The office was quiet, the hum of the air conditioning the only sound breaking the silence. It was late, almost everyone had left for the day, but I lingered at my desk, pretending to finish some last-minute work. My heart pounded in my chest, anticipation building with each passing minute. I knew he was still here, somewhere in the building, and I had a plan.

I glanced at the clock on my computer screen—7:45 PM. Perfect. I stood up, stretching my arms above my head, and walked towards the break room. As I passed his office, I saw the light under the door and felt a thrill shoot through me. I knocked softly, just enough to be heard, and waited.

"Come in," he called out, his voice low and gravelly.

I pushed the door open and stepped inside, closing it behind me. He looked up from his desk, surprise flickering across his face before it was replaced by something more knowing.

"Hey," he said, leaning back in his chair. "What are you still doing here?"

"Just finishing up some things," I replied, walking closer to him. "You?"

He shrugged. "Same. You know how it is."

I nodded, standing right in front of his desk now. Our eyes locked, and there was an unspoken understanding between us. I could see the desire in his gaze, the way his pupils dilated slightly as he took me in.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course," he said, sitting forward, his elbows resting on the desk.

"Do you ever... think about it?" I asked, my cheeks flushing as I spoke.

His brow furrowed. "Think about what?"

"You know... what we talked about," I said, my eyes dropping to his lap.

A slow smile spread across his face. "Oh, I think about it all the time," he admitted, his voice thick with lust. "But I didn't think you were serious."

I bit my lip, feeling a surge of excitement. "I am."

He stood up then, rounding the desk to stand in front of me. His hands reached out, cupping my face gently. "Are you sure?" he asked, his thumbs brushing against my cheeks. "Because I haven't cum inside a woman since I married my wife for 5 years, if you're offering your body, I can't turn back... This is a serious arrangement."

"Yes, I'm sure," I breathed, my body trembling with anticipation.

He leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from mine. "I want to fill your little pussy with my seed," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. "Let me breed you."

My knees nearly buckled at his words, the intensity of his desire sending a shiver down my spine. I nodded, unable to speak, my mind consumed by the fantasy we were about to fulfill.

He kissed me then, his lips pressing firmly against mine. The kiss was hungry, desperate, as if he couldn't get enough of me. His tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring every inch, and I moaned into his mouth, my hands reaching up to grip his shoulders.

He pulled away, his eyes dark with need. "Take off your clothes," he commanded, his voice rough.

I obeyed without hesitation, unbuttoning my blouse and letting it fall to the floor. Next came my skirt, which I kicked aside, leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties. He watched me with rapt attention, his gaze burning into me.

"Beautiful," he murmured, his hands reaching out to trace the outline of my bra. "So fucking beautiful."

I shivered under his touch, my nipples hardening instantly. He undid the clasp of my bra, letting it fall away, and then his hands were on my breasts, squeezing them roughly. I gasped, arching into his touch, my head falling back.

"Look at me," he ordered, and I obeyed, meeting his gaze once more. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you to fuck me," I panted, my voice shaking with desire. "I want you to breed me."

His eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he quickly stripped off his own clothes, revealing his hard, muscular body. His cock stood erect, throbbing with need, and I swallowed hard, my mouth going dry.

He grabbed my hips, spinning me around so that I was facing his desk. "Bend over," he growled, and I did, bracing myself on the edge of the desk.

He positioned himself behind me, his hands gripping my waist tightly. "Spread your legs," he commanded, and I complied, opening myself up to him.

He ran one hand down my back, over my ass, and then between my legs. His fingers found my wetness, sliding easily inside me. I groaned, pushing back against his hand, needing more.

"So wet for me," he muttered, his voice filled with awe. "You're ready for my seed, aren't you?"

"Yes," I whimpered, my body trembling with anticipation. "Please, I need it."

He withdrew his fingers, positioning his cock at my entrance. "Here it comes," he warned, and then he thrust inside me, filling me completely.

I cried out, my body clenching around him as he buried himself deep. He held perfectly still for a moment, letting me adjust to his size, and then he began to move, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in with force.

"Fuck," he groaned, his hips snapping against mine. "You feel so good, so tight."

I moaned, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as he pounded into me. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body, and I could feel my orgasm building, threatening to overtake me.

"That's it," he encouraged, his voice strained with effort. "Take it, take my cock."

"Yes," I gasped, my body rocking with each thrust. "Harder, please."

He obliged, driving into me with even more force, his balls slapping against my clit with each movement. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, his release imminent.

"I'm close," he warned, his voice ragged. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you to cum inside me," I begged, my voice breaking. "Fill me with your seed, let me feel it."

"Oh God," he groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic. "I'm gonna breed you, gonna fill your little pussy with my cum."

With one final, powerful thrust, he came, his cock pulsing inside me as he spilled his seed deep within. I cried out, my own orgasm crashing over me as I felt him filling me, his warmth spreading inside me.