Every time my tip brushed against Scarlett's entrance, the delicate skin around it trembled slightly, and her legs instinctively clamped together.
I used a finger to gently circle her entrance, helping her relax.
Her juices slowly spread from my fingertips, leaving a mark on my hand.
"Relax, I haven't entered yet," I muttered.
"Your size and heat... I can't control myself," she whispered.
'She's inexperienced.' I sighed inwardly.
If she had been with me from the start, she would be better trained than Catherine.
"Be patient, it'll be over soon." I rubbed against her, my voice husky in her ear.
"Okay, but no penetration," she reminded.
"Don't worry, just rubbing," I replied as I focused on the outside of her pussy, feeling the warmth and moisture.
It was like her warmth flowed into my heart.
Scarlett moaned softly, her breath tickling my ear. "Feels so good..."
Just rubbing her made me feel amazing, physically and mentally.
After about twenty minutes, Scarlett climaxed.
Her juices left glistening trails on her thighs and a noticeable wet spot on my dark pants. After she climaxed, I finally let go.
My cum filled her swollen, reddened pussy, still wet from my grinding. As I gently ran my fingers over her labia, I could feel a subtle, grainy texture.
Scarlett's pussy was quite lush with pubic hair, primarily concentrated on her mons pubis. Her labia and the entrance to her pussy were completely smooth and clean, without a single hair or visible pore. Her pussy looked full and pink, incredibly beautiful to behold, and I absolutely loved it.
My hand moved from her ass to her pussy, spreading the cum evenly over it, just like smoothing a delicious layer of cream on a strawberry cake."Did you enjoy it?" I asked, panting heavily.
"Yes."
"Do you like it?"
"I do!"
"How about we do this more often from now on?" I whispered softly in her ear while caressing her pussy, my voice tender and magnetic, coaxing her to agree.
Scarlett, unable to resist, nodded, "Okay."
After savoring the smoothness of her skin, my hand moved back to her ass, pulling her panties, soaked through with her arousal, back into place, neatly covering her swollen pussy.
A few stray pubic hairs peeked out from the edges of her panties, coarse and tantalizing to the touch.
I wanted to tease her pussy through her panties a bit more.
But suddenly, the office door was pushed forcefully, though fortunately, I had locked it from the start.
Scarlett and I exchanged nervous glances, and with a gentle pat on her buttocks, I signaled her to respond.
"Who's there?" Scarlett asked, looking towards the door.
The frosted glass door made the figure outside blurry but visible. It was a woman with long hair and high heels, her slim yet curvaceous figure accentuated by a sharp, professional outfit.
"It's me, Jessica," a soft voice came through outside the door.
It was Jessica, Emily's team leader. Why was she here looking for Scarlett?
Both Scarlett and I were startled. She quickly got off me and stood up, adjusting her skirt.
There were wet marks on her legs, so she grabbed a napkin from the table and bent over to wipe them off, her hips raised and the tops of her thighs exposed, with her white panties just barely visible.
Seeing this, I felt my throat tightened, and my cock started to get hard again.
"Why are you here?" Scarlett asked calmly as she wiped herself.
"You told me to come after lunch," Jessica replied.
"Oh, right! I always forget!" Scarlett muttered.
"What are you doing in the office for so long? Having an affair?" Jessica teased.
I felt my heart skip a beat. 'My God! Is this really a woman's intuition? How can they always guess so accurately?'
"You're talking nonsense! I just got so busy that I completely forgot. Give me a moment, I'm coming right now," she said out loud.
With that, Scarlett ran towards the door, giving me a meaningful look to clean up the mess.
I quickly put on my pants and grabbed the water cup from the desk, spilling it on myself to pretend the cup had tipped over.
At that moment, Scarlett opened the door, inviting Jessica in. Jessica stood at the doorway with her arms crossed, a playful look in her eyes as she peered into the office.
"Should I come in? What if I see a naked man?" Jessica joked.
Scarlett quickly grabbed Jessica and pulled her inside, shutting the office door behind them.
I exchanged an unguarded glance with Jessica, and a flicker of surprise flashed in both our eyes.
She was surprised to see me there, while I was surprised at how close she seemed to be with Scarlett.
"Hello, Ms. Thomas," I greeted.
"What are you doing here? Are you Scarlett's secret lover?" she questioned.
Before I could respond, Scarlett playfully slapped her on the shoulder. "What nonsense are you talking about? He's Ryan's little brother!"
"Well, that makes your affair even more convenient! As long as Ryan isn't home, you two can just hook up at home, right? Why bother doing it at the office? Are you having an office romance?" Jessica teased about the convenience of having an affair at home.
Jessica's gaze grew increasingly mischievous as if she was eagerly hoping to catch a slip-up between us.
Fortunately, both Scarlett and I had strong mental fortitude; her little tricks were far from enough to intimidate us.
"Don't bring your erotic novel fantasies here," Scarlett scolded Jessica.