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It was a hot summer at the office, with deadlines looming and tempers flaring. The air conditioning couldn’t keep up with the constant flow of bodies coming and going, and the tension in the air was palpable. Everyone was on edge, and you could cut the tension with a knife. There was one person, in particular, who was feeling it more than the others – Mary.

Mary had been with the business for years, starting as an intern and working her way up to a senior position. She was brilliant, hardworking, and driven – but she was also infatuated with her boss, John. John was everything Mary wanted in a man – intelligent, successful, and devastatingly handsome. She had tried her best to keep her attraction to him hidden, but it was becoming more and more difficult as the days went by.

One particularly stressful day, Mary was working late in her office, trying her best to meet a deadline. She was typing away furiously when John walked in, looking equally exhausted.

“Hey, Mary,” he said, collapsing into one of the chairs in front of her desk.

“Hi, John,” she replied, swiveling in her chair to face him.

They sat in silence for a few moments, both lost in their own thoughts. The tension in the room was almost overwhelming, and Mary felt herself getting more and more uneasy by the second.

“Sorry,” John said suddenly, breaking the silence. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your work.”

“No worries,” Mary said, trying to sound casual.

More silence.

“It’s hot in here,” John said, loosening his tie.

Mary nodded, feeling a bead of sweat trickle down her back.

“You know what?” John said suddenly, standing up. “I’m going to go get us some drinks. Do you want anything?”

Mary shook her head, watching him as he left the room. She leaned back in her chair, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. The air seemed to be easier to breathe without him there, and she tried to focus on her work.

A few moments later, John returned, carrying two cold drinks.

“Thanks,” Mary said, feeling grateful for the distraction.

They sipped their drinks in silence for a few more minutes, and Mary tried hard to ignore the growing attraction she felt for John.

“You know what?” he said suddenly, standing up again. “I think we need a break.”

Before Mary could say anything, he had moved around her desk and was pulling her out of her chair. The suddenness of his movements took her by surprise, and she found herself stumbling into him.

“John,” she said, her voice coming out as a whisper.

But he didn’t respond – he just leaned in and kissed her.

Mary’s eyes went wide, and for a moment, she froze. But then, she felt a wave of desire wash over her, and before she knew it, she was kissing him back.

The kiss was intense, with both of them pouring weeks of pent-up desire into it. Their tongues tangled, and John’s hands roamed over Mary’s body, finally coming to rest on her hips.

“Mmm,” Mary moaned, breaking the kiss for a moment.

John smiled, his eyes dark with desire.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for so long,” he said, his voice husky.

Mary nodded, still feeling dazed.

“Me too,” she said, reaching up to kiss him again.

They stumbled towards John’s office, still kissing and touching each other. When they reached the door, John kicked it closed behind him, and they fell onto the couch.

“God, I need you,” he said, pulling off his shirt.

Mary felt her heart pounding as she took in the sight of his bare chest. He was so strong and masculine, and she couldn’t believe she was finally gonna be with him.

He leaned in to kiss her again, and she felt his hand slide up her skirt.

“Fuck,” he said, breaking the kiss. “You’re not wearing any panties.”

Mary grinned, feeling a sense of triumph as she watched him devour her with his eyes.

“Is that a problem?” she said, teasingly.

John shook his head, and before she knew it, he was thrusting into her, taking her hard and fast.

Mary moaned, feeling herself getting closer to the edge with each thrust. John’s hands roamed over her body, and she felt like she was gonna explode.

“I’m close,” she said, grabbing onto his shoulders.

“Me too,” John said, his voice strained.

And then, they both came, collapsing onto each other in a sweaty heap.

They lay there for a few moments, catching their breath. The tension in the office had dissipated, replaced by a sense of contentment and satisfaction.

“Wow,” Mary said finally, breaking the silence.

“Yeah,” John said, grinning at her.

They lay there for a few more moments, holding onto each other. Mary knew that they had a lot of explaining to do, but for the moment, she just wanted to enjoy the afterglow.

Eventually, they got dressed and parted methods, but neither of them could shake the feeling of excitement and passion that had taken over the office earlier that night. They knew that things would never be the same again – but for once, they were okay with that.

The end.
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