My coworker, Sam, looked over my shoulder at a presentation, his hot breath awakening my arousal.
Was this the moment I had waited for?
His lips kissed my neck; my nipples hardened, sending pulses to my pussy as if communicating via an erotic Morse Code.
Melting against his body, I ached for his touch.
Why was he hesitating?
“Are you sure?” he finally asked.
I nodded. “I want your hands everywhere.”
He obliged me, ravishing every part of me there on my desk.
Understanding the assignment, he took advantage of another man’s wife, making our fantasy a reality.
