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As soon as I received the email asking me to come to the copy room to help with a project, I couldn’t withstand a small flutter in my stomach. I knew who had sent it, and I knew that he would be there, waiting for me. I had all the time been attracted to Darren, the handsome and charming head of our department, but I had never dared to act on it. He was married, after all, and I respected the boundaries that came with that.

But the more time we spent together, the harder it became to ignore the chemistry between us. Our conversations had started to become flirtatious, and our eyes lingered a little too long on each other when we passed in the hallway. I knew that it was dangerous territory, but I couldn’t help but want him.

When I arrived at the copy room, Darren was already there, leaning against one of the machines with a smile on his face. He greeted me warmly, his eyes raking over me in a way that made my pulse quicken.

“Thanks for coming,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “I knew I could count on you.”

I smiled nervously, feeling my cheeks redden. “No problem,” I said, trying to keep my voice casual.

We worked in silence for a few minutes, the only sound the hum of the copy machines and the occasional rustle of paper. But the tension between us was palpable, and I knew that it was only a matter of time before something happened.

And then, in a split second, it did.

Darren turned to me, his eyes darkening as he took a step closer. “I know you’ve been thinking about this,” he said, his voice husky. “And so have I.”

Before I could respond, he had grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close, his lips crashing down on mine in a fierce kiss. I moaned softly as his tongue slipped into my mouth, his hands roaming over my body with a fierce hunger.

We stumbled back towards the wall, pressing against each other as though we could never get close enough. Darren’s fingers tugged at the hem of my blouse, pulling it out of my skirt so that he could slide his hands under it and cup my breasts through my bra.

I gasped at the sensation, my body arching into his touch. Darren groaned, his lips trailing down my neck as he continued to fondle me through my clothing.

And then, suddenly, we were interrupted.

The door to the copy room burst open, and one of our colleagues stood framed in the doorway, her mouth hanging open in shock.

“What are you guys doing?” she blurted out.

Darren and I sprang aside, our faces flushed with embarrassment. We stammered out awkward excuses, barely able to meet each other’s eyes.

But the truth was, we both knew that this was far from over.

From that moment on, our relationship took on a new urgency. We couldn’t withstand each other, no matter how hard we tried. Every time we were alone together in the office, our bodies seemed to ache with need.

We would steal kisses in the break room, or touch each other under the table in meetings. Our conversations became increasingly suggestive, each one laced with hidden promises of what was to come.

And then, finally, we found ourselves alone in the copy room again. This time, though, there was no interruption. We were free to let ourselves go completely.

Darren pushed me up against the wall again, his mouth capturing mine in a feverish kiss. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer as he rubbed his hard, aching crotch against mine.

“I need you,” he whispered urgently, his hands fumbling with my clothing.

I nodded, unable to form words as he pushed my blouse up over my head and unhooked my bra. He stared hungrily at my exposed breasts, his fingers tracing the curve of each mound.

And then he was kissing me again, his mouth lavishing attention on my nipples as he kneaded my breasts. I moaned loudly, my fingers tangling in his hair as I writhed against him.

But I wanted more. I needed to feel him inside me, to know what it was like to be filled with his hard length.

I pushed him away from me, fumbling with his belt and jeans until he was naked from the waist down. He was already hard, his cock straining against his boxers.

I dropped to my knees in front of him, taking him in my mouth eagerly. He groaned, his hands tangling in my hair as I sucked him deep into my throat.

But I couldn’t stay there forever. I needed him inside me, and I needed it now.

I stood up, shedding the rest of my clothing as Darren watched with a greedy hunger in his eyes. And then, finally, he was pushing me up against the copy machine, spreading my legs wide and plunging deep into me.

I cried out in ecstasy, my body shaking with pleasure as he pounded into me like a beast. The sound of the machines and our own gasping breaths filled the room as we fucked each other senseless.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. Darren pulled out and I sank to my knees, my body buzzing with pleasure and my heart racing with the thrill of what we had just done.

As we dressed ourselves in silence, I couldn’t help but wonder what would come next. I knew that we couldn’t keep this up forever – sooner or later, someone would catch us again, or we would be forced to end things for the sake of our careers.

But until that moment came, I was gonna savor every delicious moment of our forbidden romance.
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