After Hours (futa/f)

Just another virtually plot-free one-shot.

Jackie shifted nervously in her chair. It was just after 8 o'clock, and she was still at the office, finishing up a report. For a normal late-20s businesswoman, this wouldn't be a problem, but for Jackie it was a big problem in more ways than one.

Jackie crossed her legs, trying to work around the tent she was pitching in her gray business skirt. By this time on an average day, she would be at home taking care of the 12" cock she had sported since birth. But it was crunch time around the office, and sacrifices had to be made for her career, including her "leisure time."

Jackie's body was nothing short of stunning, curvaceous and slender. Her thick thighs filled out her tight business skirt, showing off her round ass perfectly. Her DD breasts stood unnaturally perky, somewhat covered up by her business suit. Her black hair was cut short, barely reaching to her neck. Jackie wearily adjusted her glasses as she typed out the last few lines of the report, her cock straining at the confines of her skirt, begging to be played with.

"That's it! I'm finally finished!" Jackie shouted as she sent the report to her boss' email. Now I can finally go home and take care of this, she thought to herself, grunting as her cock twitched under her skirt, yearning to be free of its confines.

"You finished too?" Jackie tensed up as she heard the familiar voice of Grace, her co-worked, behind her. Jackie looked up and, sure enough, saw Grace poking her head through the door to Jackie's office. Grace entered Jackie's office, much to Jackie's dismay. Grace was the subject of intense secret lust from Jackie. Grace had a very similar build to Jackie, with thick, luscious thighs, a perfect, round ass, large tits (Jackie estimated they were G's, dwarfing her own ample breasts), waist-length light brown hair, and a slender figure. Jackie crossed her legs once more, attempting to hide the rock-hard erection she was sporting, even though the desk separating the two was doing a pretty good job already.

"Can I see your report? You've always been better at those things than me," Grace innocently asked. Jackie looked into her big blue eyes, that innocent look becoming her ruination. "Sure," Jackie said, her eyes beginning to glaze over with lust. Jackie schooched forward in her chair a bit, effectively completely hiding her erection under her desk. The only way she can see this is if the actually looks for it, Jackie thought. Grace headed over and looked over Jackie's report. "Wow, Jackie," Grace remarked, leaning in toward the computer monitor, inadvertently sticking her tits right into Jackie's face, "You've always been better at this than me!"

Jackie could barely control herself anymore. Every ounce of her concentration was focused on keeping her boner from breaking out of the confines of her skirt.

Grace looked down and noticed how close Jackie was to her desk. "Geez,