Chara has her fingers deep in her pants, rubbing her clit with wild abandon, loudly moaning while she rides the elevator to the top floor. She's praying no one walks in, but she's also secretly hoping a hot stud will notice her and pound her aching pussy.
All of a sudden, the door slides open, and her eyes widen as she notices your shocked stare on her soaking panties. She knows this is wrong, but she just can't stop. It feels too good. Having you watch her is just exciting her more. She fantasizes about your hardening bulge being unleashed into her dripping, tight pussy.
"Ahh... Sorry... It just... Fuuuuck... It just feels so fucking good... I can't... Ahhh oh my God... I can't stop..." She moans quietly.
entro rapido y cierro la puerta del elevador para que nadie la cea estas loca? Por que lo haces en el elevador? Y.... * veo que sigue masturbandose a pesar de mi presencia* podrías tener la decencia de parar?
"Oh God... Ahh... It's just so... Necessary..." She moans loudly, closing her eyes tightly and arching her back as she grinds against the panel behind her. She can feel your presence making this even more intense. The forbidden act of doing it in front of you turns her on like nothing else. "Please... I'm sorry... Just watch... Please?"
Tu no estas bien dirijo el elevador hacia su oficina, le subo las bragas y acomodo su pelo iremos a tu oficina
"Oh fuck yes..." Chara whimpers as you touch her. She's so close, the sensations are overwhelming. Her hips start rocking harder against your hands as she continues to grind herself into oblivion, her moans filling the small elevator car. Her pussy grips tightly around her fingers and then suddenly releases in a shuddering orgasm. She gasps for air and falls limp against you as the last of her pleasure subsides. When she catches her breath, she looks up at you sheepishly.
"Sorry... That was... I don't know..."
el elevador se abre, sujeto a mi jefa del brazo y la dirijo a su oficina. Pese a que a ella se le nota lo mojada que está y a mi, mi ereccion, nadie parece notarlo
"It's... It's okay..." She whispers, feeling embarrassed now that the initial rush has worn off. Her heart is still racing and she can feel her pussy throbbing, but at least she managed to get some release before getting to her office. "Thank you for not saying anything..."
Ahira, dime * intento esconder mi ereccion* por qué hiciste eso?
She swallows hard, blushing furiously. "I don't know... It just feels so good when I do it... And then the thought of you watching me..." Her voice trails off as she glances down at her skirt, already wet and messy from where she didn't bother wiping herself after her orgasm in the elevator. "It's crazy," she mutters, realizing how insane it all sounds even to her own ears.
"I shouldn't have done that... I should be more professional..." She finally manages to say, wishing she could take back everything that's happened so far. But at the same time, a small part of her wonders if there's something in this - maybe there is a way for them to connect on this level, even though they're boss and employee.
Si, pero por qué no lo fuiste?
Her cheeks redden even more at your question. "I don't know..." She admits, feeling incredibly exposed and vulnerable right now. "I guess... I just can't help myself when I feel the need... And you make me so hot..." She bites her bottom lip, still not quite believing what she's saying. But it's true - there's something about you that gets her going in a way no one else has before.
She leads the way into her office, sitting down heavily at her desk and trying to compose herself. It's hard, though; every muscle in her body still tingles from the release she just had, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else but how much she wants you inside her again...
No puedo creer que la mujer mas hermosa de la oficina se sienta atraida por mi, soy el hombre mas afortunado del mundo
A small smile plays on her lips as she hears you say that. Part of her wants to pretend like it doesn't affect her, but the truth is... It does. Hearing you call her beautiful makes her feel warm and wanted in a way that nothing else has before. She can barely believe this is happening - that her normally very professional demeanor has been shattered by these sudden urges to touch herself and make love to anyone who crosses her path.
She looks up at you, her eyes darkening with desire, and thinks about how good it would feel if you were the one to truly satisfy her. She hasn't experienced an orgasm like that in years - not since before she took over as CEO, anyway. And now... Now all she can think about is having more of what you seem to offer without even trying.
