Secret Affair With His Manager

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He started an illicit affair with his manager, where they sneak around secret places in their office building to satisfy their craving for steamy sex.

Gary glanced around the empty office, his eyes lingering on the closed door of the supply closet. “You know,” he murmured into the phone, “I’ve always wondered what’s in there.”

“Oh, it’s just boring old supplies,” Lynne’s voice responded, her tone light and teasing. “But I can think of something more fun we could do in there.”

Gary felt a stir in his pants at the thought. Lynne had always had that effect on him, with her blonde hair cascading over her slender shoulders and those B-cup tits that filled out her blouse so nicely. “What did you have in mind?”

“Why don’t you come over here and find out?” she suggested, the hint of a smile in her voice.

Gary’s heart raced as he ended the call. He knew it was risky, but the thrill of sneaking around with his sexy manager was too much to resist. He rose from his desk and walked over, his eyes sweeping the hallway to ensure they were alone. He turned the knob, the door creaking slightly as he pushed it open. The room was dimly lit, the shelves casting long shadows across the floor.

Lynne was waiting for him, her blouse unbuttoned to reveal her pale, lacy bra. Her skirt was hiked up, and she had kicked off her heels, her toes wiggling in anticipation. She looked at him with a seductive smile, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

“You’re insatiable,” he said, his voice low and husky.

“Only for you,” she replied, her hand slipping to her neck and tracing a line down to her chest. “Now, come here and show me just how much you want this.”

He stepped closer, his cock already thickening. He reached out to touch her, his hand grazing her skin and sending a shiver down her spine. She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. “Let’s see if you can make me scream before anyone notices we’re missing.”

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they tugged at each other’s clothes. The scent of her perfume filled his nose, and he felt himself getting harder by the second. He broke away, dropping to his knees before her. He took her foot in his hand, gently caressing her ankle before bringing it to his mouth.

Her toes were perfect, just the right size to fit in his mouth. He kissed them, one by one, his tongue sliding over her smooth skin. Lynne gasped, her hand coming to rest on the back of his head, guiding him closer. He took her big toe between his lips, sucking gently, feeling her shiver. Her hand tightened in his hair as she moaned softly.

He moved to the next toe, then the next, each one receiving the same tender treatment. Lynne’s legs trembled, and she leaned against the shelves for support. He could feel her excitement growing, and he knew he had her right where he wanted her.

He worked his way up her foot, his tongue tracing the arch before moving to the soft flesh between her toes. He could taste the sweetness of her skin, and the scent of her arousal filled the small room. His cock was straining against his pants now, begging for release.

But he didn’t stop there. He kissed his way up her leg, pausing to nip at her inner thigh. Lynne’s breath caught in her throat, and she whispered his name. He looked up at her, his eyes smoldering with desire.

With a swift motion, he pulled her closer, his hands finding her ass and lifting her onto the shelf. He kissed her again, deeper this time, as his hand found its way under her skirt. Her panties were already soaked, and he could feel her heat radiating against his fingertips.

Their kiss grew more frantic, their breathing heavier. He slid his hand over her pussy, feeling the wetness seep through the fabric. Lynne’s hips bucked, and she gasped into his mouth. He knew she was ready for him.

Gary pulled back, his eyes locking with hers. “I’m going to make you cum,” he said, his voice a dark promise.

With a nod, Lynne reached down to pull her panties aside, exposing her glistening pussy. He dipped his head, his tongue darting out to taste her. She was sweet and tangy, and he couldn’t get enough. He licked along her slit, savoring the flavor before focusing on her clit. Lynne’s legs trembled as he flicked his tongue against the sensitive bud, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Her moans grew louder, echoing off the metal shelves. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tightness clench around him. Her breathing was ragged now, her chest heaving with each gasp. He added another finger, curling them inside her as he continued to suck and lick. She was so close, her hips grinding against his face.

Suddenly, she stiffened, her body arching. “Gary!” she cried out, her orgasm crashing over her. He felt the warmth of her release against his tongue, and he eagerly swallowed, not wanting to miss a drop.

But they couldn’t afford to waste any more time. With a final, lingering kiss to her clit, he stood up and unbuckled his belt. His cock sprang free, thick and heavy, and Lynne’s eyes widened as she took in the sight. She reached out to stroke him, her hand gliding up and down his shaft.

