In the heart of New York City, on the 40th floor of a towering skyscraper, the offices of Sterling & Co. buzzed with activity. Among the sea of employees, one stood out: a woman with a pixie haircut, her fiery red locks perfectly framing her delicate features. Her name was Fiona, and she was the talk of the office.
Fiona was the executive assistant to the company’s CEO, a man named Richard. Richard was a tall, handsome man in his late forties, with salt-and-pepper hair and a commanding presence. Despite their age difference, there was an undeniable spark between them.
One day, after a particularly grueling board meeting, Richard called Fiona into his office. As she walked in, he couldn’t help but notice the way her pixie cut bounced with each step she took. He felt a sudden urge to run his fingers through her hair, to feel its softness against his skin.
Fiona noticed the look in Richard’s eyes and knew exactly what he was thinking. She had been attracted to him since the day she started working at Sterling & Co. She walked over to his desk, her hips swaying seductively, and leaned in close.
“Is there something you want to tell me, Richard?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.
Richard swallowed hard, his throat dry. He reached out and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from Fiona’s face. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, her breath hitching in her throat.
He leaned in and kissed her, his lips meeting hers in a passionate embrace. Fiona responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth. Richard’s hands roamed over her body, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist and the swell of her breasts.
Fiona broke the kiss and pulled back, her chest heaving with desire. She reached down and unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra. Richard’s eyes widened with desire as he took in the sight of her.
He reached out and cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. Fiona gasped with pleasure, her back arching as she pressed herself against him. Richard leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it as Fiona moaned with pleasure.
He moved his hands down to her skirt, his fingers tracing the curve of her ass as he pulled it down. Fiona stepped out of it, her legs trembling with desire. Richard reached down and stroked her through her panties, feeling the heat and wetness of her arousal.
Fiona reached down and pulled off her panties, her eyes locked on Richard’s as she spread her legs wide. Richard knelt down in front of her, his tongue flicking out to taste her. Fiona moaned with pleasure as he licked and sucked on her clit, her hips bucking wildly as she rode his face.
Richard stood up and unzipped his pants, his cock springing free. Fiona reached out and stroked it, her fingers tracing the length of it as Richard groaned with pleasure. She guided him inside her, his cock filling her completely.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they fucked each other wildly. Richard’s hands gripped Fiona’s hips as he pounded into her, their moans and gasps filling the room.
Fiona came first, her orgasm ripping through her as she screamed Richard’s name. Richard followed shortly after, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his cum.
They collapsed onto the floor, their bodies spent and sated. Fiona looked up at Richard, her eyes shining with affection.
“I think we might have just started something,” she said, smiling.
Richard grinned, his hand reaching out to brush a lock of hair from Fiona’s face.
“I think you’re right,” he said, pulling her close.
And so, their passionate affair began. They would steal away to Richard’s office whenever they could, their bodies craving each other’s touch. They explored every inch of each other, their lovemaking becoming more adventurous and intense with each passing day.
But that is a story for another time. For now, let us leave Fiona and Richard in their moment of bliss, their love burning brighter than the New York City skyline outside Richard’s office window.
