NYC: The Office

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I used to go out with an accountant who worked in midtown. One day, we made reservations at a restaurant downtown for 8PM. I put on my nicest suit & went to pick her up at her office.
Her office was on the 20th floor with a great view of Madison Square Park. She had a wide oak wood desk & a nice black executive leather chair. There was a table against the window with her fax/printer machine & tons of papers on both the table & the desk. It looked like it was definitely tax season.
"Sorry for the mess. It's tax season", she said. I kinda figured that out, me being a nerdy brainiac & all. "Do you still want to go out to eat?" I asked. "We can order in. How many people are still on the floor?" "We're it except for the cleaning crew", she answered quickly. "I'll be done in a little while. Then, we'll go, ok?". "Sure", I said.
I spent a few minutes looking out the window at her view. You could see both the park & the Empire State Building. It was on 23rd St, about a block away from the famous Flatiron Building, & was in the middle of some of the best shopping & restaurants in the city.
"You look sexy", she said, her voice breaking my concentration. "Thanks", I replied. I had on my nice Armani suit with a white shirt & black leather shoes, a Ferrari leather watch, & a silver bracelet. I wanted to make sure I looked good that night since we were going to a really nice restaurant. I was glad she noticed. I don't dress up often, since my job requires me to be in a t shirt & jeans most of the time. However, when I do dress up, it's to kill.
I then started to admire her as she worked. She looked so sexy; her thin frame working away behind her desk; a slave to her computer, papers, & numbers. The cleaning crew was finishing up at that point. They finished taking care of the garbage, said goodnight, & locked the door behind them, moving on to the next floor.
I smiled as I watched her. "What are you staring at?", she inquired. "You", I said. "You look so beautiful behind that desk". "Behave", she said. "I'm almost done". "How much more?". "Not much. Another couple of minutes". "OK".
I continued alternating my eyes between the window view & her beautiful body, as my cock started stirring. She did look sooooo beautiful. I couldn't help myself. I needed to have her. I slowly walked over behind her chair & began massaging her shoulders. "What are you doing?", she half cooed. "I can't concentrate on my work if you do that". "That's the general idea", I said, continuing my massage. She put down her pen & started moaning, her head tilting back & forth.
I started kissing the top of her head until I reached the back of her neck; then, I started slowly nibbling on it. As I feasted on her neck, my hands undid her blouse until they reached the top of her skirt. It was at that point than seduction became passion.
She spun the chair around, facing me. She undid my belt & pulled down my pants. My cock was more than ready for her mouth. She engulfed it, spitting on it first, getting it sloppy & wet. She gave a very sloppy blow job, just the way I like it. She alternated between working the head quickly & licking my balls while stroking the shaft. After what seemed like forever, I filled her mouth with my cum. She swallowed every ounce.
I lifted her up by her armpits, kissed her, then put her onto her desk facing me. Now sitting in her chair, I grabbed her hips & dragged them towards me. I reached under her skirt & pulled off her thong. Spreading her legs, I put them over my shoulders as my tongue dove into her sweet pussy. She squirmed with every touch. Every lick was ecstasy for her. Her moans got louder & louder as I upped the ante & put two fingers into her while my lips concentrated on sucking on her clit. She grabbed my head & pulled it deep towards her pussy, rubbing her pussy against my face as she came wildly, her juices dripping down my chin. "Fuck me hard", she said. "I want you inside me now".
I got up & slid myself inside of her. I opted not to go slow. I rammed her, her legs wrapped around my waist, her hips bucking wildly. Papers went everywhere. The phone, laptop, & pencil cup victims of our passion play. She was the beast that night & needed it badly; so badly that she took over.
Her arms grabbed my shoulders suddenly as she pulled herself up towards me. In one movement, she flipped the switch & pushed me back so that I landed in the chair. Then, she got on top of my lap & slid me into her steaming wet pussy. She started grinding on it; first slowly, then faster & faster. After a while, she started friding me wildly, her screams getting louder; her talk much dirtier. Suddenly she seized up & bucked wildly as she orgasmed. Seeing how passionately she came made me cum for the second time. She collapsed into my arms; my cock still inside her.
We never made it to the restaurant that night. We ordered Chinese & proceeded to fuck in every part of her office. On top of the fax table next to the window with the view, in her conference room, even on her boss's desk (she blamed that mess on the cleaning crew). Then, we wrode the elevator up & down while fucking inside it. She said that was the first time she had sex in her office & that's why she was so extra horny. I'm not sure I believed her but I didn't care at that point if it wasn't the first time that day, let alone ever. I guess she needed the release that night. I'm glad I was the one she released with.