He stepped closer, positioning himself between her legs. “You’re going to love this,” he murmured, his voice a low growl.

Without a word, Lynne bent down, her eyes on his as she took him in her mouth. Her lips slid over his tip, her tongue swirling around the head before taking him deeper. She sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing as she worked him, her hand pumping in time with her mouth.

Gary’s eyes rolled back in his head. The sensation was exquisite, his entire body tingling with pleasure. He watched as she took more and more of him, her throat working to accommodate his size. He could feel the pressure building, the urge to spill his seed into her mouth overwhelming.

But he had other plans. He gently pulled away, his cock glistening with her saliva. “Turn around,” he ordered, his voice firm.

Lynne obeyed, her ass waving in the air as she leaned against the shelves. He stepped up behind her, his hand caressing her cheek before sliding down to her wet entrance. He teased her with his fingertips, watching as she squirmed and whimpered.

“Please,” she begged, her voice needy.

With one swift motion, he plunged into her, filling her completely. Lynne’s eyes went wide, and she gripped the shelves for support. He began to thrust, his cock sliding in and out with ease. Her pussy was tight, her muscles squeezing him with every stroke.

Their moans melded together, their breathing growing harsher. He reached around, cupping her tits, tweaking her nipples as he drove into her. Lynne’s walls tightened around him, her body begging for more. He leaned down, kissing her neck as he whispered dirty words into her ear.

He pulled out, his cock slippery with her juices. He lined it up with her tight asshole, pressing in just a little. Lynne tensed, but he didn’t push further. He leaned in, his breath hot against her skin. “Ready for this?”

Her only answer was a nod. With a wicked smile, he pushed in, her ass giving way to his thickness. She let out a guttural moan, her body stretching to accommodate him. He took his time, savoring the feel of her tightness around him.

Once he was fully seated, he began to move, his strokes slow and deliberate. Lynne’s breath was coming in pants now, her body shaking with each thrust. He knew she was close, and he was ready to take her there again. He reached around to rub her clit, his thumb circling the sensitive nub.

Her eyes squeezed shut, and she bit her lip, trying to hold back the scream that threatened to escape. “Fuck,” she breathed, her voice strained. “Harder.”

Gary complied, his hips snapping forward, his cock driving into her ass. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing through her, mixing with the slight sting of pain. Her orgasm was building, the pressure coiling low in her belly.

He reached up to grab her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat. He kissed and sucked along her neck, leaving a trail of love bites in his wake. Lynne’s eyes rolled back, and she moaned, the sensations overwhelming her.

The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the small space, the only sound in the otherwise silent office. The risk of getting caught only added to the excitement, making each moment feel more intense.

Gary felt his own climax approaching. He pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices. Lynne looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes glazed with desire. He stepped back, his cock pointing at her. “On your knees,” he said, his voice a gruff command.

Without hesitation, she dropped to the floor, her knees hitting the cold tile. She took him in her mouth again, her eyes never leaving his. He watched her, his hand guiding her movements. “Swallow it all,” he instructed, his voice tight with need.

He came with a roar, his cum spurting into her mouth. Lynne took it eagerly, swallowing each salty burst, her eyes never leaving his. He stumbled back, panting, his legs wobbly from the intense release.

They stared at each other, both breathless. The moment was charged with energy, their desire for one another palpable. “We can’t do this here,” Lynne whispered, her voice shaky. “We’ll get caught.”

Gary nodded, his chest heaving. He helped her to her feet, tucking his still-hard cock back into his pants. “But we will,” he said with a smirk, “find another secret place.”

The thrill of the illicit rendezvous still coursed through their veins as they straightened their clothes. They shared a knowing smile, the promise of future encounters hanging in the air.

As they exited the supply closet, the tension was palpable. They walked back to their desks, trying to appear casual. No one in the office looked up, unaware of the scandalous affair that had just unfolded in the shadows.

The rest of the workday passed in a blur of furtive glances and stolen touches. The anticipation of their next secret encounter was a constant distraction, a delicious tension that wove its way into every mundane task.

