Monday, November 18, 2013

Sex with a former co-worker - Part 4 - The Deal Continues

After getting back to the office I send Ashley an email telling her what my personal email address is so she doesn't have to send personal stuff to my work email address.  I also recommended that she setup a private personal email address to receive emails from me.

About an hour later I see I have an email from Ashley in my personal email.  In the email the naughty girl is telling me how she likes her breasts licked and sucked.  [What interesting things we can learn about our co-workers once we fuck them.]  I respond and tell her that I will make use of that information the next time the opportunity arises.  One line back from her saying that I better.  I smiled as I read it.

Later that afternoon, Ashley pokes her head in my office.

"Are you busy?"

"Never to busy for you," I replied.

A grin plays across her face as she walks in and takes a seat in front of my desk.

"Do you like my legs?"

I look down at them just as she crosses them and then uncrosses them allowing me to see up her skirt.  No panties!

"I think you had a wardrobe malfunction," I said with a smirk.

She flashed me again.  And then got up and walked out of my office tossing a wicked grin on the way out.  The rest of the afternoon past without any further contact from Ashley.

After work I drove straight home and started making myself dinner.  I was washing a potato when I heard a knock at the door.  I ignored it, figuring that my guy friends would call first and Ezmeralda would let herself in.  A second knock at the door.  Must be a persistent home improvement sales person.  I put the potato in the microwave and I hear a third, almost frantic, knock.  I sigh and walk into the living room to open the door.  I peek out the picture window before opening the door.  Its Ashley!     

"This is a surprise," I said as I opened the door allowing her to enter.

"I don't have much time.  Maybe twenty minutes.  And I can't smell like sex because I'm going straight home from here."

"Can't smell like sex?  Do you want to have sex?" I asked.

"Maybe you can go down on me real quick," she said hopefully.

"Sure, I'm up for anything."

Ashley looked relieved.

"And maybe you can get naked too," she said. 

"No problem," I replied while starting to strip.

She came to me and undid my pants while kissing me forcefully.  In quick fashion my clothes littered the living room floor. I moved to the couch and laid down.  She pulled up her skirt revealing her naked snatch.

"Sit on my face like we are going to 69," I told her.

She straddled me and put her hands on my legs leaning forward almost in a 69.  I spread her lips with two fingers and licked her clit.  I felt one of her hands grab my cock and slowly stroke it.  I continue flicking her clit with my tongue trying to get her to a fast orgasm due to her time restraint.  Then I feel her tongue on my cock.  I slid a digit into her pussy, fucking her with a finger.  She takes me in her mouth.  I add a second finger to her wet hole.

"Faster," she said after releasing my cock from her mouth.

I increase the speed of my fingers sliding in and out of her while taking long tongue swipes at her clit. She is starting to moan so I quickly tongue her clitoris.  In short order she is experiencing her third orgasm of the day. As she comes off her orgasm she gets off the couch straightened her clothes and walked toward my bedroom.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"To cleanup a little, someone got me all wet."

I sit up on the couch and wait for her to return.  I can hear the water running in the bathroom.  About a minute later she walked back into the living room.  She sat down next to me and picked up her purse.  She pulled her panties out of it and pulls them on. 

"Sorry to just take off like this and leave you in such a state," she said eying my still hard cock.

"That's okay, I enjoyed it anyway."

She kissed me on the cheek and gave my cock a few pumps before standing up and saying goodbye.  At that point I had two options:  masturbate or finish making supper.  I opted for supper but planned on masturbating after I was done eating.  I walked back in the kitchen and pulled the potato from the microwave and started shedding some cheese to put on the potato.

I had nearly enough cheese shredded when my second visitor of the night arrived. I was standing at the island in the kitchen facing the living room.  The front door opens and in walks Ezmeralda.

My clothes are still on the floor by the couch.

"Do you have company?" Ez said pointing down the hallway toward my bedroom.

"Not anymore," I replied.

"What are you hiding behind there." she asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know," I flirted back.

"I admit I'm a little curious if it is what I think it is," she said walking toward me.

I let a slight smile cross my face.  As she reached the island her gaze fell down to the counter top.  Due to my proximity to the island she was still unable to see that I was naked.  So she walked around it to discover what I was hiding.

