[MF] She was Sexy, Geeky, Perky… Just Amazing

**INTRODUCTION**

She caught my attention as soon as I walked in to the office.

It was my first day at my new job, nearly 6 months ago now. She had long hair. Early 20s but very mature. Milk white skin. Bright blue eyes framed by the type of glasses that make you think of sexy librarians. And an even brighter smile. The kind of woman that’s so beautiful you wonder how she ended up in accounting as opposed to… whatever women that luscious normally do for day jobs. Modeling, or the equivalent.

Not only was she gorgeous in the face, her body was incredible, with perfectly round tits that stuck straight out from her perfectly postured frame. She was wearing a tight T-shirt that hugged her chest, the fabric stretched to its limits across her breasts. It would have almost been too provocative if it weren’t for her intellectual, innocent disposition.

Leanne.

Leanne was a babe, no doubt about it. But just as attractive as her body was her friendliness, her charming personality. As I got to know her, I learned she was a little bit geeky. She would quote Lord of the Rings all the time, even though I didn’t really follow. But she was a huge Tarantino film fan, like myself. She was occasionally stylish, but more often than not she’d come into the office wearing a ball cap, a loose sweatshirt and jeans. It was a look that you’d think would contradict her beauty, but she was as adorable dressed down as she was stunning dressed up.

The more I learned about her, the more I just wanted to be around her. We ended up becoming quite good friends over the next several months. At one point I could have even called her my best friend. Just friends, mind you. She was engaged. I was engaged. Unhappily engaged, but engaged nonetheless. I was communicating to my fiancé that she and I had become just roommates over the 7 years we were together, but things weren’t changing. That played a huge factor into why I fantasized about Leanne so much. But in the end it was just a fantasy that I would never act on. I had no desire to ruin my engagement or hers.

Skip ahead a few months later, I was on a work trip in Boston for a conference with other members of the department – not including Leanne. Still unhappily engaged (most of my colleagues aware of that issue), I got drunk one of the nights of the trip and made out with a coworker named Olivia. I had no idea that Olivia and I were even into each other – or compatible – but it turned out we were. Over the next several months, Olivia and I slept together a few times… a fact that Leanne somehow picked up on.

**BACKGROUND**

Leanne picked up on my guilt over the affair with Olivia. For several weeks she would often message me, asking what was wrong and why I seemed down. I didn’t want her to think I was a creep, so I blew off her questions and claimed nothing was wrong. But she was persistent, and I figured that if I could tell anyone about my infidelity, I could tell my best friend.

We went to a bar after work and I admitted everything. I spilled my guts about my unhappy relationship, my loneliness, and my affair with Olivia. But to my surprise, she already *knew*. (It was a reveal that would have caused me to do a spit-take had I had beer in my mouth at the time.) I asked her how she figured it out. The answer didn’t surprise me, Leanne was always very perceptive. She picked up on all the small micro-interactions between myself and Olivia in the office throughout the day. A shoulder touch here. A smile there. It was enough to clue her into what was happening when no one else in the office even suspected. She claimed she had been watching fairly closely for a while now.

When I asked her if she was going to tell anyone, she said my secret was safe with her. She said she knew what it was like to be in an unhappy relationship, which was news to me. She admitted she’d always secretly hated Olivia and now she hated her even more for sleeping with me. (I later learned that Olivia was also simultaneously sleeping with a different coworker and another guy. So apparently she was just fucking compatible with everyone.) Leanne also said that even though I had cheated, she still thought I was a decent guy. At the time, I was just grateful to have a friend I could talk to who didn’t judge me and my poor decisions. But apparently, Leanne was dropping a ton of hints that I was just too dense to perceive.

We talked for hours. It had gotten late. I hugged her goodbye at my car. As she turned to walk away, I spun her around and pulled her back to me so fast her glasses almost flew off. I hugged her tight again and thanked her sincerely for being a great friend and listening. She smiled – that bright smile – and said of course.

**THE LEAD UP**

The next day, I went in to work feeling a little bit lighter, happy to have a friend I could trust. Leanne was at her desk wearing a form-fitting summer dress and tall boots. Definitely no ball cap, sweatshirt and jeans that day. Her hair was up. She looked incredible. I was used to fantasizing about her, but she was putting those fantasies to shame. Strangely enough, however, she was the one who seemed a little emotionally off this day. I messaged her wondering what was wrong, and she asked if we could take a walk together during lunch. We walked for a while and made brief small talk before she suddenly stopped. I turned to her.

