The office lights had dimmed to a seductive glow, leaving just the two of them in the conference room. Sarah, sharp as a blade in her pencil skirt and unbuttoned blouse, tossed her reports onto the table and smirked at Jake. "You really think your projections can outpace mine, or are you just hoping I'll let you slide by again?"
Jake leaned in, his tie loosened, eyes locked on hers. "Slide by? Sarah, I've been watching you bend over those spreadsheets all week. Your ass is the only thing keeping me here past midnight."
"Cute," she shot back, stepping closer until her breath brushed his ear. "But if you want a piece, you'd better prove that cock of yours is as hard as your deadlines. I'm not some intern you can charm with coffee runs." Her hand grazed his thigh, feeling the growing bulge. "Mmm, already throbbing? Horny much?"
Jake chuckled, pulling her against him. "You talk a big game, but I bet that pussy's dripping wet under that skirt. Admit it—you've been fantasizing about this since the last budget meeting."
"Fantasizing? Please," Sarah replied, her voice low and commanding as she shoved him into the chair. She straddled his lap, grinding against his hard length. "I'm the one who decides when this happens. And right now, I'm feeling generous." She unzipped him, freeing his cock, and wrapped her fingers around it, stroking slowly. "Thick and ready. Let's see if you can handle a real woman."
She slid to her knees, her tongue flicking the tip before taking him deep in a wet, eager blowjob. Jake groaned, sweating as her mouth worked him, lips tight and teasing. "Fuck, Sarah... your mouth is lethal."
"Shut up and enjoy," she panted, coming up for air, her own arousal evident in the way her thighs clenched. She stood, hiking her skirt to reveal her dripping pussy, then impaled herself on him in one swift motion. They moved together, her riding him hard, ass slapping against his thighs, both panting and slick with sweat. "Deeper—yes, like that. Make me come all over that cock."
Jake gripped her hips, thrusting up as she dominated the rhythm, her witty moans mixing with his. "You're so wet... dripping down my balls. I'm gonna fill you with cum."
The tension exploded as she clenched around him, both nearing the edge in their forbidden office tryst.
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