’t resist the temptation and freed one of her breasts from the corset, taking the nipple into his mouth. Rebecca writhed beneath him, her moans growing louder.
Finally, Ethan couldn’t take it any longer. He moved down Rebecca’s body and spread her legs wide. He licked her pussy from bottom to top, causing her to gasp in pleasure.
“Fuck, yes,” she breathed, tangling her fingers in his hair.
Ethan continued to lick and suck on her clit, driving Rebecca closer to the edge. She cried out as she came, her juices coating his face.
Ethan wasted no time and positioned himself at her entrance, slowly pushing inside. Rebecca’s body welcomed him, the warmth enveloping his cock.
As they moved together, their bodies became one. Ethan’s thrusts grew harder, and Rebecca’s moans filled the room.
“Oh, fuck, Ethan, yes!” she cried, digging her nails into his back.
Ethan continued to pound into her, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that drove them both to the brink. Rebecca’s pussy clenched around him as she came again, triggering his own release.
They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies intertwined.
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” Ethan whispered, his face buried in her neck.
“Me too,” Rebecca replied, her fingers tracing circles on his back.
As the night grew darker, they remained tangled on the couch, their desires finally sated.