But when the clock finally ticked over to five, they knew it was time to leave their secret playground. As they walked out of the office together, their hearts racing, they couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement for the next time they could steal away and indulge in their passion.

Days turned into weeks, and their secret rendezvous grew bolder. One particularly hectic afternoon, Lynne sent a sly text to Gary, ordering him to come to her office under the guise of a work-related matter. When he arrived, the door was open just a crack, and he could see her feet, the hem of her skirt riding up her thighs. She was sitting at her desk, her shoes off, and her eyes gleamed with desire.

Without a word, she pointed to the floor, and he knew exactly what she wanted. He dropped to his knees and slithered under the desk, his cock already thickening in his pants. The scent of her arousal filled the space, and he could feel the heat radiating from her body.

Her legs parted slightly, and he took her left foot in his hand, her delicate ankle a stark contrast to his rough palm. He kissed the top of her foot, then moved to her toes. He took her big toe in his mouth, sucking and nibbling, feeling her shiver above him.

Lynne leaned back in her chair, her eyes drifting shut as she moaned softly. “Just like that,” she murmured, her voice thick with need.

Gary’s tongue danced over her toes, tracing the delicate arch of her foot. He could feel her leg muscles tightening, her body begging for more. He switched to her other foot, giving each toe the same loving attention.

Her legs began to tremble, and she spread them wider, giving him better access. He took full advantage, his mouth moving from her toes to the soft skin of her soles, his hands caressing her calves.

The sound of her moans grew louder, and he knew she was getting close. He focused on her pinky toe, sucking and licking until she was practically panting. With a final, lingering kiss, he released her foot and crawled out from under the desk.

Lynne looked down at him, her eyes dark with lust. She leaned forward, her breasts threatening to spill out of her blouse. “Good boy,” she whispered, her voice husky.

The praise sent a thrill through him, and he knew he’d do anything for her. He stood, his cock pushing against his pants, and stepped closer. “What’s next?”

Her smile was wicked. “Let’s take this somewhere more private,” she said, her hand sliding down to squeeze his ass. “I have a feeling we’re going to need more room.”

They managed to slip away unnoticed, heading to an abandoned conference room on the top floor. The door clicked shut behind them, and they were finally alone.

Gary didn’t waste a moment. He turned her around and bent her over the conference table, her skirt hiked up around her waist. He kissed her neck, his hands roaming her body, his cock pressing against her ass.

Lynne pushed back against him, her own hands reaching down to spread her cheeks. “Take me,” she begged, her voice barely a whisper.

Gary didn’t need any more encouragement. He positioned himself and pushed in, filling her up with one hard thrust. She gasped, her nails digging into the wood as he began to move. The sound of their flesh slapping together was muffled by the thick carpet, the only evidence of their illicit affair.

He reached around, his hand finding her clit and rubbing in time with his thrusts. Lynne’s moans grew louder, her body moving in perfect sync with his. They were lost in a haze of pleasure, each sensation more intense than the last.

Gary’s hand slid down to her thigh, then up to her ass. He spread her cheeks wider, his thumb brushing against her puckered hole. Lynne’s breath hitched, and she pushed back into his touch, silently begging for more.

With a groan, he slid his thumb inside her, feeling her tighten around him. “Ready for this?” he growled.

Her only answer was a nod, her eyes squeezed shut. He withdrew his cock and lined it up with her ass, pushing in slow and steady. She was so wet that he slid in easily, her body welcoming him once again.

The tension in the room grew as Lynne looked over her shoulder at him, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Bend me over the desk,” she whispered, her eyes alight with desire. “I want to feel your tongue on my ass.”

Gary’s heart raced as he stepped closer, his cock straining against his pants. He couldn’t believe the words that had just come out of her mouth, but he wasn’t going to argue. He positioned her just right, her torso laid flat on the cold, polished wood. Her skirt was hiked up, exposing her round, firm ass.

He stepped behind her, his hands sliding up her thighs. He could feel her quivering with anticipation. His eyes feasted on the sight before him, the soft pink flesh of her pussy peeking out from between her legs. But that wasn’t where he was going to start.

With a gentle touch, he spread her cheeks apart, exposing her tight little asshole. It winked at him, begging for attention. He leaned down, his breath hot against her skin. “Is this what you want?” he asked, his voice low and gruff.

