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After Hours Office Affairs: When Sarah Tames Tom's Restless Rod And now, for a teaser of the story: Sarah leaned back in her chair, her eyes scanning the room. The office was empty, save for Tom, who was still typing away at his desk. She couldn't help but stare at him, his broad shoulders and strong arms on full display. She had been fighting the urge to pounce on him all week, but she knew she had to wait for the right moment. Hey, Tom, she called out, her voice dripping with playful insolence. You gonna work all night, or are you gonna come over here and give me what I want? Tom looked up, his eyes meeting Sarah's. He could see the desire burning in her gaze, and he felt his own body responding. He stood up, slowly making his way over to her. Well, well, well, he said, a smirk on his face. If it isn't the office vixen, looking for a little late-night action. Sarah rolled her eyes, but she couldn't hide her smile. Shut up and get over here, she said, her voice husky with desire. Tom stood in front of her, his body close to hers. Sarah could feel the heat radiating off of him, and she couldn't resist any longer. She reached out, her hand gripping his hard cock through his pants. Tom let out a low groan, his face buried in her wet, dripping pussy. They moved together, their bodies writhing in pleasure. Sarah's fingers dug into Tom's shoulders as she rode his face, her moans filling the empty office. Tom's hands gripped her hips, his tongue delving deeper into her wet folds. They came together, their bodies shuddering with pleasure. Sarah's head fell back, her eyes closed as she rode out the waves of ecstasy. Tom's face was buried in her pussy, his own release spilling onto the floor. As they caught their breath, Sarah looked up at Tom, a playful smile on her face. Not bad for a late night at the office, she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. Tom laughed, his own smile wide. I'll say, he replied, his hand reaching out to grip hers. I can't wait to see what else we can come up with in this office of ours.

Chapter One: The Office After Hours

Sarah and Tom were the only two left in the office, the soft hum of the fluorescent lights the only sound in the otherwise silent space. They were both focused on the project due tomorrow, their eyes glued to their respective computer screens. But Sarah couldn't help but notice the way Tom's eyes would occasionally drift to her cleavage, a slight flush creeping up his neck.

She decided to have a little fun with him and leaned forward, her ample assets on full display. Tom quickly looked away, but not before Sarah caught the slight groan that escaped his lips. She smirked, unable to resist the opportunity to tease him.

"Like what you see, old man?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Tom laughed, not bothering to deny it. "You're the one wearing a skirt that barely covers your ass and a top that's practically see-through. I'm just trying to focus on my work."

Sarah stood up and walked over to his side of the desk, standing so close that their legs were touching. Tom's breath hitched as she reached out and placed a hand on his thigh, feeling the muscle tense under her fingers.

"I can't help it if I'm distracting," she said, her voice low and sultry.

Tom's face was flushed as he tried to focus on his work, but it was no use. Sarah could see the bulge in his pants and couldn't resist the temptation. She reached out and gripped his cock through the fabric, causing him to gasp.

Without a word, Sarah pushed her chair back and climbed onto the desk, spreading her legs wide. Tom's face was buried in her wet, dripping pussy, leaving them both panting and sweating with pleasure as they came together for the first time in the office after hours.

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