Busty Tease in the Boardroom

Elena Voss strode into the open-plan office like she owned every inch of it—and she did. At 35, the busty office manager had traded her usual blazer for a sheer white blouse that clung to her full breasts, the top buttons undone just enough to flash the lacy edge of her bra. Her pencil skirt was painted on, hugging the curve of her ass and riding high on her thighs with each confident step. "Morning, boys," she purred, pausing by Mark's desk. "That report better be as hard as you look right now." Mark's eyes snapped up from her cleavage, cheeks flushing. "Ms. Voss, you're killing me in that outfit. Is the goal to make the whole team useless today?" Elena leaned in, her voice low and sharp. "Useless? Please. I want you all thinking about my pussy while you crunch those numbers. Keeps you sharp." She winked, straightening to adjust her skirt, the fabric stretching tight over her ass. Mark shifted in his chair, his cock already hard and straining against his slacks. "You're playing with fire, Elena. One of these days I'll call your bluff." "Bluff?" She laughed, a throaty sound that made his pulse race. "Come to my office in five. Let's see who's bluffing." Five minutes later, the door clicked shut behind him. Elena was perched on her desk, legs crossed, skirt hiked just enough to tease. "Lock it," she ordered, already unbuttoning her blouse further. Mark obeyed, then crossed the room in two strides. "You've been teasing us for weeks—dressing like that, bending over the copier so we all get a view of that dripping wet pussy. Horny much?" Elena smirked, pulling him close by his tie. "Teasing? This is foreplay, darling. Now drop those pants and show me that cock." He did, freeing his thick, hard length. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking slowly as she whispered, "Mmm, nice and ready. But remember—I run this show." Mark groaned, hands gripping her hips as she slid off the desk, turning to present her ass. "Fuck me like you mean it," she demanded, voice dripping with command. He thrust into her wet pussy from behind, both of them panting and sweating, the rhythm building fast. Elena pushed back, meeting every stroke with wicked wit between moans. "Harder—don't you dare come until I say." The explosive heat built, her pussy clenching as she reached down to rub her clit, leading them toward the edge where cum would soon follow in a messy, shared release.