The air was thick with anticipation as she entered his office, her long legs striding confidently towards him. Her eyes locked onto his for a moment, a hint of mischief glinting in their depths. She knew what he wanted from her and she wasn't about to disappoint.
He couldn't take his eyes off her. The way her red dress hugged her curves, accentuating every inch of her body that he so desperately craved. Her raven-black hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, framing a face that was both familiar and foreign to him at once.
As she neared his desk, he could feel the heat radiating from her skin, her eyes never leaving his. She leaned over, her breasts pressing against the cool surface of the desk, and whispered seductively into his ear, "You've been dreaming about this for weeks, haven't you?"
Before he could even respond, she pushed him back onto the chair behind him and straddled him, their bodies pressed together so intimately that it was almost painful. He could feel her breath on his neck, her lips brushing against his skin as she traced a trail down to his collarbone.
Her hands found their way under her dress, pulling it up until it pooled around them like a crimson puddle. The sight of her naked body beneath the soft light was breathtaking - she was everything he had ever dreamed of and more.
As they moved closer, their lips finally meeting in a passionate kiss that left them both gasping for air. Their tongues danced together expertly, each movement building anticipation for what lay ahead.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they broke away from the kiss, only to be replaced by other forms of pleasure. Her hands explored every inch of his body, her touch sending shockwaves through him that left him trembling with desire.
She guided him inside her, gasping at the sensation as he filled her completely. They moved together in rhythmic syncopation, their bodies moving like two dancers caught up in the heat of the moment.
Everything around them faded away until there was only the sound of their breathing, heavy and labored, filling the room. As they reached their climax simultaneously, it seemed as though time itself stopped for a fleeting second before crashing back into existence with renewed vigor.
As they lay there, panting heavily, she leaned over and whispered in his ear once more: "That's what you get for cheating on your wife." And with that, she slipped out of the office as silently as she had entered it, leaving behind an experience that would forever be etched into his memory.