So, there I was, surrounded by people, trying to play it cool and not make a big deal out of seeing Mia. I just acted like any other employee.
In the meeting room, Grace had the team leaders sit up front, and their teams sat right behind them. Since I was closest to Mia, I ended up sitting right behind her, close enough to almost touch her.
Mia was rocking this super short dress today, barely covering her butt, with a deep V-neck that showed off her collarbone and some serious cleavage. Honestly, it looked like her cleavage could hold a brand new iPhone 16 Pro Max.
She was all focused on Grace's presentation, which was pretty boring for the rest of us. I stretched out in my seat, and my eyes wandered down to her cleavage. It turned out she wasn't wearing a bra, just some breast stickers.
I could see the edge of the stickers and her soft pink skin. My eyesight's pretty good, so I even noticed the tiny pores on her breasts.
Suddenly, I got this flashback to last night, remembering the feeling of her breasts in my hands. It was like I could feel them again, soft and warm, with her nipples hardening under my touch.
The whole scene from last night replayed in my head. We had ended up on the sofa, and things got pretty heated. My penis was nestled between her round buttocks, and she was still a bit wet from before, which got me going again.
Then I got hard, and the heat between us was intense, like we were in an oven. My penis started rubbing against her, making her even wetter.
The wetness dripped down her thighs and onto the sofa. Mia, who had been asleep, woke up from the heat. She turned over and snuggled into my chest, her voice soft.
"No, if we do it again, I won't be able to take it," she whispered, her hair tickling my chest.
I didn't want another round either, but her words made me hesitate. "Come on, just one more time, but I won't go all the way," I said, holding her close. I slid my hand down her back to her butt, then to her thighs, lifting one onto my shoulder.
I moved closer, bringing my penis right up to her entrance.
I held my penis right at her entrance, then let go and grabbed her butt, pulling her close. I started moving my hips, letting my penis slide smoothly along her wetness.
Every time I moved forward, more of her juices would coat my penis, and when I pulled back, it spread everywhere. After a few rounds, we were both soaked, but she kept getting wetter.
Her thighs were drenched, and the more I moved, the harder and hotter I got. My pace picked up, and soon I couldn't resist anymore. I moved my hand from her butt to her entrance, easily finding her spot.
With a smooth motion, I slid inside her, and more of her juices flowed out, dripping down onto my balls. The sensation was incredible, totally addictive.
I kept a rhythm of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. I'd pull out until just the tip was inside, then thrust back in hard. Each time, her butt would lift, and her breathing got heavier and hotter.
With every deep thrust, I could hear her soft moans. Her butt would rise, and her breasts would press against my chest, getting softer with each impact, like a cotton ball hitting a hard surface.
Her nipples rubbed against mine, sending tingles through my body. It felt like all the blood and electricity in my body was focused on my nipples, creating an amazing sensation.
Just the feeling of her breasts against my nipples was enough to bring me close, but I didn't want to stop. I grabbed her breasts, squeezing them like water balloons with each thrust, distorting them in my hands.
Her moans got louder and more regular, with which the slaps of flesh on flesh filled the room, playing a pleasant duet. I was hooked, couldn't get enough.
Eventually, I let go of her breasts and lifted her onto me, her back against my chest. I bent one knee and stepped on the sofa, pressing her straightened leg against my bent knee.