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Ever have a fantasy come true? I did!
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Ever have a fantasy come true? I did! I did. Damndest thing too. Worked for a manufacturer in Utah several years back. I ran the raw materials warehouse and a crew of handlers. Front office was staffed with several nice lookin' ladies, most married, some not. The controller was a married woman, 40ish, 5'3", 110#'s, brunette with a really nice ass, you know...one of those "mom" asses. She wasn't a real beauty but very attractive and something about her turned my crank. Really bad! Now me....well at the time I was 40ish myself and single after booting wife number 2 out for her nasty little habit of stuffing most of my disposable income up her nose. Another story. I was something of a gym rat and at 6'2" and 225#'s with a 32" waist and 50" chest I kinda stood out. I'm a handsome guy, a little along the strong and silent type but I turned the ladies heads and I knew it. Except for Trisha....that's her name. As far as I could tell she didn't even know I was there unless she needed information about the warehouse. I had a secretary at the time. Cute little thing and more than a little naughty...okay, a lot naughty. Her and husband were my friends and both enjoyed busting my chops. She'd actually called in late once while hubby was bangin' her brains out. Anyway, she knew I had the hots for Trisha and ragged me about it. I swore her to silence but I think once too often of my taping candy bars to her office ceiling when she was dieting finally broke her vow of silence. Course I found all this out after the fact. Trishas' office was down the hall from the coffee service. A route I took a dozen times a day. I never missed a chance to glance at her when walking by. Kinda like I'd see her naked or something I guess. She was always in casual slacks or a conservative dress with her head down and nose to the proverbial grindstone. Oh well. Then one day things changed. Big time. I walked past her office on the way to coffee and she looked up, smiled and said "Hi". First time ever. I was floored and could only manage a "Hi" back to her and moved on my way. What an idiot. Next day, same thing...only this time she was wearing a nice silk button up blouse and showing a tad of cleavage. I had a hard time looking her in the eye but managed a "good morning" and a smile while trying not to drool. Then she did the incredible...she told me we needed to have a strategy meeting about the upcoming physical inventory and when would I have time to do so? Turned out she would come to my office in an hour. Now, my office has two escapes, one directly to the warehouse and the other through my secretarys' office. Trisha came through my secretarys' office with an armload of spreadsheets and we began our strategy meeting while my secretary stood behind her with this huge shit eating grin on her face. Suffice to say, Trisha (innocently enough I thought) gave me more than a generous view down her blouse while leaning over my desk reviewing "our" plan. I, however, remained seated while trying desperately not to reveal an erection hard enough to hunt with. My secretarys' apparent amusement at my discomfort was starting to piss me off and I instantly vowed to hide an open can of sardines in her desk (makes her gag uncontrollably). Little<b> witch. </font></b>Inventory started the next week and I was too busy to pay much attention to anything but. It was late afternoon Friday and things were shutting down for the weekend, leaving only myself in the warehouse chasing down variances we found. It was hotter'n hell so I had the two big receiving doors open on the off chance of a breeze when I look up and see a sight I'll never forget. Trisha is walking down the aisleway straight at me. She's wearing this filmy, all but sheer, ankle length skirt on two inch heels and a sleeveless blouse. Apparently she didn't realize she was perfectly backlit by the sun streaming in through the bay doors or she'd of worn a slip under the skirt. It's like I had x-ray vision and the closer she came the clearer I could see.....uh oh....here comes the mother of all hardons. She walks up to me, leans over and hands me the last printout of variances and asks me how much longer I'll be. All this time I'm fully aware of her perfume and I'm staring straight at her perfectly backlit crotch. I'm sweating like a preacher in a house and nursing a painful erection but I manage to mumble that I'll be leaving in a few but plan on coming in tomorrow (Saturday) morning to finish up everything prior to Monday's sign off. She puts her hand on my shoulder and thanks me then starts walking back to her office. I can't help but watch. Just as she gets to the end of the aisle, she stops, turns around, and waves. She knows......-of-a-bitch, she knew the whole time. Aw, fuck me runnin'. Saturday morning and I'm back to work. Only good thing is I'm alone and without distractions. Start the coffee pot, boot up my computer, grab the last of the printouts, pour myself a cup of "wake the fuck up" and I'm at it. An hour later I'm back for more coffee and notice there's a light on in Trishas' office. Could of swore it wasn't on when I came in. I go to turn it off and lo and behold there sits Trisha. She's in comfy looking sweats, thumping away at her computer, showing no signs what so ever of the day before and smiles as she asks how much longer I plan to stay. I lift the stack of printouts and tell her I'll be done within the hour. I give her the corrections to enter and go about my business, all the while wondering if I'd guessed wrong about the day before. Oh well. About an hour later I'm done. Thinkin' about hitting the gym to work off some of the frustration. Head back to my office to shut everything down and notice the light's off in Trishas' office so she's gone. I put the last of the printouts on her desk, clean up the coffee service and head to my office. That's odd, the light's off in my secretarys office and it looks like the light's off in my office as well. Coulda sworn I'd left them on. I walk on to my office and just as I reach for the light switch Trishas' voice stops me in my tracks. "Don't" she says. "We don't need lights", she says. I start to say something and she puts a finger to my lips and says, "This is a one time event. I'm married and have no intentions of changing that. You're a very sexy man and I'm flattered you like me but this can only happen once and nobody can ever know." Then she takes my hands and puts them on her breasts and slides them down her side to a garter belt and stockings. "Holy Shit I'm about to burst" I tell her. She laughs and I take her face in my hands and kiss her like I'll die if I don't. She falls in my arms and returns the kiss with equal passion while trying to peel my shirt off. In seconds I'm naked and my hands are all over her as I close my eyes and explore every part of her body. Small firm breasts, a slight tummy and that oh so beautiful ass. My hands roam to the front of her pelvis and she's perfectly shaved......this just gets better and better. Then she does something extraordinary...she says, "let's get the easy one done first", then she bends down and takes me in her mouth...that warm, soft, delicious vacuum of a mouth. My knees are shaking as I run my hands through her hair, down her back and around her chest to caress her tits. In moments my hips are rocking and I'm moaning that I'm cumming and she doesn't miss a beat. She's right..that was the easy one. Now I lay her back on my desk and bury my mouth in her pussy. I'm tonguing her ass, sucking her clit, burying my fingers in her pussy then in her ass. She's squirming and moaning with her hands locked in my hair and she's gloriously wet. I bring her to climax and give her only moments to recover before I start again. When she's finally sated she makes me stop and she takes me in her mouth again...like I wasn't hard already. When satisfied with what she wants, she lays back on my desk and tells me she wants to look at my eyes while we do this. Who am I to object. I start to enter her and she says, "not there...that belongs to my husband, this is for you" and she guides me into her ass. Anal on the first and only date......holy shit batman. I'm looking down to see myself moving in and out of her asshole and she moves her hands down to massage her clit then she buries as many fingers in her pussy as she can. I can't help myself and between grunts of pleasure I ask, "where in the hell did you learn to fuck like this?" She looks at me and grins and tells me "In my mind as soon as I decided I was going to fuck you." Monday and everything was back to normal...well, almost. Turns out my secretary had more of a part in the little play than I thought and she told me about it. But that's another story. I will admit that I didn't put the open can of sardines in her desk and didn't tape anymore candy bars to the ceiling of her office. Oh, and did I mention she got a raise? Heh Heh Heh |
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