"Why are you making supper while you are naked?" she said looking at my growing cock.

"Well I thought I'd 'whack the monkey' after eating so I was saving time."

"Didn't you say you just had company?"

"I did, but she left before I got my turn."

"Really? "

So I told her about the last couple of days, including the part where she was my free pass.

"Bad luck on your free pass, since Mike and I are still seeing each other.  As a matter of fact, I was hoping to borrow your good camera and tripod because we are going up north this weekend."

She said one thing but her eyes kept dropping down to my now hard cock.  I decided I'd see if I could tempt her.

"So are you and Mike going to take some dirty pictures?" I asked.  "Maybe a few of you straddling him with his hands on your tits?  Or you giving him a blow job?"

"That's not why I want your camera.  I was planning on taking some of the sunset and maybe a lighthouse or two."

I take a step toward her and said, "Well, if you take some dirty ones I hope you share with me."

"I don't think Mike would like that," she replied, still taking glances at my erection.

"What Mike doesn't know probably won't hurt him," I said suggestively.

"I know what you are doing Stafford," she said.

As I leaned against the counter next to her I said, "What do you mean Ez?"

"You want to fuck me."

"Of course I do," I said taking my cock in my hand and slowly stroking it.

Ezmeralda watched as I slid my hand up and down my staff.  I moved right next to her, we were slightly touching, I could see that her nipples were hard through her shirt.  I leaned in an kissed her and she let me.  My other hand cupped her breast and I felt her nipple with my thumb.  Her mouth opened for me and my tongue eagerly found hers.  After 30 seconds or so she broke the kiss.

"I'm not fucking you Stafford."

"I don't expect you to," I lied, wanting her to spread her legs in desire.

"What are you doing then?"

"Kissing a good friend," I said as I leaned in for another kiss.

Again she accepted my tongue.  I stopped stroking myself and pulled her against me.  I broke the kiss and lightly kissed her neck.

"This feels good, but we are not going to have sex."

"Not even oral?" I said between kisses on her neck.

"I could do something like this," I continued after licking the hollow of her neck.

I returned to French kissing her and unbuttoned her pants.  She didn't make a move to stop me so I unzipped them.  Still no moves to stop me or to even break our kiss.  I pushed her pants down off her hips and they puddled on the floor around her feet.  She pressed her body to mine, grinding herself against my cock.  I reached between her legs and discovered that her panties were beginning to become damp.  Then I reached behind her and my fingers moved inside panties feeling her naked ass.  
"Damn you, Staff," Ezmeralda sighed.

"You want my tongue on your clit, don't you?"


With her verbal confirmation I pushed her panties off her hips and they fell on top of her pants. 

"I'm not sucking your cock though."

I kneeled in front of her with my hands an her ass and put my tongue against her wet sex spot.

"What will you do for me?"

She took off her shirt and bra before answering.

"You can see me naked as you lick me," she offered.

I looked up at her nakedness and said, "I need more than that."

"You can rub your cock against my naked body, but you can't cum on me," she said.


"Fine, I'll give you a hand job, but that's it."

"Deal," I said standing up and taking her hand.  I led her to the bedroom [not that she didn't know the way.]  

We both knelt on the bed and kissed.  I began by fingering her and she followed by taking my cock in her hand.  I rubbed her clit as she stroked me and we kissed hungrily.  I slid two fingers in her pussy and used my thumb on her clitoris.  With a slight groan she broke our kiss and flopped on her back, she spread her legs inviting me to pleasure her.

 I laid down between her legs and went to work with my fingers and my tongue.  Within a minute she was writhing with pleasure.  She pulled my hair and bucked herself at my tongue.  My fingers slid easily in and out as her wetness increased.  I found and rubbed her g-spot while my tongue gave her ecstasy.  A few minutes more of work and she announced she was cumming.  I made sure that she was finished and began kissing my way up to her breasts.  I played with them for a moment and then straddled her stomach and leaned forward putting my cock between her tits.  She pushed them together so I fucked her tits getting myself close before I laid down next to her.  I kiss her, allowing her to taste herself on my tongue, and guide her hand to my cock.  I decided I would take her at her word and accept a hand job.  As we continued the kiss, she slowly stroked my cock.  I broke the kiss and urged her to go faster.  She looked at me and nodded, then she moved so she could run her velvety tongue on my cock.

