Office Indulgence

Chapter 1: The Surprise Visit

Kim strutted into David’s office, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders, the curve of her hips swaying with purpose. She’d planned this little surprise for weeks, knowing her husband had been buried under deadlines. The door clicked shut behind her, and she turned the lock with a sly grin. David, seated behind his polished mahogany desk, looked up from his laptop, his jaw dropping as he took in the sight of her in a trench coat that barely concealed the lace lingerie beneath.

“Well, damn, woman,” David drawled, leaning back in his chair, his dark eyes glinting with hunger. “To what do I owe this delicious interruption?”

Kim smirked, her voice dripping with mischief. “Thought you might need a break from being the big, bad boss. Or do I need to remind you who’s really in charge?” She untied the coat, letting it slip to the floor, revealing the black lace that hugged her voluptuous frame. Her breasts strained against the fabric, and David’s gaze was practically a physical touch.

“Holy hell, Kim,” he growled, adjusting himself in his seat. “You’re gonna get me fired with a stunt like this.”

“Only if you can’t keep quiet,” she teased, sauntering over to him, her heels clicking on the hardwood. She leaned down, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, “Or are you saying you can’t handle me?”

David’s hands shot to her waist, pulling her closer. “Oh, I can handle you, babe. Question is, can you keep up?”

She laughed, low and throaty, pushing him back into his chair. “Watch me.” Her fingers worked the buttons of his shirt, exposing the hard planes of his chest as she sank to her knees. Her eyes locked on his, daring him to look away as she unzipped his trousers, freeing his already hard cock. “Looks like someone’s been waiting for me,” she purred, her breath hot against him.

“Kim, you’re killing me,” he groaned, his hands gripping the armrests. “You’ve got no idea how much I’ve needed this.”

“Oh, I’ve got a pretty good idea,” she shot back, her tongue flicking out to tease him, making him hiss. Her lips wrapped around him, and she took him deep, relishing the way he tensed under her control. She wasn’t here to play the shy wife—she was here to own him, and she knew exactly how to make him beg.

David’s head tipped back, his breathing ragged. “Fuck, Kim, you’re too good at this. I’m gonna lose it before we even get started.”

She pulled back just enough to smirk up at him, her lips glistening. “Not yet, cowboy. I’ve got plans for you.” Standing, she turned, giving him a full view of her round ass as she bent over the desk, her lace thong barely covering her. “Come on, big shot. Show me what you’ve got.”

He didn’t need a second invitation. David was on his feet in an instant, his hands roaming her curves, his voice rough. “You’re asking for trouble, you know that?”

“Trouble’s my middle name,” she quipped, arching her back as his palm came down with a sharp smack on her ass, the sting sending a thrill through her. “Harder,” she demanded, her tone leaving no room for argument.

David obliged, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her wet, dripping pussy through the thin fabric. “You’re soaked already,” he muttered, his voice thick with lust. “You’re as horny as I am.”

“Less talking, more fucking,” she snapped, pushing back against him, desperate for more. He chuckled, dark and dangerous, as he slid her thong aside, the anticipation building to a fever pitch. Just as he was about to thrust into her, a sharp knock echoed through the room.

Kim froze, her eyes flashing with wicked amusement. “Looks like playtime just got interesting,” she whispered, diving under the desk with a devilish grin, her hand already reaching for him again as David cursed under his breath, trying to compose himself for whoever was on the other side of that door.