Office Surrender: When her blouse comes undone at work - by Anna Sin

In the shadowed heart of a glittering high-rise, after the last employees have gone home, the rules disappear. Ten ambitious women. Ten powerful men. Ten desks that will never feel the same again. What begins with a single pair of strong hands curling into crisp white fabric quickly spirals into raw, sweat-drenched nights of pleasure. Blouses are ripped open, breasts roughly claimed, skirts shoved high as these women are taken hard and deep—bent over desks, pressed against windows, fucked senseless on conference tables and leather couches. They moan, they beg, they scream through shattering orgasms while their husbands, fiancés, and boyfriends listen… or watch. Every thick thrust, every hot creampie, every filthy word is shared, because nothing turns them on more than knowing exactly how thoroughly their women are being ruined at the office. This is not gentle. This is not sweet. This is shameless, dripping, rough office breeding at its most intense.