A life with young couple

The Secret Office Affair Chapter two

I gazed at Lisa across the office, my heart racing as memories of the previous night's passion flooded my mind. It had been an intense evening, filled with raw desire and love as we made love, hoping to create a new life together. Now, in the light of day, I found myself craving her even more, my body still buzzing from the afterglow of our intimate encounter.

I sat at my desk, trying to focus on the quarterly reports, but my mind kept wandering back to Lisa. She was my high school sweetheart, the love of my life, and now my wife. We had been married for a year, and our relationship had only grown stronger. Lisa, with her captivating brown eyes and a body that drove me wild, was the perfect partner in crime for my adventurous spirit.

As my secretary, she entered my office, her steps graceful and confident. I watched as she approached, her hips swaying slightly beneath her pencil skirt, emphasizing her curves. The sight of her made my breath catch in my throat.

"Good morning, Mr. Johnson," she said, her voice soft and sultry. "I hope you're ready for another productive day."

I looked up at her, my eyes lingering on her face before trailing down to the V-neck of her blouse, which hinted at the swell of her breasts. I cleared my throat, trying to regain my composure.

"Good morning, Lisa. I'm definitely ready for whatever the day brings." I couldn't help but add a hint of innuendo to my words, a silent reminder of our shared secret.

She smiled, her lips curving playfully. "Oh, I'm sure you are, Mr. Johnson. But let's focus on work for now. I have the files you requested right here." She placed a stack of papers on my desk, her fingers brushing against mine, sending a jolt of electricity through my body.

I cleared my throat again, feeling my cock stir in my pants. "Thank you, Lisa. I appreciate your efficiency as always."

As she turned to leave, I stood up, my chair scraping against the floor. I couldn't let her go without a taste of what I knew we both wanted.

"Lisa, wait," I called out, taking a step towards her.

She turned, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Yes, Mr. Johnson?"

I closed the distance between us, my heart pounding in my chest. "I just wanted to remind you of something..." I whispered, leaning closer, my lips almost touching her ear. "Last night was incredible, and I can't stop thinking about it."

Lisa's breath quickened, and I could see a hint of pink staining her cheeks. "Me neither," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "But we should probably..."

I didn't let her finish. I cupped her face in my hands and pulled her towards me, claiming her lips in a fierce kiss. My tongue danced with hers, tasting the sweetness of her mouth as I deepened the kiss. My hands traveled down her body, grasping her hips and pulling her against me. I could feel her soft curves pressing into my hardness, igniting a fire in my loins.

Lisa moaned into my mouth, her hands gripping my shoulders, encouraging me to take control. I broke the kiss, leaving a trail of wet kisses down her neck, making her shiver. My fingers found the hem of her blouse and began to unbutton it slowly, revealing her creamy skin inch by inch.

"Oh, John..." she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed as I exposed her lace-covered breasts.

I took my time, savoring the moment as I gently cupped her full breasts, my thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples. Lisa arched into my touch, her head falling back, offering herself to me. I lowered my head and took a taut peak into my mouth, suckling and teasing it with my tongue.

"Please, John..." she pleaded, her hands tangling in my hair, urging me on.

I switched to her other breast, lavishing it with equal attention, while my hands explored her waist and the curve of her hips. My fingers dipped beneath the waistband of her skirt, seeking the warmth between her thighs. Lisa's breath hitched as I found her wetness, her body already preparing for what was to come.

"You're so wet, baby," I growled against her skin, my fingers sliding easily through her slick folds. "Do you want me to touch you here?"

"Yes... please," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need.

I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tight channel clench around me. With slow, deliberate movements, I began to thrust, my thumb finding her clit and circling it in rhythm with my fingers. Lisa's moans filled the office, a delicious contrast to the otherwise professional environment.

"Oh god, John... I'm close," she panted, her legs trembling.

I quickened my pace, determined to bring her to the edge. "Cum for me, Lisa. Let go."

Her back arched, and she cried out my name as her orgasm claimed her, her body shaking in my arms. I held her through the waves of pleasure, my own desire raging within me.

Pulling out my fingers, I lifted her onto the desk, the stack of papers scattering to the floor. Lisa's eyes were glazed with post-orgasmic bliss as I ripped open my belt and unzipped my pants, freeing my aching cock.

"I need to be inside you, Lisa," I growled, positioning myself at her entrance.

She nodded eagerly, her hands reaching down to guide me in. I thrust forward, filling her in one smooth motion, our bodies fitting together perfectly. Lisa wrapped her legs around my waist, urging me deeper.

I began to move, my hips pounding into hers, the desk creaking beneath us. Our eyes locked, and I saw the love and desire reflected in her gaze. I wanted to make this moment last, to savor the connection between us.

"You feel so good, baby," I grunted, my hands gripping her thighs. "So fucking tight around my cock."

Lisa's nails dug into my shoulders, leaving marks on my skin as she met my thrusts with her own urgent movements. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, a primal rhythm driving us both towards the edge.

"I love you, John," she panted, her eyes burning into mine.

"I love you too, Lisa," I replied, my voice hoarse with emotion. "Always and forever."

Our words seemed to fuel our passion, and we fucked with abandon, our bodies moving as one. I felt my orgasm building, an intense pressure coiling in my balls.

"I'm gonna cum, Lisa," I groaned, my breath coming in short gasps.

"Yes, cum for me... fill me up," she urged, her pussy milking my cock.

I thrust harder, faster, until I exploded inside her, my cock pulsating as I spilled my seed deep within her warmth. Lisa cried out, her own release washing over her, her pussy gripping me in rhythmic pulses.

We clung to each other, our hearts racing, as we came down from the pinnacle of pleasure. I kissed her softly, tasting the salt of our exertion, and held her close, reveling in the intimacy of our bond.

"That was incredible," Lisa whispered, her fingers tracing patterns on my back.

"It was," I agreed, my voice rough with satisfaction. "And it's only the beginning, my love. We have a lifetime of these moments to look forward to."

As I pulled out of her, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and excitement for the future. We had just made love in my office, and it was a testament to our unbreakable connection.

I helped Lisa straighten her clothes, our fingers lingering as we adjusted each other's attire. We shared a knowing smile, our secret hidden beneath the professional facade we presented to the world.

"Back to work, Mr. Johnson?" Lisa asked, her tone playful.

"Yes, back to work," I replied, my eyes holding a promise of more to come. "But I'll be counting the minutes until I can have you again."

As I watched her leave my office, her hips swaying seductively, I knew that our love story was far from over. The passion that ignited us on that warm summer night would continue to burn, fueling our desire and our love as we embarked on the adventure of a lifetime together.