Typing the last word in her report, Brianna sighed and glanced at the clock on her desk. It was almost 9pm. She had been so absorbed in finishing her report she had not realized how late it had gotten. She pulled the pins out of her hair, and her thick, raven tresses cascaded down her back. It felt good to let her waist length hair down. Running her fingers through it, she pressed print on her report and headed down the hall to the printer room.
Standing there, waiting on her report to print, Brianna was listening to music with her headphones, and started to sway her hips in time with the song she was listening to. It was slow, sultry, and made her feel sexy. She was so absorbed in the song, she didn't feel him walk up behind her.
Kurt stood there, and watching his coworker dance in front of the printer. Her waist length hair swaying with every movement. His hand itched to wrap up in it, and pull her against him. She had been toying with him for months. He was starting to dream about being inside her, hearing her moan as he entered her soaking wet pussy, her screaming in ecstasy as she soaked his cock in her juices. He was getting hard just thinking about it. His 6'3", 220lb frame, filled up the little room their office printer was in, and she was swaying closer and closer to him. Her ass, at her 5'4" height, was the perfect height to land against his growing cock so he stood still, waiting to see what her reaction would be.
Brianna was still dancing around when she bumped into him. Without turning around, she knew who it was by the smell. His cologne filled her senses, and instantly felt the wetness start to pool between her legs. She had been flirting with Kurt since he started months ago, hoping he would take the hint. He was built like a Scottish highlander and had the passion and attitude that was common in the Italian men in her family. Slowly turning around, Brianna was met with a vision that would have made any woman melt.
Working late, Kurt had unbuttoned half the buttons on his dress shirt and had removed his tie showing a muscular chest that begged to be touched. His five o'clock shadow peppered his face in a sandy blonde salt and pepper. His steel blue eyes almost glowed with mischief. To Brianna, he was sexy and dangerous at the same time. She saw him glance down at her own shirt, and her mouth went dry and her breaths became labored. Thinking she was the only one at the office, she had unbuttoned her blouse completely exposing her breasts that were barely contained in a white lace bra.
Without saying a word, Kurt jerked her in tight to his body, wrapped his fingers into Brianna's thick hair, pulled her head back, and kissed her hard. His tongue pushing past her full lips, wanting to taste her completely. Moaning, Brianna wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him in closer to her; almost begging him to devour her.
Pushing her back against the wall, Kurt pinned Brianna's arms above her head, and slid his other hand up her thighs and under her knee length skirt. When he discovered that she wasn't wearing any panties he groaned and shoved two fingers deep inside her pussy causing Brianna to gasp. She was dripping wet as Kurt pumped his fingers in and out of her. In just a matter of moments, Brianna's pussy clenched around his fingers, and she screamed while cumming. Not giving her a moment to rest, Kurt kept finger fucking her until her body stiffened up and she came again. Pulling his fingers out of her now sopping wet slit, Kurt shoved them into Brianna's mouth, and she eagerly sucked and licked her own juices from his fingers. Moaning at the sweet and salty taste of herself.
