Printer hums low. Mouse clicks sharp across open-space. Coffee scent clings, mixes with my perfume. Colleagues shuffle papers. I sit at my desk. Fifth day cohabiting his floor. Marco upstairs. Ex downstairs fucks loud through vents. Moans pierce. Heart twists. Pregnant belly swells under blouse. Contract burns in mind. Point 6.5. One orgasm weekly. No strings. Just pleasure.
Glances dart. His eyes lock mine between dossiers. Heat builds. Stress day tightens. Hierarchies grind. I crave release. Adrenaline spikes. Risk of caught. That’s my high. Pro facade hides slut beneath. Approach his desk. Fingers tremble. ‘Marco. End of week. Paragraph 6.5?’ Voice husky. He pauses keyboard. Nods slow. ‘Conference room. Now.’ Dossiers under arm.
The Building Tension
Door swings. Clicks shut. Lock snaps loud. Echoes. Heart pounds. His breath hot. ‘Ex downstairs again?’ I nod. Rage flares. ‘Fuck him from my mind.’ Hands grab waist. Pull close. Lips crash. Tongue invades. Coffee taste. Perfume overwhelms. Blouse rips open. Buttons scatter floor. ‘Pregnant pussy needs it.’ Reveal belly. Round. He groans deep. ‘Fuck yes. Hotter.’ Hands knead tits. Nipples peak.
Skirt hikes fast. Panties yank down. Soaked. Bend over table. Papers fly. Ass up. His zipper rasps. Cock springs. Thick. Veined. ‘Shove it in.’ Dirty plea. Head slams desk. Thrusts brutal. Pussy stretches. Wet slaps echo. Table creaks. Grunts mix printer drone outside. Door rattles faint? Colleague? Freeze. Then harder. ‘Fuck my pregnant cunt. Make me cum.’ Fingers dig clit. Swollen.
The Explosive Release
Tension snaps. Waves crash. Orgasme silent. Body quakes. Clench his shaft. He growls. Pulls out. ‘Take it.’ Hot spurts hit ass. Back. Drips slow. Cum scent joins coffee. Wipe hasty. Tissues shred. Skirt smooth. Blouse buttons crooked. Hair tousle fix. Lipstick smear. Mirror quick. ‘Meeting in five.’ Unlock door. Click.
Stride open-space. Legs jelly. Cum trickles thigh. Smile crisp. ‘Sorry late.’ Sit meeting. Notes click. Eyes innocent. Marco enters calm. Nods pro. Secret burns. Ex moans fade below. I won. Thrill pulses. Ambitious bitch owns risk. Luxure hides deep. Wait next clause. Door locks soon.