**The Office Tease**

I knew I shouldn’t have stayed late—especially not with *her* still here. Rachel, the new intern, 26, blonde, and fucking lethal in those tight pencil skirts. I’d caught her stealing glances at me all week, but tonight? Tonight she was *playing*.

I was buried in reports when I heard her heels click across the office. I glanced up, and there she was, leaning over my desk, her tits practically spilling out of her blouse. “You’re here late,” she purred, tossing her hair over one shoulder.

“Same as you,” I muttered, trying not to stare as she perched on the edge of my desk, crossing her legs. Then—fuck—she uncrossed them slowly, letting her skirt ride up just enough to reveal the black lace tops of her stockings. My cock twitched. She smirked, like she *knew*.

“Must be boring, working this late all alone,” she murmured, sliding a hand up her thigh. My breath hitched as her fingers grazed the lace, teasing the edge. Then—shit—she lifted her knee, letting me catch a glimpse of bare skin, the shadow between her thighs. No panties. My dick was rock hard now, straining against my zipper.

Rachel bit her lip, watching me squirm. “You like what you see?” she whispered, spreading her legs a little wider. I could see her pussy now—just a peek of pink, glistening under the office lights. Fuck, she was *wet*.

Before I could answer, she slid off the desk and dropped to her knees in front of me. My pulse pounded as her fingers worked my belt open. “You’ve been staring all week,” she breathed, yanking my pants down. My cock sprang free, already leaking pre-cum. “Let’s see if you taste as good as you look.”

Her tongue flicked over the tip, and I groaned. Then she took me deep, sucking hard, her lips stretched around my shaft. The sight of her—blonde hair spilling over her shoulders, those black stockings framing her thighs—was almost too much. She bobbed her head, fucking her mouth on me, moaning like she loved it.

“That’s it,” I gritted out, tangling my fingers in her hair. She looked up at me, blue eyes dark with lust, and sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks. I could feel her throat clenching around me, her tongue swirling under my cockhead.

Then she pulled off with a *pop*, breathless. “Your turn,” she whispered, standing up and hiking her skirt around her waist. She climbed onto my lap, straddling me, her wet pussy grinding against my shaft.

I grabbed her hips, guiding her down, and she sank onto me with a gasp, her cunt gripping me *tight*. She moaned, rolling her hips, riding me slow at first, then faster, her tits bouncing. “Fuck me,” she begged, nails digging into my shoulders.

I thrust up into her, groaning as her pussy clenched around me. She was so fucking wet, so hot, her thighs trembling as she bounced harder. “Gonna cum,” she whimpered, grinding down, her clit rubbing against me.

I reached between us, circling her clit with my thumb, and she *screamed*, her pussy pulsing as she came. I followed right after, slamming into her one last time, filling her up as she shuddered on my lap.

Breathless, she collapsed against me, her thighs still shaking. “Next time,” she whispered against my ear, “I won’t wait until after hours.”

**The End.**