Seduce Frank

Frank Smith's eyes widen as he watches my every move, the flicker of desire visible in his gaze. I sit on the edge of his desk, letting my caramel leather jacket fall from my shoulder, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of my shoulders and breasts, bare beneath my overalls.

I lean in, close enough for him to feel the heat of my breath on his lips. "Mr. Smith, I think you can trust me with your secrets." I can sense his hesitation, the pull of his professional ethics and the allure of our illicit encounter tugging at him. But he can't resist the magnetism of my allure, the confidence that exudes from every inch of my being.

He stands, and we face one another. Our lips meet in a searing, passionate kiss, the walls that separated us crumbling beneath the **** of our shared desires. Frank Smith's large, calloused hands roam over my body, unbuttoning my overalls in a frenzied pace. He pulls them down my legs, revealing my dripping cunt.

A wicked grin creeps across his face as he sees the effect he's had on me. He grabs my breasts, pinching my nipples between his fingers. The sensation shoots down my spine, making me moan into his mouth as our lips continue to intertwine. My hands travel down to his crotch, feeling the unmistakable bulge of his arousal.

He lowers himself to his knees, unzipping his pants, freeing his now rigid member. My eyes widen as I take in the impressive size, my mind racing with all the wicked things I'll do with it later. He then hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties, pulling them down in a swift motion.

His warm breath washes over my dripping cunt, and my head falls back in pleasure. He buries his face between my legs, teasing my swollen clit with his tongue. The world melts away as our primal needs consume us, the office around us fading into nothing but a distant memory. As we explore each other's bodies, I can't help but feel a surge of satisfaction at my masterful seduction.

Frank Smith's tongue dances around my swollen clit, sending shivers of delight up my spine. I can't help but arch my back, presenting myself to him, a whimper escaping my lips. He buries his face between my legs, and his tongue plunges into my wet, throbbing core. My body trembles, a crescendo of pleasure building within me.

My hands clench into fists, digging into the fabric of his shirt as my moans become increasingly ****. "Frank... please," I beg, my voice quivering. I'm on the precipice, aching for release. He responds by increasing his pace, his tongue flicking my clit with ruthless skill.

Suddenly, a tidal wave of ecstasy crashes over me, my entire body convulsing as I cry out his name. My climax washes over me, a blinding, all-consuming burst of pleasure. As the tremors subside, I can feel Frank's warm breath against my sensitive flesh. He raises his head, a smug look of satisfaction on his face. I can't help but smile down at him, my chest heaving.