"We needed some lubrication," she said.

Then she moved so she could use both hands on my cock.  She played with me, stroking my cock and occasionally rubbing my balls.  I let her know I was close and a few seconds later my cum began spurting out on my stomach.  Finally, relief.   

She walked in to my bathroom and tossed me a towel to clean up with.  Then she started rummaging in my closet for my camera and tripod.  I finished cleaning my cum from my stomach and followed her to the kitchen where she got dressed.  She kissed me, thanked me for the use of my equipment [with a wink] and said goodbye.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Sex with a former co-worker - Part 3 - The Deal is Sealed

The next day I was expecting to get a phone call from Ashley.  Either an out right statement that she was not interested in my proposal or maybe a clarification of what the proposal would mean.  But no calls as the clock moved slowly toward lunch time.  At 11:30 I was a bit on edge due to not knowing what Ashley was going to do.  As 11:45 finally arrived I headed to lunch.  I pulled on to my street and noticed a car parked on the street in front of my house.  Of course it was Ashley.

I pull into my driveway and walk to the door.  She is out of her car and heading to the house.  I unlock the door and hold it open for her.  She smiles as she walks into my house.  I follow and lock the door behind myself.  She stands in front of me, she is wearing a V-necked shirt that shows a small bit of cleavage and a conservative skirt with black stockings.  She looks businesswoman sexy.

As I undo my tie I said, "I'm glad you are here."

"I guess I agree to your little proposal, even the free pass part," she replied, kicking of her shoes.

I smile and walk to her.  "Damn you're sexy," I tell her.

I kiss her for a moment and then take her hand and lead her to my bedroom.  I tell her to turn around and once she does I unzip her skirt.  I pull it down and it drops to the floor.  She is wearing a garter belt to hold her stockings up.  I kiss her neck and pull her shirt up, she raises her hands above her head allowing me to pull it off her.  She stands before me in her undergarments.  My dick is erect and ready for action.  I kiss her shoulder and reach around to play with her breasts.  She pressed her lace covered ass against my crotch.

"Mmmm, baby that feels good," I whispered in her ear.

"So do your hands," she replied as she put her hands on mine.

I kiss her neck again and followed it up by taking her ear lobe in my mouth and gently sucking on it.  She moaned enjoying the foreplay.  I whisper in her ear again, this time instructing her to sit on the edge of the bed.  She follows my orders.  I move to stand between her legs and begin to unbutton my shirt.  She undoes my belt buckle and unbuttons my pants.  I remove my shirt as she unzips my pants.  My shirt goes flying to the dresser while my pants fall to the floor.  I step out of them and push my boxers down enough so that she can see my pubic hair.  The tent pole inside them is aching to be touched.  And that is exactly what Ashley does.  She rubs my cock through the boxers exploring the length that to this points she has not seen.

"Pull them down," I tell her.

She puts her fingers in the waistband and lowers my boxers to the floor.  My cock, hard and eager for her, stands at attention.  She takes it in her hand and slowly strokes it.

"Lick it," I groan.

She complies, first licking the head and then the shaft, making me moan.  She them lowers her head, taking me in her mouth.  She takes a bit more as she works a good portion of my cock in her mouth.  I can feel her tongue on my shaft.  I'm close to cumming but I don't want to blow my wad just yet.

"Its your turn Ash."

She raises her head from my cock and lays back on the bed.  I kneel between her legs and un-clip her stockings so I can remove her panties.  I pull them off her being careful to leave her stockings on [it'll be easier for her when she gets ready to leave if she doesn't have to put them back on].  I reposition myself between her legs and spread them a little wider so I will have better access.  She is wet, so I get her full flavor on my first lick along her slit.  As I go to work orally pleasing her I move my arms under her now bent legs and up so I can play with her boobs as I tongue her.  I flip her bra up exposing her ample tits.  I softly squeeze her nipples while I flick her clit.

"Don't stop," she groans.

She spreads her legs wider and presses her hands into mine as I work her breasts.  My tongue sinks into her pussy once, twice, three times before I decide her clit needs more attention.  I squeeze her nipples a little harder.

