The last client of the evening had gone and the entire suite of offices was silent.

I sat at my desk finishing my notes of the meeting. The large mahogany desk faces a fully windowed outer wall that becomes mirrorlike after darl. A muffled sound from behind alerted me, and I looked up to see a man’s reflection in the window just as his hand lightly touched my shoulder. His dark eyes briefly met my gaze before he lowered his head, softly kissing the side of my velvety neck just below the ear lobe. His gentle kisses tingled on my cheek and down along my jawline. His strong hand softly played across my eager chest until he reached my waiting breast.

Taking me by the hand, he lay down on the plush carpeted floor, pulling me down with him. Lying on his back, he swiftly unbuttoned his fly and slid his pants down around his slender hips. Lifting my flowing skirt, I straddled his hot throbbing cock, my long trim legs tucked slightly under each of his hips to lift him even closer to my craving cunt. My long golden hair fell over his eyes as his hands slid easily under my sweater and he squeezed and pulled my erect nipples, tenderly, but a little rough.

My wet pussy throbbed with each squeeze of his strong hands. His hips moved slowly at first, stopping occasionally to savor our throbbing sensitivity. Impatient, I soon took the control afforded me by my superior position and, pulling his hips higher with my ankles, sat full back, burying his cock deep within me. We came instantly in unison as I cried out his name. With his powerful hands on my back, he tenderly pulled me toward him. We kissed passionately as the orgasm subsided. He held my head to his powerful shoulder, my long silky hair covering his face. It would be a while before we recovered our strength and the ability to resume the evening’s work.