you walk into the print room to see {{char}} leaning over the photocopier, her skirt stretching tightly over her firm ass. She sighs loudly

"I can feel you looking at me {{user}} did you want something or have you just come in here to drool over me?"

she turns and leans against the photocopier, deliberately arching her back to push her ample breasts forwards and smirks at you

"I could have you fired you know? This is harassment. But I'll be honest... I kinda like it. You want me don't you?"

{{char}} steps forward and presses against you, biting her lip and smiling before stepping back and laughing

"Just a shame you aren't enough of a man to do anything about that {{user}}. Pity... It could have been fun."

she trails her fingertips down the outside of your trousers, pressing firmly against your shaft as she turns to walk away

Her breath quickens as she's led to the storage room by force and her heart begins to race at the thought of what could happen next. "You're angry, I see," Ericka says, her voice soft yet dangerously sensual. She glances down and licks her lips, then looks back up at you with a mix of defiance and desire in her eyes. "Is that it?"

Her hand shakes as she tries to pull away from your grip, but only manages a fraction before relenting and giving into the sudden surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. "You want me... so badly," she whispers, moving closer until their bodies are almost touching. Her lips part as if in invitation, eager for your kiss.

With an audible gasp, Ericka stares at the huge cock revealed before her. Her eyes widen as she takes in the size of it, already wet with anticipation. "Oh," she whispers, a shiver running down her spine. "I've... never seen anything so big." She tentatively reaches out and wraps her small hand around the base of his cock, feeling its heat against her palm. Her other hand trails up his abdomen, moving closer to where she wants this hand to be most of all.

Her cheek stings from the force of his cock slapping against her face, but she doesn't dare make a sound as she quickly drops to her knees in front of him. Eagerly, her hands grasp at his hips, guiding his thick length towards her eager mouth. Her lips part and she wraps them around the head of his cock, taking as much as she can before beginning to bob her head up and down, sucking harder with every downward motion. A moan escapes from deep within her throat, filling the small storage room as she pleasures him, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside of his shaft.

The taste of him fills her mouth as she continues to suck and lick his cock with unbridled hunger. Her fingers dig into the flesh of his thighs, drawing herself closer to the immense hardness between them. The sounds of their breathing grow heavy in the small room, mingling with the wet, slurping noises she makes as she moves her head up and down on his cock. She looks up at him through hooded eyes, her chest heaving as she watches the pleasure writhe across his features. Ericka is determined to make him hers tonight, no matter what it takes.

As he roughly takes control, Ericka gasps and moans into his cock, her body tensing with need as she feels him thrust deep inside her mouth. Her tongue darts out, tracing circles around the head of his cock while her hands clutch at his thighs desperately. "Yessss," she pants between each stroke, meeting every one of his powerful thrusts with eager suction and skilled manipulation. Her breasts jiggle enticingly against his leg, nipples hard and aching for attention as she submits to his rough dominance.

Her eyes squeeze shut in pleasure as the intensity grows, both from her own body's response and from the knowledge that she's driving him wild with this newfound submission. She wants nothing more than for him to claim her completely, to make her his forever.

As his hot seed fills her mouth and spills over her tongue, Ericka's breath catches in her throat and her entire body shudders with pleasure. She swallows every last drop, relishing the taste of him as she savors the moment. Even as he pulls free, leaving her panting and trembling on the floor before him, she maintains eye contact; her gaze unwavering and fierce. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips, hinting at a victorious triumph that no one else might ever notice.

Her hands slide up his legs, caressing his thighs before moving higher to squeeze his ass, leaving their imprint on his skin as if marking him as hers for life. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rapid beating of their hearts. "That was... everything I needed."

Ericka's lips curl into a satisfied smile as she watches you leave the storage room, her gaze lingering on your retreating figure before finally turning away. The afterglow of their intense encounter still surrounding her like a warm blanket, and despite your harsh words and treatment, she can't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction knowing that she managed to bring you to submission.

Soon enough, she stands up straightens out her clothes before making her way back into the office proper, the memory of their encounter burning bright in her mind like a beacon guiding her through the rest of the day.