"Faster," she pants.

I work my tongue faster on her clit giving it the attention she wants.  She cries out as she reaches her orgasm.  I move back from her snatch and allow her to bask in her afterglow.  I crawl on to the bed beside her and she rolls over so her head rests on my chest.  With my hand behind her I spring her bra and together we remove it.  She runs a hand along my thigh almost tickling me with her fingernails.

With her head back on my chest, probably soaking in the image of my hard cock, she tells me that the orgasm I just gave her was the most intense she has had in a couple of years.  I tell her that it was probably being with someone new for the first time since she was married.

Suddenly I feel her nails on my balls.  It feels so good I let out a moan.  She chuckles at my response.  Now my cock is in her hand and she strokes it slowly.  She moves her head and kisses my chest.  Then she licks a nipple.

"I want to be in you so bad," I said.

She looked up at me and smiled seductively.

"What position is best for you?" I asked.


"Sounds good."

She turned her ass toward me and I got on my knees behind her.  I slid easily into her and took hold of her hips.  She rocked back and my cock was fully inside her.  It was incredible to think just a few days ago she wasn't even on my radar and now I was fucking her.  Definitely a blast from the past. 

I began with long slow strokes.  She would rock back and meet my forward stroke assuring that I would sink all the way into to her.  Within a minute she was moaning, I reached under her and located her clit with my finger.  I rubbed it while I slowly fucked her.  Through a sexy growl she told me to go faster.  So I rubbed her clit quicker as a joke.

"Damn you, fuck me faster," she moaned.

"Anything you want, baby," I replied.

I put my hand back on her hips and begin fucking her faster although the strokes were not as deep.  Ashley was making all kinds of sexy noises, which excited me, so I thrusted more forcefully using her hips to give my inward strokes more power.  She was getting louder and louder with her moans.

"Yes, don't stop.  Don't stop," she practically yelled with a gravelly voice.

I hadn't taken her for a screamer but she just might be.  I continued fucking her.  What had begun as loving, sensual sex was quickly becoming a lust induced pounding that she was completely enjoying.  I was trying to keep from getting to close to cumming but fucking her so fast was pushing me closer and closer to the brink.

"I'm going to cum," she said loudly.

Between the quick pace and her sexy voice, that was enough was enough to put me over the edge.  My balls released the pent up lust and my cock spurted my cum deep inside her.  I did my best to keep some semblance of a rhythm as I came, wanting her to reach an orgasm while I was inside her.  My cock twitched from my orgasm but I kept pumping her.  A few moments later she reached hers.  

"Oh... My....Yes!" she yelled.

She slumped down on the bed and my shrinking cock slid out of her wet pussy.  I collapsed beside her.  After a moment or two she took my hand in hers and brought it to her lips and kissed it.  It was a tender action.  I felt that she was falling hard for me.  I pulled her to me and held her, kissing her forehead.

Then I said, "I didn't know you were a screamer.  I hope my neighbors don't report a murder."

"Very funny," she said, smacking my ass playfully then snuggling closer.

"I don't usually get so loud," she continued.  

"I like it," I tell her.

"Okay," she said and then she tenderly kissed my neck.

We stayed embraced for several minutes talking about the sex we just completed.  There was no notes of regret from her.  She seemed content and happy.  

When it got close to the time to get back to work she went into the master bath to clean up and I went to the kitchen to find us a quick snack since a meal was out of the question.  I brought some fruit back to the bedroom for us to share.  She had her panties back on and was starting to put her bra back on too.  She looked at me, I was still naked, and told me that my cock looked like it needed to be cleaned.

"Is that an offer?"

"Just an observation."  

"Well, this chick I just screwed didn't clean it off when we were done."

Ashley laughed.  

"Maybe she will next time we make love," I hinted.

"Maybe," she replied.

I took my turn in the bathroom while she ate and finished dressing.  Still naked I returned to the bedroom.

"Your dick looks better."

I rolled my eyes and start getting dressed.  

"What happens now?"

"We have lots of sex," I replied with a grin.


