Stood up and strip

Her older body revealed all the sex appeal a mature woman had to offer. Your jaw nearly fell out. Her large slightly dipping breasts are enormous as her nipples became rock hard as she do whatever it takes to get this job.

"Now I'll tell you. I want this job desperately." She said as her mind turns. "What if I come in here every Friday, and help you get off, boss. Would that be a fair trade to work my last few years in this cozy job before my retirement. Huh. Jerk you off and help clear your head."

Her proposal hung in the air, thick with the scent of her arousal and the promise of an illicit office affair. You, the boss, couldn't believe your luck. Your eyes feasted on her voluptuous frame, the creases of her soft belly hinting at the countless times she had given herself over to pleasure, and the way her hips swayed as she moved closer, a silent siren's call that spoke of untold erotic adventures.

She leaned against your desk, her generous breasts pressing against the wood, the large circles and pebbled nipples begging for your touch. The way she looked at you, with a mix of confidence and hunger, made it clear she knew exactly what she was doing. The power dynamics shifted, and you felt your own desire swell in your pants.

You knew you could refuse, but the thought of her leaving the room without fulfilling her offer was unbearable. Fucking her cunt or her asshole was to hard to turn down.

You swallowed hard, your heart racing as you nodded in agreement. "Fridays it is," you murmured, your voice husky with lust. The deal was struck, and the anticipation of weekly rendezvous filled the room, the air crackling with the electricity of unbridled passion about to be unleashed.

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