The excuse

As Mary stood up, she could feel the wetness on her dress and the stickiness of his cum on her chin. Her heart raced, and her breathing was still labored. She looked up at Artur, who was trying to catch his breath and compose himself.

Mary's eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire. She knew that what they had done was wrong, but she couldn't help feeling a sense of exhilaration. She reached up and wiped the cum from her chin, licking her fingers and savoring the salty taste. She looked into Artur's eyes and saw the same desire reflected back at her.

"Your dress needs to be laundered. Take it off if you like," he said with obvious lust. She smirked at his easily-pierced subterfuge.

Mary hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that this was wrong, crossing the line between **** and master, but the desire that had overtaken her was too strong to ignore. She slowly removed her dress, revealing her naked body to Artur. Her skin was flushed, her nipples erect and hard, and her pussy wet and swollen.

Artur licked his lips, unable to tear his eyes away from her. Her beauty overwhelmed his propriety. He stood up, removed his boots and pants, and pulled his shirt over his head. Mary's eyes took in his fit naked body, her pussy twitching in response.

Without hesitation, Mary stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him, leaning up to kiss his full lips.

As their lips met, Artur groaned in satisfaction, his hands running down her back to cup her ass. Mary moaned as she felt his hard cock pressing against her belly. She reached down and grabbed his erection, stroking it gently as they kissed.

Artur's hands slid up to her breasts, cupping them gently, his fingers teasing her hard nipples. Mary moaned into his mouth, her body trembling with desire.

He broke the kiss, his breath coming raggedly. "Mary, I can't control myself around you. I need you."

Mary nodded, her eyes filled with passion. "I need you too, Artur."

He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her to the desk. He laid her down on the cold wooden surface, her legs spread wide.

He positioned himself between her legs, his cock ready to enter her. She caressed his length and pulled it toward her wet and swollen pussy. He fit the head inside her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He held her hips and thrust forward as she squeezed her legs to pull his body hard into her sex.

Mary gasped as he entered her fully, their bodies slamming together with a loud echo in the office. He pulled out almost all the way, then thrust forward again, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy with a satisfying slap. She moaned with each thrust, her hands clawing at his back as he fucked her hard.

Artur leaned over her, his hands gripping her hips as he plunged into her over and over again. He could feel her pussy getting wetter, tighter, and more responsive to his touch. Mary's moans grew louder, her body arching up to meet his thrusts.

He increased his pace, his balls slapping against her ass with each powerful thrust. He grunted and moaned, his cock sliding in and out of her hot, wet pussy. Mary's body writhed underneath him, her pulsing pussy clenching around his surging thickness. Her cries of ecstasy were muffled by his passionate kiss.

Artur thrust again and again, their bodies moving as one, lost in the passion that had taken over them. Their eyes locked, the intensity of their desire reflected in each other's gaze. Mary could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing with anticipation.

As her climax reached its peak, she screamed his name, her pussy clamping down on his cock in a vice-like grip. Artur grunted and thrust one final time, his cock pulsing deep inside her as he came. A wave of bliss washed over him as he filled her with his hot seed.

Their bodies trembled together, still locked in a passionate embrace. Neither of them wanted to break the connection that had formed between them. After a few moments, Artur slowly pulled out of Mary, their eyes never leaving each other's.

Artur's hands gently cupped her face, his thumb brushing away a tear. "We grew up together. You are special to me." His breath caressed her skin as he spoke.

"I've never given myself to a man before. Only had my body taken. I don't think I could have done this with another. Not like this." She panted hard, her lust rising, not quenched by his fluids.