A single oak leaf, the briefest sign that the summer was drawing to a close, ended its fluttering descent on the pages of Lucy's open book. Despite the month, the temperature was still far too hot for a lady of privilege to be out in the heat and so she had taken shelter, as she was known to do, beneath the large oak tree on the far side of her father's plantation. She exhaled slowly through her nose and raised a small ha...

Her chest heaved as she gasped in great lungfuls of air. The sweat beading on her cleavage belied the exertion she was being put through and she looked at me with longing in her eyes in the brief respite. Alison lay on her back on my desk. Her shirt was open and her bra pushed up, revealing two impeccably round and firm orbs topped with perfect pink nipples. Her jacket was hanging loosely off the edge of my desk, removed...

I tilted my head to one side to get a better look at Alison's ass as she stooped to refill the printer in the center of the office. The door of my office framed the image perfectly.One of the main reasons I chose this office when joining the company was due to the great view of both the printer station and the water cooler I had from behind my desk when the door was open. I reclined further into my chair and let my eyes l...

Thirty seconds was all they had. For her it was all it took. Her mind was a whirl of alcohol and euphoria; the infectious intoxication of the evening's events to that point swirled in her consciousness to create a maelstrom of desire and unadulterated longing for the man who held her now. They had a history but that didn't matter. What mattered was the sense of urgency with which his body met hers, the longing gasps of hi...