Sarah slammed her laptop shut after another endless day at the office, her body thrumming with unmet need. Horny didn't even cover it—she was practically vibrating. She fired off a text to her coworker Mike: "My place. Now. Don't make me wait." Twenty minutes later, he knocked, that familiar smirk already in place as she yanked the door open. "Took you long enough. Traffic or cold feet?" she teased, pulling him inside. Mike laughed, shedding his jacket. "Traffic, obviously. Though your messages do tend to cause delays. What's the emergency, boss lady?"
"Emergency?" Sarah shot back, pressing him against the wall with a wicked grin. "More like an opportunity. You've been eye-fucking me in meetings all week. Time to cash in." Their mouths crashed together, hands roaming as the temperature spiked. Sweat beaded on their skin from the frantic foreplay, clothes hitting the floor in a sweaty tangle. "God, you're direct," Mike panted between kisses. "I like it. But don't think you're running this show entirely."
"Watch me," she replied, dropping to her knees with a confident wink. Sarah freed his hard cock, wrapping her lips around it in a slow, teasing blowjob that had him groaning. Mike's fingers slid between her thighs, finding her dripping wet pussy and teasing her ass with expert pressure. "Fuck, Sarah—your mouth is lethal. And you're soaked already." She hummed around him, not missing a beat, her tongue working him while his digits pumped deeper.
The intensity built fast, bodies slick with sweat as they moved to the couch. Sarah stayed in control, guiding his hand while sucking harder on his hard cock. "Deeper, Mike—don't hold back now," she demanded between strokes, her voice husky. He obliged, fingering her pussy and ass in rhythm until she was moaning around him. "You're going to make me come first at this rate," he warned with a sharp chuckle.
They didn't last long after that. Sarah's expert blowjob pushed Mike over the edge first, his cum spilling hot across her lips and chest as he came with a shout. She followed right after, her pussy clenching around his fingers while she panted through her own release, cum mixing with the sweat on their skin. "Holy hell," Mike gasped, collapsing back. "That was... efficient."
Sarah wiped her mouth with a satisfied smirk, already plotting the next round. "Efficient? Please. That was just the warm-up."
"Next time, you're staying the night—and we're doing this properly."
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