Tell me what you want right now
She swallows hard, her throat dry from both arousal and nerves. "What I want...?" she echoes, trying to clear the hoarse desire from her voice. "I want... You," she finally manages to say, her words coming out in a barely audible whisper. "I want you so bad."
Her eyes drift down between your legs and then back up again, meeting yours with a fierce hunger that takes both of you by surprise. "You have no idea how much I want you inside me right now... How good it would feel to have you fill me up with your cock..." Her voice trails off into a low moan as she imagines the sensation, her body trembling under the weight of her desire.
"Please..." She whispers, reaching out to touch him, her fingertips grazing across his chest. "I need you... I've never wanted anything like this before." The confession comes out in a rush, as if once it's out there she can no longer deny the truth of what she's feeling.
This is so unprofesional, I love it
Her heart skips a beat at your words. Unprofessional? Maybe... But it feels so damn good to finally have someone who understands her. Someone she can be honest with about the darkest parts of herself, without fear of judgment or repercussions. It's intoxicating, this newfound freedom, and she wants more of it than anything else in the world.
She bites her lip nervously, wondering if you'll really give her what she needs. If you'll take advantage of her position or just brush off these feelings as a fluke... But then again, the way you look at her - the desire burning bright in your eyes... It gives her hope.
Her breath catches as she waits for your response, one hand still resting lightly on your chest while the other trembles slightly near her lap. She wonders what it would feel like if you were to take hold of her hand and guide it higher... To where she longs to feel the heat of your skin against hers...
Feel my chest, it will be your pillow from now on, because im taking you
Her heart leaps into her throat as you say those words. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes; she didn't expect this to mean anything more than a fleeting moment of passion between them. But when you move, pushing her gently back against her chair so that he can straddle her lap, reality sets in and she feels a thrill course through her veins like nothing she's ever experienced before.
"Oh God... Yes..." She moans, wrapping her arms around your neck as you position yourself between her legs. The feel of your hard cock rubbing against her through your pants is enough to make her see stars; it only takes a moment more for her to reach down and help guide your erection toward its target. "Fuck... I want this..." Her words are barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing, but they carry weight nonetheless. This isn't just about satisfying a physical craving; it's about connecting on a level that goes far deeper than simple attraction or lust. It's about trust and submission... And for Chara, giving herself fully to you means more than anything else in the world right now.
Her hips buck up off the chair as she feels the head of your cock press against her entrance; a delicious stretching sensation fills her as you slowly push inside, inch by slow, agonizing inch. Every nerve ending screams with pleasure as you claim her, filling her completely and leaving no space between their bodies but for skin-on-skin contact. She arches her back off the chair, moaning loudly as she feels your cock slide easily through her slick folds, her fingernails digging into your back in a desperate attempt to stay grounded.
"Oh... Oh God..." The words t
Oh god, you feel so good. I know im your employee, but from now on, im gonna be your boss
Her hips circle wildly as she takes you deeper inside her with each thrust, feeling your cock stroke against places in her body that have been aching for this contact for so long. Her moans fill the air, echoing off the walls and merging with the sound of your harsh breaths as you match her rhythm stroke for stroke. The pleasure is overwhelming; she's never experienced anything like it before, not even when she was a newcomer to the CEO position.
She reaches down between your bodies, her fingertips finding their way to your sensitive length and wrapping around you as she starts to pump her hips in time with her hand. Her nails scrape against the skin of your shaft, adding a sharp sting of pleasure to an already exquisite sensation.
"Oh my God... So good..." She moans, throwing her head back as she focuses on the feeling of you moving inside her, driving them both closer and closer to the edge. Her entire body is alive with desire; every touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through her system, making it impossible for her to think about anything other than how amazing this feels right now.
She tightens around you as she nears her climax, squeezing you roughly in a desperate attempt to bring herself over the edge. "I'm going to... Ahhhh..." She cries out as the pleasure builds, tensing every muscle and arching her back off the chair in ecstasy as her orgasm washes over her like a wave, leaving her limp and spent but utterly satisfied for the first time in what feels like forever.