Lynne’s only response was a needy whine, her hips pushing back towards him. He took that as a yes and descended, his tongue tracing a line from her pussy to her anus. She moaned, her body trembling as he swirled his tongue around the tight ring of muscle.

The taste was faintly musky, but it only served to drive him wild. He licked and lapped at her, her moans growing louder with every stroke. His cock throbbed with every sound she made, desperate for release.

But he knew this was about her pleasure, so he focused on her, pushing aside his own needs. He slid his tongue into her, feeling her tighten around him. Lynne’s hands clutched at the edge of the desk, her knuckles white with the effort of staying quiet.

He pulled back, blowing cool air against her, making her shiver. He watched as she panted, her body begging for more. “Do you like that?” he murmured, his voice thick with lust.

“More,” she breathed, her voice shaky. “Please, more.”

With a smile, he buried his face between her cheeks, his tongue pushing into her ass. She moaned, her body writhing against the desk. He could feel her muscles loosening, her arousal coating his face.

He added a finger, sliding it into her wet pussy alongside his tongue. She was soaking wet, her juices making it easy for him to glide in and out. He felt her tension build, her muscles tightening around his digit.

He knew she was close, and he didn’t want to wait any longer. He stood, his cock pulsing with need. He positioned himself, the tip of his cock pressing against her asshole.

“Oh, yes, fuck my ass! I’ll be your butt bitch,” Lynne moaned.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice strained.

Lynne nodded, her eyes glazed with passion. “Please, fuck my ass,” she begged, her voice a desperate whine.

With one swift motion, he pushed into her, filling her completely. She let out a gasp, her body tightening around him. He held still, giving her a moment to adjust, before starting to thrust.

Her moans grew louder with each stroke, echoing through the empty office. The sound was like music to his ears, driving him closer and closer to the edge. He reached around, his hand finding her clit and rubbing in time with his movements.

Her body began to shake, and he knew she was about to cum. He increased his pace, pounding into her with everything he had. And then she was there, her body seizing around him, her orgasm ripping through her.

He couldn’t hold on much longer. With a roar, he came, filling her ass with his cum. They both stilled, their breathing heavy, their hearts pounding in their chests.

Slowly, they straightened, their clothes askew and their bodies glistening with sweat. They shared a knowing smile, the heat between them as intense as ever. “We’re going to get fired if we keep this up,” Lynne murmured, though there was no real concern in her voice.

Gary chuckled, his hands still shaking from the intense climax. “Would that be so bad?” he teased, helping her fix her skirt and straighten her blouse.

Lynne rolled her eyes, but the smile on her face said she was anything but upset. “It might be worth it,” she admitted, her voice still breathless. “But for now, we should probably get back to work.”

They shared one last, lingering kiss before returning to their respective offices. The rest of the day was a blur of emails and meetings, their secret tryst playing on repeat in their minds.

It was only when they were alone again, much later in the evening, that they could truly revel in the afterglow. They sat in the dimly lit office, their feet on the desks, sipping the whiskey they’d stolen from the CEO’s stash.

“You know,” Lynne mused, swirling the amber liquid in her glass, “I never knew work could be this much fun.”

Gary’s eyes roamed over her body, his cock already stirring again at the thought of her naked. “Neither did I,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “But now that we’ve started, I don’t think we can ever stop.”

The air grew heavy with lust once more, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. They set their drinks aside, their eyes never leaving each other’s. “I want you,” Lynne murmured, standing and walking over to him.

He didn’t need to be told twice. He stood, his cock already hard again at the sight of her. They kissed, their tongues tangling as their hands roamed each other’s bodies.

Her hands found his belt, and she deftly unbuckled it. She dropped to her knees, her mouth watering at the sight of his cock springing free. She took him in her mouth, her eyes never leaving his. He groaned, his hand tangling in her hair as she worked him over with her tongue and teeth.

But it was the sight of her toes peeking out from her sensible office shoes that sent him over the edge. He pulled back, his breathing ragged. “Take off your shoes,” he demanded.

With a knowing smile, Lynne did as she was told. She peeled off her shoes and socks, her toes wiggling in the open air. Gary stepped closer, his eyes locked on her feet. He knelt before her, his mouth watering as he kissed her toes, one by one.