"When you can get free just stop by.  If you can give me advance notice I can make sure I'm here.  Or if you know way ahead of time I can put it my calender.  Lunches are easy but we probably shouldn't do them everyday so we don't raise suspicions at work."

"Okay, sounds like you have ideas about how to keep this going."

We kissed, said goodbye, and she left to return to work.

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Sex with a former co-worker - Part 2 - Closing the Deal

The next day at 10:31 am I dialed Ashley's extension.

"Hello, Stafford," she greeted me with a smile in her voice.

"You recognize my extension on your phone," I returned.

"Yes, not to many people call me so far."

"Quick question for you, Ash." I said dropping the end of her name like a close friend might.

"What's that?"

"Did your hubby get lucky last night?"

"I'm not answering that," replied Ashley.

"Why not, you already said that you were turned on by my account of Monica and Craig."

"I know, I know.  I shouldn't have asked you if you were turned on by watching them."

"It didn't bother me," I said.  "We could go to lunch again and you could tell me about your evening."

"Nothing happened last night."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to talk about it."  I didn't hear a smile in her voice anymore.

"Let's go to lunch that way we can talk a little more privately."


We met again at 11:45 in the parking lot.

"Did something bad happen last night?" I asked as we start walking to my car.

"No, nothing terrible," Ashley replied.

"What did happen?"

"Nothing, that's the problem.  I wanted something to happen but he wasn't into it or I should say me."

"Not into you?  You're his wife."

"I've let myself go."

"What are you talking about?  If you don't mind me saying, you have a great body."

"He doesn't feel the same way," she replied.

I notice that she is starting to tear up.  I take her hand and lead her the rest of the way to my car.  Once inside I tell her she is beautiful and although her body probably is not as firm as it once was it is still amazing.  She brushed the tears from her eyes and gave me a smile that heated my loins.  Not wanting to overplay my hand I take her fingers in my hand and give her a light squeeze to let her know that I meant what I said.  She leans into me and gives me an awkward car hug.  We are becoming very close very fast.

Lunch conversation was mostly mundane work talk except when I asked her if she would ever want to liaison between finance and operations.  It is a process that allows staff to be involved in inter-department projects.  Ashley expressed both interest and gratitude for considering her.  As we walked back to my car she stopped me and gave me another hug and thanked me for what I said earlier.  As the hug was ending I gave her an extra squeeze and told her that I meant it.  

Once back to the office we went our separate ways.  I didn't follow up with her, I thought it would be a good idea to give her some space instead of mounting a full court press.

The next morning my phone rings and I answer it.  Its Ashley asking if I want to meet for lunch again.  I tell I wish I could but I have to run home to meet a buddy who wants to borrow my air compressor.  I offer to make her a sandwich if she wants to tag along and talk.  She agrees.  Now I have to convince a friend to stop by around noon to pretend to borrow my air compressor.  Two phone calls later my buddy Josh is in on the plan.  Ashley and I meet up get in my car, I drive to my house and we go inside and start pulling sandwich components out of the fridge.  We are having a good time joking about this and that.  Mostly the conversation is about current events.  There is a knock on the garage door and it swings open, typical Josh.  I introduce them and then Josh and I head to the garage.  All Josh said is that I owe him in a whisper as he lugs the air compressor to his truck.  He yells, "thanks again." as he climbs in his truck to complete the ruse.

Ashley probably didn't hear him but it was worth it just in case.  I return to the kitchen to see that Ashley finished making our sandwiches.

"I thought I said I'd make you a sandwich," I said.

"No problem, you got everything out for me."

We talked about our friends as we ate, sharing details of our lives.  It was a good bonding session.  I finished my sandwich and began cleaning up as we talked.  She finished her lunch and brought her plate over to the counter.  I told her to just put it in the sink, I'd take care of it later.  She walked over near me and when I put the lettuce back in the fridge she took my hand as I turned to face her.

"Thanks for lunch again," Ashley began.

"No problem, I've enjoyed your company the past few days."

She transitioned from holding my hand to giving me a hug.  It was a full body hug, I could feel all of her curves pressed up against me.  I wrapped my arms around her and let my hands slide down her back just above her ass.  Her face was in my chest for a few moments before turning up and looking into my eyes.  We both went in for a kiss, lip to lip, lips parted, tongues danced, my cock hardened and pressed against her.  I ran a hand up her side caressing the side of her breast before returning to her back.  She pushed her body against my hard-on.  I ran both hands up her sides feeling up both of her breasts on the way.

