Sarah sat at her desk, fingers poised over the keyboard, but her mind was far from the report she was supposed to be working on. Instead, she found herself stealing glances at John, her coworker who sat in the cubicle next to hers. She couldn't help but notice the way his pants stretched across his thighs, the outline of his cock clear even through the fabric.
She shifted in her seat, trying to ignore the wave of horniness that washed over her. She tried to focus on her work, but her thoughts kept drifting back to John. She imagined running her fingers over his cock, feeling its hardness and length. She squeezed her legs together, trying to alleviate the ache that had started to build between her thighs.
Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She pushed back from her desk and stood up, announcing that she was taking a bathroom break. She could feel John's eyes on her as she walked away, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.
Once in the bathroom, she locked herself in a stall and leaned back against the cold metal door. She closed her eyes and let out a shuddering breath. She slid her hand under her skirt, feeling the wetness that had already gathered there. She imagined John's cock inside her, filling her up and making her moan with pleasure.
She slipped her fingers inside herself, imagining it was John's cock. She moved her fingers in and out, feeling herself get wetter and wetter. She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans as she came harder than she had in a long time.
When she returned to her desk, she tried to avoid looking at John, but she couldn't help herself. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she caught him looking at her. She cleared her throat, trying to act normal.
"Hey, Sarah," John said, leaning back in his chair. "You okay? You look a little flushed."
Sarah rolled her eyes. "I'm fine. Just had a little too much coffee, I think."
John chuckled. "Yeah, I know the feeling."
They bantered back and forth for a few minutes, sharp witty comments flying back and forth. Sarah couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction between them. She had always thought John was attractive, but she had never acted on it before.
"Hey, want to come over to my place after work?" Sarah asked, surprising even herself.
John raised an eyebrow. "Uh, sure. That sounds...fun."
Sarah grinned. "Great. I'll see you there."
When they arrived at Sarah's apartment, they sat on the couch, making small talk and sipping on drinks. Sarah could feel the tension building between them, the air thick with anticipation.
She leaned in closer to John, whispering in his ear. "I've been thinking about you all day."
John's breath hitched. "Me too."
They started to kiss, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Sarah could feel John's hard cock pressing against her and she moaned with pleasure. She undressed him, revealing his muscular chest and hard cock. She took it in her hand, stroking it and feeling its length.
John undressed Sarah, revealing her perky breasts and toned stomach. He couldn't help but stare at her wet pussy. They moved to the bedroom, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. Sarah climbed on top of John, feeling his cock enter her.
She rode him, her pussy becoming wetter and wetter. She moaned with pleasure, feeling the orgasm building inside her. John thrust into her, feeling her pussy tighten around him. He couldn't help but cum, his body shaking with pleasure.
Sarah and John lay together, their bodies spent and satisfied. Sarah realized that their connection went far beyond just physical attraction. She couldn't wait to see where this new relationship would take them.
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