He was way below her station but was hoping he was like a wild animal. Her plan was to be in the office when he came in to vacuum but didn't know if she could go through with it, could she put her job on the line for a few minutes of pleasure? The vacuum stopped so she got up from the desk and went to her window. It was covered by a blind. She bent down the slat, and he was talking to the plant lady who waters and trims the plants every week. Elinor went back to the desk and tried to concentrate on the task at hand a client's quarterly tax statements but the silence was driving her crazy, so she got up and went back to the window. The woman was sitting on one of the desks, and he was thrusting into her. There was a good view of his bubble ass, the thighs were large and tan. She couldn't believe how they were going at it like two animals right there in the office not even trying to hide their lust.

Elinor was very conservative, especially when it came to sex. She didn't even think men, and women should kiss in public holding his hand was about as far as she was willing to go. What he was doing was terrible because he had no self-control, would do anyone, and was a bad boy, but it turned her on even more. Her panties were getting wet. All the men she had been with were safe, vanilla, and completely boring. Now she wanted a man who took her breath away that was decadent like a chocolate fudge sundae with sprinkles.

She kept watching and could almost hear her moans and grunts and never thought a man could last that long. It was so erotic watching her take it the body moving from the powerful thrusts. The few times Elinor did have sex the entire thing lasted only a couple of minutes. She lifted up her legs and got them over his shoulders, and he kept on pumping in and out. Elinor's panties were getting soaked. Now there was a new goal to feel that at least once. It didn't matter if he was a player and had a lot of women. She wanted to feel that thrusting and unbridled lust. The woman finally dropped her legs, and they both went to the bathrooms. Elinor shut down the computer and went home.

When she got there, the panties had to be peeled off clinging to the wet lips. Standing in front of the full-length mirror, she thought that her body was much better than the plant lady who was thin and had little boobs. Her breasts were large and firm and didn't sag at all for a woman of thirty five, with nipples that were large and dark. She did power walking three times a week and looked really good in a pair of yoga pants with the buns of steel. After putting in bath oil, she got in and reached down touching the outer folds that were thick and dark wondering how to get that janitor to give them a treat. She was established in her career, and her life needed something. She could try and get a man for a committed relationship who she could cuddle up with on the couch and watch movies and talk about current events. Elinor read romance novels and some of the men were perfect gentlemen, and others were bad to the core. She reached down and touched the pleasure nub and massaged it. At this point, in her life she was yearning for a man who would take her to bed and treat her like an animal. A man who would make the world go away, and the only thing left would be their lust and passion.