Under Her Desk

The bass was so loud it shook the floor right beneath my heels, vibrating through my entire body.

I sat alone in a leather lounge booth, my fingers wrapped tight around a glass of gin and tonic. At twenty-two and fresh out of college, I felt entirely out of place. My friends had dragged me to this upscale club to celebrate me landing my first real corporate job, but while they danced, I hid in the shadows. I was petite, naive and hopelessly inexperienced.

I took a small sip of my drink, wincing as the bitter alcohol burned down my throat and looked around the dark, amber-lit room to spot my friends on the crowded floor then my eyes stopped at someone

A woman was sitting at a high-top table across the room. She was tall, broad-shouldered and effortlessly handsome. She wore a dark blazer draped over a low-cut velvet top that showed off her smooth chest, defined collarbones and the subtle curve of her breasts. With her short black shoulder length cut hair and defined jawline, she had a strong commanding energy that held the entire room.

Then she turned her head and her dark eyes locked directly onto mine. A deliberate smile spread across her lips that made my heart raced. I tried to look away, my face burning hot but I was frozen. She stood up and walked straight toward my table.

“Oh no, I don't want any company” I muttered to myself clutching my glass tighter.

She stopped right in front of me and leaned down. A scent of rich sandalwood and warm vanilla washed over me.

"You look like you need a better drink” She spoke in a low rasp that vibrated throught the air

"I—I guess so” I stammered, my voice trembling.

She sat down right next to me, her knees pressing flush against mine through the fabric of my skirt. She didn't offer her name and I was too intimidated to ask.

Without waiting she signaled the bartender for heavy shots of tequila. When they arrived, she handed me one watching intently as I swallowed the burning liquid down.

Leaning in close, her warm breath brushed against the sensitive skin of my ear as she murmured bold teases that made my skin surge with warmth.

Her slender fingers delicately traced down my collarbone, dipping past the v-cut of my dress, breaking off just before reaching my breasts. The deliberate touch sent a sharp aching tug straight down to my abdomen.

My head was spinning from the alcohol and the sudden, suffocating weight of her attention. I had never been with a woman before. I considered myself straight…hell I have never even had a real boyfriend!

When she stood and reached down to me, holding out her hand to pull me out of the booth, panic shot through me. I hesitated, my hand hovering over hers.

"I... I should probably find my friends” I breathed pulling back slightly.

Her gaze softened, though her grip remained firm. She leaned down, her lips brushing my cheek. "They're fine. Come with me”

The heat of her skin on mine melted my hesitation. Instead of pulling away, I let her lead me out into the cool night air.

We took a private car to a luxury high-rise building with neither of us saying a word as the city lights blurred outside the windows. The silence only thickened the tension between us.

As soon as we got into the private elevator, the doors closing us inside her penthouse lobby, she turned and pressed me firmly against the wall. Her heavy body trapped mine instantly cutting off any escape i had in mind, my hands pressed flat against her chest, feeling the radiating heat from beneath her shirt.

"Wait..." I managed to say as I felt my pulse jumping at my neck.

"No more waiting” she warned softly using her thumb to swipe my lips a little aggressive

She captured both my upper and lower lip into a passionate long kiss. She tasted like sweet liquor, her lips unbelievably soft and full. My mouth parted instantly when my lips were released and a small involuntary moan escaping my throat as her tongue slid past my teeth.

She reached down to my hips, hooking her arms beneath my thighs and lifted me off the floor so effortlessly. My legs wrapped around her waist by pure instinct, my arms locked behind her shoulders as she carried me down the long dim lit hallway.

She reached her master bedroom, kicked the double doors open and walked us inside. She carried me over to a massive king-sized bed and tossed me onto the soft mattress.

I pressed myself back into the pillows trying to catch my breath. She stepped back, stripped off her blazer and slowly unbuttoned her top letting both pieces of fabric drop to the floor while maintaining intense contact with me

My breath seized at her broad bronzed shoulders, her stomach flat and toned and the swell of her soft breasts was fully exposed right in front of me. My hands betrayed me, shaking on the silk and I could bet she noticed my nervousness

"I've... I've never been with a woman before” I stammered, my voice catching. "I'm straight. I don't even know how—"

"Shh” she murmured, crawling onto the bed on all fours.

She pinned my shaky wrists above my head, her weight looming over my small body. The physical difference in our body sizes was overwhelming.

