Irène was sitting at her desk, anxiously tapping her high heels against the floor. She couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened earlier that day when she had accidentally walked in on her boss, Mr. Johnson, in the bathroom. The sight of him standing there naked, his huge cock hanging out for all to see, had sent shockwaves through Irène’s body. Her heart raced, and she felt herself getting wet between her thighs. As if that wasn’t bad enough, now here she was, still aroused from the encounter, wearing a tight black dress with no bra underneath. Her small brunette tits were pushed up against the fabric of the dress, making them appear even bigger than they really were. On top of everything else, she had forgotten to wear any panties today, leaving her bare pussy exposed beneath the thin layer of fabric that separated it from her office chair.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Irène tried to compose herself as best she could before answering it. When she opened the door, she found Mr. Johnson standing there, looking just as disheveled as she remembered him from their previous encounter. His eyes fell immediately to her chest, taking in every detail of her exposed cleavage. Without saying a word, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Irène’s heart began racing again as she locked eyes with him. They stood there for what seemed like an eternity, neither one of them moving or speaking. Finally, Mr. Johnson broke the silence by stepping closer to her and placing his hands on her hips. He looked into her eyes before leaning in slowly, his lips brushing against hers in a soft kiss.
Breaking the kiss, he pulled back slightly and gazed down at her breasts once more. Without further hesitation, he reached up under her dress and cupped one of her small tits in his hand. Her nipple hardened instantly under his touch, causing a warm rush of pleasure to spread through her entire body. He pinched the sensitive tip lightly between his thumb and index finger before circling it gently with his thumb.
At the same time, he reached around to undo her zip fly, revealing her tight pussy underneath her dress.
Irène let out a moan as Mr. Johnson’s fingers danced over her skin. She felt his hot breath on her neck as he whispered dirty words in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. His hand slid lower, slipping beneath the fabric of her dress to find her wet slit. He rubbed her clit in slow circles, making her knees weak.
“You want this, don’t you?” he asked, his voice low and husky. “You want me to fuck you right here on your desk?”
Irène nodded eagerly, unable to form words. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. Mr. Johnson lifted her onto the desk, spreading her legs wide. He positioned himself between them, his cock throbbing and ready. With one swift motion, he entered her, filling her completely. She screamed out in pleasure as he began to thrust in and out, faster and faster. His hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her towards him with each powerful stroke. Irène’s nails dug into his back, leaving red marks as she held on for dear life.
“Fuck me harder,” she begged, her voice hoarse from screaming. “Make me cum.”
Mr. Johnson obliged, ramming into her with all his strength. His balls slapped against her ass with every thrust, creating a lewd, rhythmic sound that filled the room. Irène’s body trembled as she neared climax. She could feel the tension building inside her, ready to explode. With one final, deep thrust, Mr. Johnson buried his cock deep inside her, holding her tight as he released his load, filling her with his hot sperm. Irène cried out as she came too, her walls clenching around him, milking every last drop. They both lay there for a moment, catching their breath. Mr. Johnson pulled out slowly, leaving Irène panting and spent. He smiled down at her, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
“That was fucking amazing,” he said, his voice still husky from desire. “I’ll be back later for more.”
Irène giggled, exhausted but satisfied. “I look forward to it,” she replied, already planning what they would do next time.