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I sat at my desk, staring at my computer screen, staring into space, my mind a million miles away. I was supposed to be working, but the day was dragging on, and there was nothing to keep me engaged.

And then she walked in.

Lara was the new intern, fresh out of school, with a head full of dreams and a body to match. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back, and her tight pencil skirt hugged her hips in all the right places. I tried to keep my gaze from straying too far, but it was no use. Every time she walked by, my eyes drifted down to the curve of her ass.

I knew it was wrong – I was the senior manager, and she was my subordinate. But I couldn’t help the way I felt. The way she moved, the way she smiled…I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame.

One day, while we were both working late, I found myself alone with Lara in the office. We were the only two left, and it was getting dark outside. The silence was heavy, broken only by the sound of the air conditioning.

I cleared my throat, trying to think of something professional to say. “Lara, are you…are you almost finished with those reports?”

She nodded, her eyes fixed on mine. “Yes sir, just a few more.”

I could feel the tension between us, but I didn’t know what to do about it. I was afraid to make a move, afraid she would reject me, or worse, tell HR and have me fired.

But then she stood up, stretching her arms over her head, and I caught a glimpse of her stomach. She was wearing a crop top, and her flat belly was on display. My thoughts spiraled out of control, my body responding to her without my permission.

Without thinking, I stood up too, and before I knew it, we were standing just inches aside. Her breath was hot on my neck, and I could feel her heat radiating off of her.

I was barely conscious of what was happening when her hand slipped into my pants, stroking me with practiced ease. It was like a shock to my system, sending a rush of blood to my head and groin.

“Stop,” I whispered, but it was too late. I was already lost in a world of pleasure, unable to withstand her touch.

Lara didn’t stop, not until I was groaning and panting, on the brink of climax. And then, just when I wondered I couldn’t take it anymore, she stopped and pulled away, leaving me reeling.

“What…what was that?” I stammered, trying to catch my breath.

Lara gave me a sly smile. “I think you know what it was.”

And she was right – I did know. It was forbidden, it was dangerous, but it was also unbelievably hot.

We started meeting in the office after hours on a regular basis, sneaking around like teenagers, our bodies aching for release. Every time was like a new adventure, a new chance to explore each other’s bodies and push each other to the brink.

I could feel myself getting addicted to her, to the way she made me feel, to the rush of danger and desire. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before, and I knew I couldn’t stop, even if I wanted to.

But then one day, we were caught.

HR had heard rumors, and they had installed cameras in the office to keep an eye on things. And so, just as we were about to reach the pinnacle of our pleasure, the door burst open, and a team of security guards poured in.

We were both pulled away, humiliated and ashamed. I was suspended without pay, and Lara was fired on the spot.

It was the end of our erotic escapades, but the memories lingered on, a constant reminder of the heady thrill of forbidden desires and the power of intense pleasure.
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