A story like my corporate career - Short

A Wild Weekend: A Corporate-College Love Story
It was a sweltering summer afternoon when I received a text from my girlfriend, Sarah, asking for my help. Her father, the COO of a large corporation, needed assistance installing windows on all the office computers over the weekend. Being CIS majors, Sarah and I eagerly accepted the challenge, looking forward to the opportunity to put our skills to the test.
Little did we know that this weekend project would turn into a wild, passionate adventure that we would never forget.
We arrived at Sarah's father's office suite on Friday evening, ready to work. The suite was impressive, with two huge couches, a wet bar, an in-suite shower, and a private bath. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy at the luxurious setup.
As we settled in for the night, Sarah and I couldn't resist the temptation to indulge in a little pre-work fun. We started with a few playful kisses, our tongues dancing together as we explored each other's mouths. Soon, our hands were wandering, and we were stripping each other naked on the couch.
Sarah's body was always a sight to behold, but in that moment, she was absolutely breathtaking. Her perky breasts, firm ass, and toned legs were on full display, and I couldn't resist the urge to bury my face between her thighs.
She moaned with pleasure as I licked and sucked her clit, her wetness coating my face. I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around me as I explored her depths.
"Oh, fuck, yes," she gasped, her fingers tangling in my hair as she ground herself against my face. "Don't stop, baby. Right there."
I could feel her getting close, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I curled my finger inside her, hitting that magical spot that always drove her wild.
"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum," she moaned, her body shuddering with pleasure. "Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop!"
I kept going, my tongue flicking against her clit as she came hard, her juices flowing freely.
"Holy shit," she panted, collapsing against the couch. "That was amazing."
I grinned, proud of my handiwork. "I aim to please."
We worked through the night, installing windows on computer after computer. But every now and then, we would take a break to indulge in a little more fun.
We fucked in the board room, our bodies slick with sweat as we explored each other in the dim light. We took turns riding each other, our moans echoing off the walls as we reached new heights of pleasure.
We even made our way into the CEO suite, exploring every inch of the luxurious space as we fucked like animals. The power dynamic was intoxicating, and we both got off on the thrill of it.
In the server room, we were surrounded by the hum of machines as we explored each other's bodies. The cold, sterile environment was a stark contrast to the heat of our passion, and it only served to heighten our senses.
We fucked on Sarah's receptionist's desk, our bodies tangled together as we lost ourselves in each other. The thrill of getting caught was exhilarating, and we both came hard, our moans echoing through the empty office.
It wasn't until later that we learned that there were cameras in some of the locations, and Sarah's father had the tape. We were mortified at first, but when he gifted it to us on our wedding day, we couldn't help but laugh.
Looking back, that weekend was one of the wildest, most passionate experiences of our lives. And even though we were caught on camera, we wouldn't trade it for anything.