I wondered to myself if her apparent lust for me was in the heat of the moment based on a few acts of kindness or if it would last for a longer period of time.  I didn't want to make love to her and have her regret it three hours later.  I decided to give her a test.  The test would be for her to wait until the next day at lunch.  If she still wanted me tomorrow she would drive herself to my house and instead of a nice lunch we would have some sweaty midday sex.  But before I offered her the test I was going to up my attack on her body.  I broke our kiss and nibbled lightly at her neck, taking care not to leave a mark.  This created a gap that my hands could use to fondle her tits.  Her hands move over my body, my lust for her was going to make implementing her test very difficult.

I move my hand down, I feel her stomach, further down, I run my hand to her crotch.  She pushes herself against my hand.  I imagine that her panties are getting wet but I don't feel any dampness through her pants.  I rub her through her pants and reengage our kiss.  Our tongues spar and I feel her hand rub against my erection.  She slid her hand up and down my length, I can guess that she can feel the warmth of it through my pants.  I want her to release me from the constraints of my pants, to put her flesh directly on my flesh, to stroke me until I cum.  But I maintain enough willpower to keep with my plan.

I break our kiss and take a small step back.  Ashley's face is flushed from excitement. 
"Wow, sorry, I don't know what came over me," Ashley began before I could jump in.

"Nothing to be sorry for," I replied with a smile.  "I enjoyed it very much."

"In fact I'm going to make a proposal," I continued.  "We stop what we are doing today and pick it back up tomorrow if you want to.  This gives us a cooling off period and allows you to make the best decision for you.  I would like to continue so I'll leave the decision in your hands. All I ask for is that it won't be a one time fuck and suck.  I want an ongoing relationship between us.  I'll be available pretty much whenever you want because I don't expect you to leave your husband and we will need to be on your schedule, but I must be the only one besides your husband that you see."

Ashley took a moment to process what I had said.  As I waited for her reply I wondered if I hit the right notes.  I wasn't trying to fuck her and move on, nor was I trying to break up her family.  All I wanted was for us to give each other pleasure on her schedule.

"I don't know what to say.  We crossed a line today and you could have gone even further.  Part of me wants to finish what we started, the other part is scared of the consequences of acting on the lust I'm feeling right now.  Thank you for calling a time out."

"No problem," I replied as I move forward and take her face in my hands and give her a short tender kiss.  "There is one other stipulation I want to add to my proposal, I have a friend from high school that I get together with occasionally when she isn't in a relationship.  I'd like to be able to see her if her situation changes.  You will come first but if your schedule keeps us apart and she becomes available I want your permission to take advantage of her 'benefits'."

"You want my permission to fuck some lady you knew in high school?"

"If you decide that you want to become involved with me, yes.  I'm not asking you to cut your husband off.  If you want or need to have sex with your husband to keep your marriage secure, I understand that.  But if your schedule keeps us apart for two weeks and my friend breaks up with her man and wants to fool around with me for an hour or two I hope you would allow me to 'benefit' from her friendship.  She will be the only one just like your husband will be your only one besides me."

"I can't believe I'm considering this," she replied.  "One cheating on my husband and two giving you a free pass.  I must be gullible."

"I'm going to treat you the way you want to be treated.  You will be my priority, I know I will not be yours.  Giving me a free pass with a friend who is not even available right now is a small concession."

Her facial expression wasn't the happiest but she wasn't scowling either.  I suggested that now would be a good time to get back to work.  When we got back I told her that if she had any questions about my proposal to give me a call.  If she wanted to move forward in a relationship with me all she needed to do was show up at my house at lunch tomorrow.  I would be there waiting...hoping that she showed up.

Monday, November 11, 2013

Sex with a former co-worker - Part 1 - A New Beginning

Her name is Ashley.  We worked together about seven years ago before I changed jobs.  She reported to me for a few months before she was reassigned.  Nothing every happened between us then.  Not that hitting on direct reports was a problem for me.  She was married [still is] and never really seemed very interested in me [perhaps she is loco?] so I never pursued her, why bother if all I ever got was cold but polite conversation from her.

