It was a typical day in the office. The hum of fluorescent lights and the clicking of keyboards filled the air. But in the corner office, things were heating up.
Samantha, a 28-year-old marketing executive, was sitting at her desk going over some reports when she heard a knock at the door. It was Jake, a 32-year-old account manager, who she had been flirting with for weeks.
“Hey, Samantha,” Jake said, his eyes scanning her body. She was wearing a tight, yoga pants and a push-up bra that accentuated her curves. “I was wondering if we could go over some of the numbers for the new campaign.”
Samantha smiled and gestured for him to take a seat. As they went over the figures, she couldn’t help but feel a growing attraction to Jake. She leaned in closer to him, their legs brushing against each other.
Jake looked up and caught her gaze. “Samantha, I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” he said, his voice low and husky.
Before she knew it, his lips were on hers, his hands roaming her body. She responded eagerly, running her hands through his hair and moaning softly as he deepened the kiss.
He broke away and trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling at her earlobe. She arched her back, letting out a soft gasp as he reached behind her and unclasped her bra.
Jake’s hands were on her breasts, teasing her nipples. She reached down and ran her hand over the bulge in his pants, feeling him harden beneath her touch.
