You take charge of the situation

You do your best to smile under the lustful gaze of the fat older woman.

"I think I know what you want to see," you say as you run your hands over your tits.

"Yeah," Janice says. "Let me see them."

Your fingers find the buttons of your brown shirt and you begin to unfasten them slowly, your eyes on her. As each button reveals more of your ample cleavage she grows increasingly agitated.

"Yeah, yeah," she encourages you.

You undo the last button and dramatically pull open the shirt to display your big breasts and your black satin and lace bra. You discard the shirt on the floor of the office and reach both hands behind your back to unfasten the clasp of your bra. The motion thrusts your tits out even more. By the time you've got your bra unfastened Janice is crowding in against you, backing you against the wall.

"Do you want to suck them?" You ask and crush your bra between your upper arms.

"Yes," she salivates.

You pull away your bra, exposing your creamy white skin and the pink buds of your nipples. Janice falls upon them with wild lust, grabbing each breast hard with fat fingers and lowering her face to your tits. She licks all over your boobs, slobbering on them and sucking noisily on your nipples. She sucks huge amounts of your flesh into her mouth, completely covering your areolas and licking your nipples in her mouth.

As she worships your tits you try to ignore the unwashed smell of sweat wafting from the obese security woman. Personal hygiene is obviously not her strong suit, but she is doing a fine job of lubricating your pussy with her frantic sucking on your tits.

"Mmmmmm," you moan as she nibbles on you.

After another minute and no sign of stopping the squeezing and licking you finally gently but firmly push her away. She looks at you with disappointment, her eyes quickly returning to your spit-soaked tits.

"Now, now," you scold. "Don't you want to see more?"

She swallows and nods. You **** a smile again and saunter over to the vinyl bench seat. You sit down, but scoot to the very edge of the bench so your ass hangs off the uncomfortable bench. You reach down and begin to pull your mini-shorts and thong down at the same time. The pleated skirt comes with them. As you reveal your ass you put your legs together, practically aiming the juicy slit of your pussy at the fat woman. You toss away the garment and cover your sopping sex with one hand.

Janice looks to you for a cue.

"Well," you say, "what are you waiting for?"

You lift your hand and spread your legs wide enough to accommodate her immense size.

"Come on over and lick this tight little pussy," you instruct her.