I never gave her a second thought after leaving that job.  However, while we worked together I would occasionally fantasize about her.  She was very attractive, a few years younger than me and had a pretty hot body.  She is still attractive but she has put on a few pounds.  Not a huge amount but I could tell that she is a bit more curvy than the last time I had seen her.    

The first time in seven years I saw her, I was heading downstairs at work.  I opened the door to the stairwell and there she was walking up the steps.  No, my heart didn't skip a beat or anything like that, but I was surprised to see her there walking around the corporate office.  She recognized me right away since she apparently heard that I worked there.  What I didn't know until then was she was working there too.  She had be placed by a temp agency a few weeks prior and had heard that I worked in the Finance Department.  We made small talk for a few minutes and then I continued my trip to the vending machine.

After returning to my office I got thinking about Ashley.  She didn't seem as cold as she had when we had worked together.  Maybe it was my surprise at seeing her that her chill didn't register while we talked or maybe she had mellowed over the years.  I also wondered if she was still married, after all a lot can happen in seven years.  Well, if nothing else she would be fodder for my self release.  Ezmeralda was in another "committed" relationship so she wasn't stopping by for our usual FWB hanky panky and at the time I wasn't seeing anyone so I was taking care of my own needs.  Knowing that I was going to fantasize about her again, I was getting hard right there at my desk thinking about her.

That night I imagined Ashley on her knees sucking my cock while I stroked myself off.  When I was done I decided that I would see if I could make this fantasy come true in real life.  The first step would involve me figuring out where her desk was located and wandering by in hopes of striking up a conversation to see if she had really warmed up a bit or if she was still as icy as I remembered her.

The following day I did some recon on the company's internal website.  I knew she worked in the Operations Department so I quickly discovered which work group she belonged to, which told me she worked near the cafeteria on the second floor.

Normally I bring my lunch to work to save a few bucks but today I decided I needed to visit the second floor cafeteria.  A few minutes before noon I left my office and went down to the second floor and walked leisurely toward the cafeteria attempting to scan the cubicles without being to obvious that I was looking for something or someone.  Finally I notice her sitting at her desk so I wander over and say hi.  I spend a few moments talking with her about what she is working on and the weather before telling her I'm going to grab some lunch.  Not really an invitation but definitely an opening if she happens to be interested in spending some time with me.  I didn't want to seem forward just yet so I was trying to leave the ball in her court.  I was surprised when she nibbled and said she was getting ready to head to lunch too.

I waited as she tidied her desk.  Then we headed to the cafeteria. While waiting in line I asked her about some of our old co-workers.  We made a couple of jokes and laughed about the old place.  I decided that she was much warmer to me than she ever had been in the past.  I selected an empty table slightly away from other tables.  She didn't seem to notice that I was placing us in a spot where we could have an intimate conversation without being overheard.  As we ate I asked questions about her kids and then her husband.  She was still married, but she gave no clear indication about the happiness in her marriage.  After further probing I found out she had been married thirteen years.  In my mind I felt that there was a good possibility that her marriage could be a bit stale.

I changed the conversation back to old co-workers.  As a topic of conversation I picked a woman we worked with that was pretty well known as the easy girl in the office.  Although Monica was attractive I had never sampled her treats because of her reputation.  I thought that turning the conversation in that direction it would bring some spice to our chat.

I didn't expect Ashley to tell me about the time she walked in on Monica and her boss in the storage room.  Apparently they were French kissing and Monica had her tits out and had a hand on her boss' crotch.  I chuckled at her little story and rolled my eyes while telling Ashley that Monica and the VP of Sales would use his office during lunch for similar rendezvous.

This pique Ashley's interest.   "Did you personally seem them?" she asked.


"In his office?"


"What were they doing?"

Our little gossip session was going to become more sexual.  

"Well...." I hesitated.


"I don't want to offend you.  We are at work after all."

Ashley looks around to see if anyone was close by.  "I won't be," she replied."

