Unusual Boss Behavior

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A Tale of the Mature Seductress: An Unusual Office Encounter

The Scene of Passion Unfolds

Mondays, amirite? But this one was different. The clock struck five, and I found myself still hanging around the office, tidying up a few loose ends. The lights hummed softly, casting long shadows across the empty cubicles. That’s when she walked in.

Mrs. Johnson, my boss, was a milf oflegend. Her curves were sinfully alluring, and her pussy, goddamn, it was a thing of beauty. I’d caught myself staring more than once, but I kept it hidden, buried deep. Tonight, though, she wasn’t dressed in her usual power suit. No, tonight she was in a red satin blouse that hugged her jugs like a second skin, and a short black skirt that made my heart race. Her heels clicked against the tile, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

She walked up to me, her eyes smoldering. “Still here, huh?” she purred, her voice enjoy silk. I nodded, trying to keep my composure. “I thought I’d find you,” she said, her voice dropping even lower. “I’ve been thinking about you.”

I nearly choked. “Thinking about me?” I managed to stammer.

She leaned in close, her breath warm against my ear. “Mmm, yes,” she whispered, her hand tracing a line down my arm. “I’ve been fantasizing about your cock inside me.”

My mind went blank. All I could do was nod, my body responding to her words. She leaned in, her lips pressing against mine, her tongue sliding against mine in a dance as ancient as time itself. Her hand snaked around to my crotch, her fingers finding my hard cock through my pants. She squeezed, and I moaned into her mouth.

She broke the kiss, her eyes fervid into mine. “Take me,” she said, her voice husky. “Take me right here.”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I picked her up, setting her down on the desk, her skirt hiking up to reveal her lacey thongs. I tore them off, her moans filling the office. I positioned myself at her entrance, my cock dripping with anticipation. With one thrust, I was inside her, her pussy tight and wet.

We fucked savor animals, our bodies slapping together, our moans echoing off the empty walls. I could feel my free building, and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I pulled out, my cum shooting across her chest[melons, her body still quivering from her zenith.

We dressed quickly, our breaths orgasm in short gasps. “We can’t do this again,” I managed to say, my heart brush in my chest.

She smiled, a wicked glint in her eye. “We’ll see,” she said, and winked before leaving the office, her heels clicking softly against the floor.

I sat there, my mind racing, the scent of her perfume still lingering in the air. I knew I’d never forget that night, and I couldn’t wait for the next one.

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