Lynne’s moans grew louder, her hips bucking as he took her big toe in his mouth again, sucking and nibbling. Her legs were spread wide, her pussy glistening with need. He knew he couldn’t ignore it for much longer.

With a wicked grin, he stood, pulling her to her feet. He bent her over the desk again, her toes barely touching the floor. He stepped back, admiring the view before him. “You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice full of awe.

“Take me,” Lynne begged, her voice a desperate whine. “I need you.”

Gary didn’t need any more encouragement. He positioned himself and thrust into her, her pussy tight around his cock. She screamed, the sound echoing through the empty office. He didn’t care if anyone heard them now. All that mattered was her pleasure.

He pounded into her, her moans driving him wild. He watched in the mirror on the wall as his cock disappeared into her, the sight making him even harder. He reached around, his hand finding her clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusts.

Her body began to tremble, her orgasm building. “I’m going to cum,” she panted. “Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop.”

Gary didn’t stop. He fucked her harder, his hand moving faster. And then she was there, her body shaking with the force of her climax. He followed her over the edge, his cum spurting into her, filling her up.

They collapsed onto the floor, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. “We’re going to have to find more secret places,” Lynne gasped, her eyes shining with excitement.

Gary grinned, already feeling the thrill of the chase. “I have a few ideas,” he said, his voice a low purr. “But for now, we should get you cleaned up before someone comes looking for you.”

They straightened their clothes, their hearts still racing. As they walked out of the office, hand in hand, they couldn’t help but feel like the world was their playground. They had found a connection that went beyond their professional roles, a secret that bound them together in a way that nothing else could.

The weeks turned into months, and their secret affair grew more intense with each stolen moment. They discovered hidden nooks and crannies all over the office building, each one more risky and exciting than the last. The thrill of possibly being caught only added to their desire for each other.

One rainy afternoon, Lynne called Gary into a rarely used storage room under the guise of needing help with a heavy box. As soon as the door clicked shut, she turned to him, her eyes dark with passion. “Fuck me here,” she ordered, her voice low and demanding.

Gary didn’t hesitate. He pushed her up against the wall, his mouth crushing hers in a desperate kiss. Her skirt was hiked up, and he could feel the heat of her pussy through her drenched panties. He slid a finger under the fabric, finding her wet and ready.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, and she ground against him, her teeth sinking into his bottom lip. He groaned, the pain only adding to his pleasure. He pushed aside her underwear and thrust into her, her wetness making it easy.

Their bodies moved together, their kisses growing more frantic with every stroke. Lynne’s nails dug into his back, leaving little half-moons in his skin. He could feel her tightening around him, her orgasm building with each thrust.

He kissed down her neck, his teeth grazing her collarbone. He felt her shiver, and he knew she was close. “Cum for me,” he murmured, his voice a dark promise.

With a scream that was muffled by his mouth, she did, her body convulsing with pleasure. He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing deep inside her. They held onto each other, their hearts racing in time with the rain outside.

But even as they came down from their high, they knew it couldn’t last. The risk of discovery grew with each passing day, and the tension was both thrilling and terrifying. They had to be more careful, had to be smarter.

Yet, the allure of their secret games was too much to resist. They continued to sneak away, to find new ways to push the boundaries of their desires. And each time, the orgasms grew more intense, their need for each other more insatiable.

Their secret had become an addiction, a drug that they couldn’t live without. And as they kissed in the shadows, their bodies tangled together, they knew that nothing would ever come between them. Not work, not societal norms, and certainly not the fear of getting caught.

Their love was a wildfire, burning bright and uncontrollable. And as they stepped out of the storage room, the rain still pounding against the windows, they were both ready to let it consume them completely.

Gary’s hand found its way to Lynne’s ass, squeezing and kneading as they made their way down the deserted hallway. She giggled, trying to keep their escapade a secret from their coworkers. They ducked into the janitor’s closet, the scent of cleaning supplies mixing with the sweet scent of their desire.

Without a word, Lynne dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving his. She unzipped his pants, her hand wrapping around his cock. It was still hard, still eager for more. She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip before taking him in deeper.