"Ok, the first time I saw them I was going to ask him about his sales projections and his secretary was at lunch so I walked up to his door and opened.  There Monica was on her knees sucking his cock while he sat in his chair.   He seemed to be really enjoying the blow job.  Neither of them heard me so I backed out of the office and pulled the door quietly closed."

"Holy crap.  So they never knew you saw them?"

"I don't think so."  

"Monica and her boss never knew I saw them either,"  Ashley said and laughed.

We both sat in silence as we finished our lunches.  

"I better get back to work," I said.

"Yeah, me too," she replied.

"Talk to you later."

"Yep," she said with a smile.

Later that afternoon I notice an email in my inbox from Ashley.  Subject line was Lunch.  This was either good or bad.  She either enjoyed our little gossip session or regretted it.  I opened up the email and it read:


I think you said that you saw Monica and Craig more than once?  Is that true?  What happened the second time?


My reply back to her told her that I didn't think it was a good idea to send that kind of information over the company email but if she had a private email account I could send it there.  She came back and said that I could tell her at lunch tomorrow.  

Now was an opportunity to see if she would go out to lunch with me.  So I suggested going off site to a local restaurant.  I would be able to tell the story during the drive to the restaurant.  She accepted.  

 The next day I looked up her extension and gave her a call at 11:30.  We made plans to meet at 11:45 in the parking lot. I was waiting when see walked out the door.  I smiled at her and gave her a warm "Hey."  She smiled back and said "Hi."

I led her to my car and opened the door for her, to which she replied "Such a gentleman."

I replied, "well I've been called worse."

Once we were both in the car and on our way Ashley said, "Well?"

"Oh you want the story."


"Ok,  here goes.  I saw Monica go into Craig's office.  She was kinda sneaky about it, looking around when she opened the door and closing the door after herself.  His secretary was gone again.  So I walked up to the window next to the door, the blinds were pulled but there was a little bit of room on the side to see in.  I put my eye near the glass and looked into his office.  Monica had her skirt pulled up over her ass and was bent over the side of his desk.  Craig was positioning himself behind her and had his cock in his hand.  He rammed it in to her and she slide forward on his desk a little bit.  He fucked that was for a few minutes.  I kept looking around, I didn't want to get caught peeking in his window.  He must have cum in her then he bent down and picked up her panties and cleaned himself with them.  She turned around and went to her knees and began licking his cock.  Must have just been a cleaning because she didn't do it long.  She put her panties back on and I decided I better get moving so that was all I saw."

"Wow, that is crazy.  All that going on at work."

"Yeah, we were missing out on all the fun," I said.

"That's not what I heard," she replied.

"I never fucked Monica."

"I heard you were quite the ladies man," Ashley said.

"Is that why you were so icy towards me back then?"

"I just wanted to keep it professional."

"It was, wasn't it?"

"Yes, you were always professional towards me," she replied.

"So what about you, did you see anything else at the office besides Monica and her boss?"

"Um besides you flirting with almost all the women in the office."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration," I replied.

"Just a little bit," she countered, holding her thumb and forefinger about two inches apart and smiling.

I smiled back and let it go because we had arrived at the restaurant.  No since denying to much since she probably had plenty of information on me.  After a nice lunch mostly chatting about our current jobs we got back in the car and began the drive back to the office.

"Did it turn you on watching them do it?"  Ashley asked?

I laughed at her question.  And replied, "yes."

"Did it turn you on hearing about it?"  I asked, following her lead.

"Yes, you are a good reporter."

"Is the hubby going to benefit from my reporting tonight?"  I said, upping the ante.

"A good girl doesn't talk about that kind of thing."

"True, but I'm talking with you," I say with a laugh.

That earned me a goodhearted punch in the arm.  Ashley and I have come a long way in few days. 

After returning to work and getting back to my desk I took a moment to reflect on my time with Ashley that day.  Overall it went well, we were talking about sex between others and starting to talk about her sex life both positive moves forward.  I decided to leave her alone for the rest of the day.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Part of a recent email to a new lover

I have this urge to pull your panties off and bend you over my lap and give you a nice erotic spanking. Then tell you that you must suck my cock to repay the time I spent spanking you. And your reward for a fantastic blow job would be for me to bend you over the couch and lick your pussy from behind and kissing where I had left hand prints on your ass.

Do you think she would like this?