"You don't have to know anything” she rasped, her thumb tracing my jawline. "Just feel what I do to you”

She leaned down and trailed hot wet kisses down my jaw, my ears then to the slope of my neck until she reached the neckline of my dress. Then reached behind me, pulled the zipper down with one smooth motion and stripped the fabric loose, exposing my chest to the immediate chill of the room.

Before I could process my sudden vulnerability, her mouth pressed down over my right dark brown already pointed titties

"Ah!" I gasped as my back jerked sharply off the bed.

She sucked my nipple so deep into her warm mouth, her tongue swirling hard around the sensitive tip before biting down with a teasing pressure. I made a sound i didn’t recognize, my hips thrusting up against the sheets.

The sensation was intense, spreading sparks through me and driving shock into my core. She moved to my other titties, licking, biting, twisting and teasing it until both nipples were swollen, hard and glistening under the dim ambient lights while roughly grabbing them firm with both palms

"You like that, don't you?" she murmured against my flushed skin, her heavy weight pinning me down.

"Yes... yes” I sobbed out, my head rolling side to side against the pillow.

Her free hand slid down my stomach, slipping beneath my already soaked panties. Her index and middle fingers parted my slippery labias, sliding straight into the deep heat build between my legs. I let out a sharp breathless moan, my thighs trembling at the instant contact.

She closed the gap until our noses were almost touching, studying me as though every tiny reaction fascinated her.

"Tell me what you feel right here” she commanded softly, her thumb tracing down slowly to my swollen clitoris, making deliberate circles and applying the right amount of pressure "How many fingers do you want inside you?"

"I... I don't know” I panted, a rush of overwhelming pleasure brought tears to the corners of my eyes

"Let's start with one” she whispered and slid her middle finger slowly inside me. I moaned loudly, my inner muscles clenching tightly around her length. It was a stretching sensation that made my entire lower half pulse.

She began to slide her finger in and out in a slow rhythm, the friction building rapidly while her thumb never stopped its relentless pressure on my sensitive clit, testing the last of my composure.

"God, you're tight” She rasped, her voice low and rough, the warmth of her breath on my lips. "Can I put another one in? Tell me”

"Yes! Please, put another one in” I pleaded, completely losing my grip on reality.

She pushed a second finger deep inside me, opening me up completely. The sensation stole the air from my lungs as she stretched me open. She didn't give me time to adjust; she began driving her fingers in and out at a rapid unforgiving pace.

The wet sloppy sounds of her working inside my pussy filled the quiet room, erasing the last trace of my self-control

Her left hand moved back up to my breast, her fingers pinching and flicking my hard nipple fast at same pace with her thrusts.

Every deep strike hit a hidden sensitive nerve high inside my core that made my toes curl and my vision blur.

"Look at me” she demanded, her tone firm as her hand worked faster and faster, her fingers coated with my wet juice "Look at what a woman is doing to you”

I forced my eyes open, staring up into her dominant gaze. She was relentless, her hands on my abdomen while her thumb pressed down hard on my clitoris as her fingers hooked up deep inside my walls, curling and flicking my G spot

"Fuck... oh God! Yes, I am yours" I screamed out, completely unaware of the words leaving my mouth.

My entire body coiled like a tight spring. Suddenly I felt a violent wave of heat exploded in my lower belly, my thighs clamped hard around her forearm, my back arching off the mattress as my orgasm surged through me with a breathtaking force.

I screamed into the quiet room, my vagina muscles pulsing around her fingers in powerful continuous contractions. Tears streamed down my cheeks as the moment consumed me, my hands clutching desperately at her bare shoulders.

She stayed inside me, riding out every single pulse from my cum until my squirts finally subsided till I collapsed onto the sheets, struggling to steady my breathing with every ounce of strength drained from me

Slowly she withdrew her wet fingers, brought her hand up, trailing her glistening fingertips across my bottom lip before sliding them into her own mouth, licking them clean right in front of my blown-out eyes.

"Good girl, you taste beautiful” she murmured having a triumphant smirk on her lips.

Then pulled my trembling body against her bare chest, wrapping her arms tightly around me, I rested my head against her chest listening to the steady thud of her heart, utterly exhausted and completely undone.

I closed my eyes and surrendered to a deep, dreamless sleep unaware of the storm that would be waiting when the sun rose