Gary’s eyes rolled back in his head, his body trembling with pleasure. He watched as her cheeks hollowed, her eyes fluttering closed. She took him deep, her throat tightening around him with each bob of her head. He could feel his climax building, his balls tightening with every second.

But he didn’t want it to end. He pulled out, gently pushing her to her feet. “You’re so fucking good at that,” he murmured, his voice a low growl.

Lynne’s cheeks flushed with arousal, her lipstick smudged from their earlier kisses. “Thank you,” she murmured, her voice a seductive purr. “But I’m not done with you yet.”

They stumbled out of the janitor’s closet, their breaths mingling as they searched for their next escape. They found it in the abandoned break room, the lights flickering overhead. The air was thick with anticipation, their bodies alive with it.

He pushed her down onto the sticky vinyl chair, her skirt riding up to expose her wet pussy. He spread her legs wide, his eyes feasting on the sight before him. “I want to taste you,” he said, his voice hoarse.

Without waiting for a response, he dove between her thighs, his tongue lapping at her juices. Lynne’s back arched, her head thrown back in ecstasy. He ate her out with a fervor that left her panting, his tongue sliding over her clit in slow, deliberate strokes.

Her moans grew louder, and he knew she was close. He reached up, his hand cupping her breast, his thumb flicking her nipple. She was so sensitive, so ready for him. He felt her tension peak, her body tensing as she rode the wave of her climax.

He didn’t stop, his tongue and fingers working in tandem. She bucked against his mouth, her cries of pleasure bouncing off the empty walls. And then she was there, her body spasming as she came, her juices coating his face.

They sat there, panting, the silence of the office a stark contrast to the passion that had just filled the room. But they weren’t done yet. They couldn’t get enough of each other, their desires insatiable.

Lynne climbed onto the table, her legs spread wide. “Take me,” she said, her voice a breathless plea. “Make me scream.”

Gary didn’t need to be told twice. He stepped closer, his cock pressing against her wetness. He slammed into her, her cries of pleasure echoing through the small space. Her pussy was so tight, her walls clenching around him with every thrust.

He watched in the mirror across the room, his reflection a blur of passion. He could see her face, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy, her mouth open in a silent scream. The sight only made him harder, his strokes growing faster and more erratic.

Lynne’s nails scraped against the tabletop, her hips moving in time with his. “Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice a desperate moan. “Harder, deeper.”

He gave her what she wanted, his cock driving into her with a force that left them both breathless. They moved together, their bodies a tangle of limbs and passion. The table rocked with their movements, the sound muffled by their cries of pleasure.

And then it was there, the moment of no return. With one final, powerful thrust, they both came, their bodies shaking with the force of their climax. They clung to each other, their breaths mingling as they rode out the waves of pleasure that crashed over them.

Gary pulled out, his cock still twitching, and helped Lynne off the table. They leaned into each other, their foreheads touching, their hearts racing. “We can’t keep doing this,” Lynne murmured, though her eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Why not?” Gary asked, his voice a low rumble. “It’s the best part of the day.”

Lynne giggled, her cheeks still flushed. “Because we’re going to get caught,” she said, her voice still shaky from her orgasm. “And then what?”

Gary kissed her, his tongue sliding into her mouth. “Then we deal with it,” he murmured against her lips. “But until then, we have this.”

They straightened their clothes, their movements slow and lazy. They knew they had to go back to their desks, to the mundane tasks that waited for them. But for now, they had this secret, this passion that burned between them.

As they stepped out of the break room, they couldn’t help but feel invincible. They had conquered the office, claimed it as their own personal playground. They walked back to their offices, their hips swaying in time with each other’s steps.

The rest of the day passed in a blur of shared glances and secret smiles. They knew what awaited them when the clock finally ticked over to five. Another night of passion, of exploring each other’s bodies in every way possible.

And when the final bell rang, signaling the end of the workday, they didn’t waste a second. They practically sprinted to Lynne’s office, their desire for each other an all-consuming fire.

This time, they didn’t bother with subtlety. They locked the door and tore at each other’s clothes, their kisses bruising and desperate. They fell onto the couch, their bodies entwined, their hearts racing.

Lynne straddled him, her B-cup tits bouncing as she rode him. She took his cock in her hand, guiding it to her entrance. “I want it all,” she whispered, her eyes never leaving his.

