I arrived at work extra early to set up for the day. Monday mornings were always a drag, but the one thing that made it bearable was our playful back-and-forth banter. Lately, things had been getting more intense between us, with subtle teasing and flirty remarks. Something neither of us were against.

As you walked in after me, you playfully bumped into me and winked. "Morning cowboy," you said with a sly smile. I couldn't help but grin before our boss interrupted us, calling us into his office. My heart dropped, thinking we were in trouble for all the dirty jokes we made. But to our surprise, he told us he was giving us a major project to lead together.

We immediately got to work when we returned to our desks. You came over to discuss the project with me, sitting on my desk next to my laptop. Your dress lifted slightly, revealing your soft thighs.

my eyes couldn't help but linger on your petite frame. I couldn't deny that you were my type.

The rest of the week flew by as we worked tirelessly on the project. By Thursday, it became clear that we wouldn't meet the deadline unless we worked overtime. As the office emptied out and grew quiet, it was just you and me left. The only sounds were the AC humming and our typing on the keyboards.

We decided to take a break and order some pizza, which we ate while chatting and joking around. As we finished the last slice of pizza, I crumpled up a napkin and playfully tossed it at you. "Hey, watch it!" you giggled, throwing it back. Our laughter echoed through the empty office.

"You know," I said, leaning back in my chair, "I think we make a pretty good team."

"Oh yeah?" you raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in your eye. "Is that why you keep staring at my legs instead of the computer screen?"

I felt my cheeks flush, caught red-handed. "I, uh... I was just admiring your... ergonomic sitting posture," I stammered.

You let out a throaty laugh. "Right, because crossing and uncrossing my legs is so ergonomic." You stood up slowly, smoothing down your dress. "Maybe I should give you a closer look," you purred, sauntering over to my desk. My breath caught in my throat as you perched on the edge, your leg brushing against mine. The air between us crackled with electricity.

"I've seen the way you look at me," you murmured, leaning in close. Your perfume was intoxicating. "Don't think I haven't noticed."

My heart raced as I gazed into your eyes. "And how do you feel about that?" I asked, my voice husky with desire.

You bit your lip, a coy smile playing at the corners of your mouth. "Why don't you find out?"

That was all the invitation I needed. I stood up, closing the distance between us. My hands found your waist as I pulled you against me, our lips crashing together in a passionate kiss. You wrapped your arms around my neck, fingers tangling in my hair as you kissed me back with equal fervor. The tension that had been building between us for months finally exploded.

I lifted you onto my desk, scattering papers to the floor. You wrapped your legs around my waist, pulling me closer as our kisses grew more heated. My hands roamed your body, caressing your curves through the thin fabric of your dress. You moaned softly into my mouth, igniting my desire even further.

"We shouldn't be doing this," I murmured against your lips, even as my hands slid up your thighs.

"Probably not," you agreed breathlessly. "But I don't want to stop."

"Me neither," I admitted, trailing kisses down your neck.

You arched into me, fumbling with the buttons of my shirt. I helped you slide it off my shoulders before reaching behind you to unzip your dress. It fell away, revealing your lacy black bra and matching panties. I took a moment to drink in the sight of you, my eyes roaming over your perfect petite body.

"Like what you see?" you teased, running your fingers down my chest.

"God, yes," I breathed, capturing your lips in another searing kiss.

My hands explored your soft skin as our tongues danced together. I unclasped your bra, tossing it aside and cupping your breasts. You gasped as I circled your nipples with my thumbs, arching into my touch.

I trailed kisses down your neck and chest, taking a nipple into my mouth. You moaned, fingers tangling in my hair as I swirled my tongue around the sensitive bud. My hand slid between your thighs, stroking you through the damp fabric of your panties.

You whimpered with need, grinding against my hand. "Please," you begged breathlessly. "I need you."

I slipped your panties off, tossing them aside. My fingers teased your slick folds before slowly sliding inside you. You gasped, throwing your head back in pleasure as I curled my fingers, stroking that sensitive spot inside you.

"Oh god," you moaned, rocking your hips to meet my thrusts. "Don't stop."

I captured your lips in a searing kiss as I continued to pleasure you, swallowing your moans. My thumb circled your clit, building the tension higher and higher. I could feel you getting close, your inner walls fluttering around my fingers.

"Come for me," I murmured against your neck, increasing the pressure and speed of my movements.

With a cry of ecstasy, you shattered around me, your body trembling with waves of pleasure. I held you close as you rode out your orgasm, peppering soft kisses along your neck and collarbone. I Whispered “That’s a good girl”

As your breathing steadied, you gazed up at me with hooded eyes. "That was incredible," you purred, pulling me in for a languid kiss. Your hands trailed down my chest to the bulge in my pants. "But I think it's your turn now."

With nimble fingers, you unfastened my belt and zipper, freeing my straining erection. I groaned as you wrapped your hand around me, stroking slowly.

"I want you inside me," you whispered, your voice husky with desire.

I didn't need to be told twice. Positioning myself at your entrance, I slowly pushed inside, savoring the feeling of your tight heat enveloping me. We both moaned as I filled you completely, pausing for a moment to let you adjust.

"Oh god, you feel amazing," I breathed, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.

You wrapped your legs around my waist, pulling me deeper. "Move," you pleaded breathlessly.

I started to thrust, slowly at first, relishing every sensation. Your nails raked down my back as I picked up the pace, driving into you harder and faster. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the empty office, mingling with our moans and gasps of pleasure.

I gripped your hips, angling them slightly to hit that perfect spot inside you. Your back arched off the desk as you cried out in ecstasy. I could feel you tightening around me, getting close to the edge once again.

"Yes, right there!" you moaned, meeting my thrusts with equal fervor. "Fuuck Don't stop!"

I was getting close too, the pressure building with each stroke. I slid a hand between us, circling your clit with my thumb. Your walls clenched around me as you climaxed, waves of pleasure washing over you. The feeling of you pulsing around me pushed me over the edge. With a guttural groan, I emptied a big warm load of cum deep inside you, our bodies shuddering together in release.

We clung to each other as we came down from our high, exchanging soft kisses and gentle caresses. Gradually, our breathing slowed and our heartbeats steadied. I gently pulled out of you, both of us gasping softly at the loss of contact. You sat up on the desk, wrapping your arms around my neck and pulling me close for a tender kiss.

"That was..." you trailed off, searching for the right word.

"Incredible," I finished, resting my forehead against yours.

You giggled softly. "I was going to say 'unexpected', but incredible works too."

I chuckled, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "I've wanted to do that for so long," I admitted.

"Me too," you confessed, biting your lip. "Though I didn't exactly picture it happening on your desk at work."

We both laughed, the absurdity of the situation hitting us. Here we were, half-naked in our office realizing our relationship will never be the same again..