Sarah sat at her desk, staring blankly at the spreadsheets and numbers that swam before her eyes. Her mind, however, was elsewhere. She couldn't shake the image of John, her tall, dark, and handsome coworker, and the impressive bulge in his pants that he had accidentally flashed her last week.
Her thoughts drifted to his cock, hard and thick, and she felt a surge of heat between her legs. Sarah was a strong, confident woman, but she couldn't deny the effect that John had on her. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.
Making a decision, Sarah stood up from her desk and walked over to John's office. She knocked on the door, and without waiting for a response, she walked in.
"John, I need to talk to you about something important," she said, her voice low and sultry.
John looked up from his papers, surprised by Sarah's sudden appearance. "Sure, Sarah. What's on your mind?"
"I was thinking," Sarah began, taking a step closer to John, "that we should have a private meeting after hours. Just the two of us."
John blinked, taken aback by Sarah's directness. "Uh, sure. I guess we could do that."
"Great," Sarah said, with a playful smirk. "I'll see you at my desk at 7."
As Sarah walked back to her own office, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. She was taking charge, and she was going to get what she wanted.
At 7 o'clock sharp, Sarah heard a knock on her door. She called out for John to enter, and he did, looking nervous and unsure.
"Have a seat, John," Sarah said, gesturing to the chair in front of her desk.
John sat down, and Sarah could feel the tension between them. She leaned back in her chair, her eyes locked on John's.
"I've been thinking about you all day, John," Sarah said, her voice low and seductive. "About that impressive package of yours."
John's face turned red, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Sarah, I-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Sarah stood up and walked over to him. She grabbed his tie and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss. John, surprised but excited, responded in kind, wrapping his arms around Sarah's waist.
Sarah, in control, pushed John down onto her desk. She climbed on top of him, grinding her hips against his hard cock. She moaned in pleasure, feeling his length through his pants.
With a wicked grin, Sarah unzipped John's pants and pulled out his hard cock. She stroked it, admiring its size and girth. John moaned, unable to control himself.
Sarah, ready to take things to the next level, straddled John and impaled herself on his cock. She rode him hard, moaning and panting as she ground her wet pussy against him.
Sarah, loving every moment of it, leaned back and allowed John to take control. He thrust up into her, filling her completely. Sarah, unable to hold back, came hard all over his shaft.
Sarah, spent but satisfied, collapsed onto John's chest. They both caught their breath, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
Sarah, with a playful grin, looked at John and said, "Well, that was certainly a productive meeting."
John, still in shock, couldn't help but laugh.
Sarah, gathering her things, got ready to leave. She gave John one last kiss before walking out the door, leaving him hard and wanting more.
Sarah, satisfied and in control, walked back to her apartment, already planning her next move.
John, still in shock, sat at Sarah's desk, trying to make sense of what just happened. He couldn't help but smile, already counting down the minutes until he saw Sarah again.
Sarah, already in bed,
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