Two fat dossiers glare at me. Open-space hums. Printer whirs endlessly. Mouse clicks echo. I steal glances at Mark, that seductive exec from upstairs. We cross in the elevator daily. Sparks fly. Coffee stench mixes with my perfume. Tension coils tight.
He grabs Sarah, his assistant. They vanish into the conference room next door. Door slams. Click. Locked. My heart skips. Back to breakroom for relief. TV drones on Bolivia’s salt flats. Harsh lives there. Our privileges hit hard.
The Mounting Tension
Rhythm starts. Steady thuds from above. Conference table scraping? Ignore the narration. Focus sharpens. Harder bangs now. Irregular thrusts. Desk legs pound floor. They’re fucking. Mark railing her. Envy burns.
Visualize it. Sarah doggy on the table. Ass high, submissive. Mark kneeling behind. His thick cock slamming deep. Passionate fury. No TV left. Ears locked on their grunts. Assauts irregular. Feet bang. Sharing their heat.
Crave you suddenly. My absent boss, my forbidden lover. Heart thumps. Feel your cock still, emperor in my cunt. Tears prick. Fire spreads low. Recall your restraint last time. Tenderness floods. So full of your power. My slit yours.
The Explosive Release
Her moans rise. Torture. Why not you? Your magnificent dick conquering my sighs. Fever grips. Imagine your naked body. Hand dives under skirt. Into panties. Muscles clench. Swollen clit, soaked. Index grazes. Hardens more. Pussy aches painful.
Make love to myself. For you. Thinking your cum flooding my belly. Grip clit. Tease like your lips. Nostalgic. Press palm hard. No mercy. Grind rough. Punish the greedy bitch. Voracious slut. Soak my fingers. Deserves it. Love the sting.
Outrage my soft spot. Brutal strokes. Accelerate circles. Bud throbs sensitive. Hips buck wild. Legs splay open. Ready for your thrust. Dripping your memory. Printer hums cover. Door locked safe. Coffee-perfume haze thickens.