CFNM amateur office domina in teasing cock of her colleague
The office was buzzing with activity, as it always did on a Tuesday morning. Phones rang, papers shuffled, and the hum of chatter filled the air. Amidst the hustle and bustle, a curvy brunette sauntered out of her cubicle, a mischievous glint in her eye. Her name was Mandy, and she was known throughout the company for her bold personality and adventurous spirit.
Mandy had always been curious about the male anatomy, and today, she decided to indulge her curiosity. She sashayed over to Tim’s cubicle, her hips swaying seductively. Tim, a lanky 25-year-old, looked up from his computer screen, his face turning beet red as Mandy approached.
“Hi there, Tim,” Mandy purred, leaning against his desk and crossing her arms beneath her ample bosom. “I couldn’t help but notice you staring at me earlier. Is there something you’d like to see?”
Tim stammered, trying to regain his composure. “N-no, Mandy. I was just… focusing on my work.”
Mandy smirked, placing a manicured hand on Tim’s shoulder. “Oh, come on now. There’s no need to be shy.” She leaned in closer, her cleavage threatening to spill out of her low-cut blouse. “I’m an open-minded woman. If you want to see more…all you have to do is ask.”
Tim gulped, his pulse quickening as he glanced around the office. No one seemed to be paying them any attention. “I-I don’t know, Mandy. We shouldn’t be doing this here…”
Mandy chuckled, letting her fingers trail down Tim’s chest. “Don’t worry, sweetie. I promise I’ll be gentle.” She winked, her hand inching lower. “Unless, of course, you’d like me to be rough.”
Tim’s breath caught in his throat as Mandy’s fingers rubbed against the growing bulge in his pants. He’d never had a woman talk to him this way before, and he found himself growing more excited with each passing second.
Mandy grinned, sensing Tim’s arousal. “My my, what have we here?” She grasped his hardening cock through his pants, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Looks like someone’s happy to see me.”
Tim groaned, his hips thrusting forward involuntarily. “Mandy, please… we can’t…”
Mandy cut him off with a kiss, her tongue delving into his mouth as her hands worked to unzip his pants. She broke away, panting slightly. “Shh, just relax and let me take care of you.”
With a swift tug, Mandy yanked Tim’s pants and boxers down to his ankles. His cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Mandy licked her lips, admiring the impressive sight. “My, my… you’re quite the stud, aren’t you?”
She wrapped her hand around his shaft, stroking slowly as she knelt before him. Tim gripped the edge of his desk, his knuckles turning white as he fought to contain himself. Mandy looked up at him through smoky lashes. “Want me to suck it?”