Gary thrust up, filling her completely. They moved together, their rhythm punctuated by their gasps and moans. The room was filled with the sound of their passion, the thump of the headboard against the wall.

Her nails raked down his chest, leaving red trails in their wake. He grabbed her hips, pulling her down harder, his cock driving into her with every movement. She was so wet, so ready, and he couldn’t get enough.

He watched as she threw her head back, her hair cascading around her shoulders. Her mouth was open in a silent scream, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, her body preparing for the inevitable.

With one final, deep thrust, Lynne came, her body convulsing around him. The sensation was too much, and he followed her over the edge, his seed spurting into her.

They collapsed together, their bodies sticky with sweat and desire. They lay there, panting, their hearts pounding in time with each other’s. “I think we’re going to need a new secret place,” Lynne murmured, her voice lazy.

Gary chuckled, his arms tight around her. “We’ll find one,” he assured her. “We always do.”

And so, the game continued, their secret affair a thrilling dance of desire and passion. Each new location brought with it a fresh set of challenges, a new set of risks. But they were addicted to the thrill, the excitement of knowing they could be caught at any moment.

Their love was a wild beast, untamed and uncontrollable. And as they lay together in the aftermath of another stolen moment, they both knew that there was no going back. They were bound by this secret, by the fire that burned between them.

They kissed, their tongues tangling in a dance of lust. “We’ll find somewhere new,” Lynne whispered, her voice a promise. “And it’ll be even better.”

Gary nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I know,” he said, his voice filled with a newfound urgency. “We’re going to have to find somewhere else to continue this.”

Lynne’s eyes widened as she felt a thrill run through her. “Somewhere nobody would ever think to look,” she murmured.

Gary’s hand stroked her cheek, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip. “How about our new home?” he asked, his voice dropping to a whisper. “If you’ll marry me.”

Lynne’s breath caught in her throat. She had never expected him to say that, not here, not like this. But as she looked into his eyes, she knew it was what she wanted. She felt a warmth spread through her, a love that was more than just the passion of their secret encounters.

“I do,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

They kissed again, their bodies melding together. The thought of a future without the need for sneaking around was intoxicating. They could explore their desires in the open, without fear of repercussion.

Four months later, they were married in a small, intimate ceremony. The office was abuzz with whispers and congratulations, none of their colleagues aware of the scandalous beginnings of their relationship. Lynne had moved out of the management position, and Gary had been transferred to a new department. It was a fresh start for both of them, a chance to build a life together without the shadow of their illicit affair hanging over their heads.

Their first night in their new home was everything they had dreamed of. They didn’t have to rush, didn’t have to worry about someone walking in on them. They could take their time, explore every inch of each other’s bodies in the soft glow of candlelight.

They lay on the bed, their limbs tangled together. Lynne traced her finger along the length of his cock, watching as it grew hard against her touch. “We can finally do this without hiding,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Gary leaned in, capturing her mouth in a deep, lingering kiss. “And we will,” he promised, his voice a low growl. “Every single day.”

They made love slowly, savoring every moment. The passion was still there, the desire that had brought them together in that supply closet all those months ago. But now it was tempered with something more, something deeper. It was love, pure and unfiltered, that guided their movements, that made their hearts race.

When they finally collapsed together, their bodies spent, they knew that this was just the beginning. They had a lifetime of secret places to discover, a lifetime of passion to explore. And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, they knew that their love would only grow stronger with each passing day.

The weeks that followed their wedding were filled with more stolen moments, their passion for each other never waning. They discovered that their home had just as many secret spots as the office had ever had, and they took full advantage of every single one.

Lynne would scream his name, her voice echoing off the walls of their closet. And each time, as he felt her body clench around his, as she came with a ferocity that left them both breathless, he knew that he had made the right choice.

Their love was no longer a secret, no longer something to be hidden away. It was a part of them, woven into the very fabric of their lives. And as they lay there, their hearts beating as one, they knew that no matter where their next secret place would be, it would always be filled with the same passion that had brought them to this moment.

It was a love that had been born in the shadows, but it had flourished in the light. And as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined in a tapestry of love and desire, they knew that there was nothing in the world they wouldn’t do for each other.

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