An Office Affair

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When she walked through the door he couldn’t help but feel her eyes upon him, so he looked up and returned the stare. She was cute, curvy in all the right places, and held a mystery behind those dark blue eyes. With a flutter of her lashes she quickly averted her eyes. He’d caught her looking and he smiled to himself. She had been checking him out. He calmed himself and remained cool, walking past her and ever so slightly looking towards her out of the corner of his eye. She was not only cute, but sexy. Her walk, the way she tried not to notice him but did; everything about this curvaceous woman was entwined in a ball of wonton desire.

He tried not to think of her, but on nights when things got a bit too lonely and his girlfriend just didn’t seem to fulfill him, he’d often imagine her in his bed. His hands brushing the soft curve of her full breasts. Then his fingers splaying over her tummy and down and around those luscious hips. It was enough to make him hard. Enough of the fantasy was there when he needed her. Her lips would wrap around his member and he’d softly whisper her name until at last his body shook and he came. He often wondered if she thought about him in the same way?

His office was right next to hers, so there was no way to avoid her. They had to work together.

He often filled his days with a few peeks of her bent over the latest project or typing at her computer. She seemed different lately; troubled? He wasn’t sure? He knew she was married and he shouldn’t delve into her personal life, but lately no ring was worn on her left hand. The changes didn’t stop there either. She’d lost weight and seemed curvier than ever. The weight loss only accentuating her figure and the low cut blouses she wore didn’t help to curb his appetite for looking.

Today like any other day the desire to have her was there. He followed her down Manavgat Escort Bayan the hall saying his usual hellos to all of the staff. His mind drifted as he watched her walk. His eyes followed the sway of her hips, then up along her back to the way her ponytail bobbed as she walked. He longed to run his fingers through it, kiss the side of her sexy neck and slide his hands under her shirt to cup her breasts from behind. He shook his head to clear the fog and quickly clasped his hands in front of him to hide his erection. Damn. He had to get this under control. There was only one way to clear his head. He had to have her. He’d have to fuck her and he’d have one hell of a time doing those wicked, naughty things to her he’d only dreamed about. But how? How would he convince her to cross that line? How would he convince her to cheat?

He sat down at his desk in his office. His fingers poised over the home keys, he was ready to begin his report when he heard a rap on his office door. It was her. He swallowed hard. She was frowning. She was not her normal self. She didn’t even attempt a fake smile. She told him that she resented the decision he had made without her about a matter that concerned their work team in the office. She made her point without raising her voice, but the sexual tension was far too much to him to handle. He snapped. He yelled and she waved him away and started back to her office. He followed her. He continued his rant. She settled down in front of her computer, and silently began typing. He then decided it was best to calm himself and quickly walk away.

That day was spent questioning himself as he tried to do his job. Why had he reacted so vehemently towards her when she was just trying to voice her side? He worried about it all through lunch. He watched her in the lunch room as she tried to focus on her frozen Manavgat Escort dinner. She wouldn’t even meet his gaze. It was over for him. He’d never win her over now. All that lust, desire, need, want; if it had ever been there for her, it was surely gone now. As the day ended, he found himself wanting to approach her, but he didn’t know what to say. So he made his way to his truck and left without saying a thing.

While at home he sat down to watch TV and have a beer, but nothing seemed to interest him. His girlfriend tried to engage him in some conversation, but he told her he was just too tired and went to bed early. While laying in bed, he thought about her and the hurt expression that he could read all over her face. He tried to imagine every scenario that had ever gone through his head all those times he’d masturbated with her image in his mind. She was bent over his desk, she was under him on the bed, she was on top of him in the supply room, and his favorite was when she sucked him off in the stairwell. These would all fade away with time. Things would be back to normal and the fantasies would end. One thing he was sure of though; he had to apologize to her. If they were ever going to continue working peacefully together, he had to make sure they were okay.

He got to work early the next day, and luckily she had gotten there early too. The office was pretty much barren, except for the two of them. He made sure of that before he made his approach. If things went badly, he certainly didn’t want a scene. He checked the hallway one more time before he started to enter her office. There was no one. Just then he turned around and bumped right into her. They both said, “Excuse me” at the same time and she actually chuckled a bit. He took her arm and pinned her slightly in the doorway and said her name.

“Yes?” was her Escort Manavgat reply.

“I just wanted to say I’m very sorry I blew up at you yesterday. It bothered me all day and night. I’m very, very sorry.”

Her eyes fluttered as she looked up at him. He couldn’t tell what she was thinking. Was she doubting his sincerity? He leaned in closer looking into her eyes.

“I’m sorry too. I just think these things should be discussed at our team meetings. Not decided by one individual.”

“I understand that.” He found himself rubbing her shoulder and leaning in even closer. Her eyes didn’t move and she stared directly into his soul. Those beautiful blue eyes held him captive and he couldn’t control himself as his body moved in even closer and he shut the door behind them with his leg. He began kissing her passionately and he found her very responsive; returning the pressure of her lips on his. Her arms wrapping around his back. Her breathing was quickening. He undressed her quickly. His hands roaming every inch of her body until she sighed and moaned. He bent her over her desk just as he imagined. He held a firm full breast in his hand as he unzipped his pants, took out his engorged cock and slowly slid it inside her warm wetness. She gasped at first and then took him full on, matching the rhythm with her own hips. His fingers pinched and pulled her nipples and he could see her biting her bottom lip in the mirror behind her desk. It was a poor attempt at keeping herself silent for when the orgasm hit her she moaned and knocked the pencil holder and paper weight off of her desk. He pulled out as quickly as he could and came all over her round ass. He then straightened himself, grabbed some tissues to clean up his mess, kissed the small of her back, zipped up and slowly made his way to the door.


“Yes, my dear?”

“When can we do this again?”

He smiled as he crossed the room to kiss her forehead. “Get dressed. I’ll meet you outside after work. We’ll decide then.” She smiled back at him as she watched him leave and breathed a sigh of relief when he gave the thumbs up that they were still alone.

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