Her blue eyes shook. Her lips pressed together nervously. And in a gutsy move, she admitted to me that *she had romantic feelings me*, and that she had for quite a while now.

I didn’t know what to say. I was mostly shocked, slightly thrilled and probably a little confused. She stood there, super vulnerable, waiting for me to say something. I pulled her into my arms and processed everything for a moment. Maybe a moment more than I should have. Not knowing what to say, I kissed her head. I raised her chin up with my index finger, then kissed her lips. I told her I liked her too, and had for quite a while now. We kissed again, deeper this time, our tongues exploring each other for the first time. Everything went numb for a second, like an out-of-body experience.

I never expected this beautiful woman I had a crush on from day one to suddenly confess her feelings like that. She was sexy. She was intelligent. I was an amoral piece of shit. What happened?

After our lips unlocked, I told her we’d talk more about this after work. I brushed aside some hair that had fallen in front of her face and kissed her cheek. We went back to work, exchanging a few nervous smiles in those few hours, wondering what came next.

**THE GOOD STUFF**

I parked my car behind Leanne’s a short distance from the office. She got out of her car and into mine. Honestly, I was already fully hard at that point, trying to hide that fact with careful hand placement. She sat in the passenger seat, smiling as we talked briefly. Her look went from nervous to knowing as I leaned in to kiss her. I softly ran my tongue across hers and ran my hand through her hair, which she had let down – her hair tie now around her wrist.

I moved one hand from the steering wheel to her legs, slowly spreading her knees apart. She let out a moan into my mouth and and slouched down into the seat slightly, our lips never missing a beat. My hand inched its way slowly up her inner thigh up her dress to where her legs met. Her panties were completely soaked through. I pulled my mouth away from hers and gave her a surprised smile, which she countered with a seductive look through her fogged glasses. I removed them from her face and went back to kissing her hard.

I grabbed a small fistful of hair behind her head with one hand and pulled her panties to the side with the other. My finger caressed up her wet slit as my lips moved from hers down her neck and to her chest. I kissed repeatedly between her breasts as I gently played with her clitoris. She threw her head back with a content moan. My eyes met hers and she gave me a desperate look as she lowered her top to expose her bra. I reached around and unclasped it to reveal an amazing set of tits, round and perky, looking at me, excited to be touched. I sucked her firm, erect nipples and circled my fingers around her pussy opening.

She pivoted in her seat to spread her legs apart more, one knee resting on my center console – physically begging me to slip my fingers inside her. I pulled away, trailed both my hands down her sides to her hips and pulled her panties off. Her boots lifted into the air giving me a great look at that succulent pussy. I couldn’t take it anymore and told her to meet me in the back seat.

She laughed as I opened my door, hopped out and jumped into the back. She climbed over the center console to get to the back and then took off her boots and socks. I’m kind of a foot guy so I was excited to see her soft, cute feet. I thought about them pressed against the ceiling of my car as I got undressed. Before I could get my shirt off she pulled me down onto her and we made out as our bodies gyrated together. I wanted to shove my cock inside her right then, but instead I kissed my way down her body, passing her pussy altogether to kiss down and up her legs.

She let out a loud “Fuck!” when I stopped teasing her with kisses on her vulva and inner thighs… and finally licked her clit. I licked and kissed her slowly at first, just like our first kiss earlier that day. I slid my tongue down to her pussy opening and stuck my tongue in, swirling it around inside her. She grabbed the back of my hair and let out an “Oooooh”. I slid my tongue out of her and flicked her clit with my tongue which caused her legs to twitch in excitement. I went to town on her clit, licking, flitting, swirling and kissing until her thighs came together, squeezing my head like a vice. Both of her hands gripped the back of my head, and her legs shook. She screamed silently and came on my face. I could feel her pulse through her clit and I began kissing her softly in time. She shuddered each time.

I maneuvered back up on top of her and lifted her legs. While she was still reeling from the orgasm, I gently stuck the head of my cock inside her. Her previously closed eyes opened and made eye contact as I slipped out of her and stuck it back in, deeper. And then deeper again. I leaned down to suck and kiss on her neck as I established a slow rhythm in and out of her. Going all the way in until the base of my cock pushed against her outer pussy lips. Holding it pressed there firmly as we started making out passionately again for a moment. One hand squeezing her tit as the other slid behind her head.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair again as I started fucking her hard. Her hands slapped across my back and held tight as I slammed my cock into her again and again. She started screaming in pleasure as I relentlessly plowed into her, and her scream went silent as she came. Her vagina and thighs squeezing me so tight I couldn’t move in and out anymore. Her orgasm relented and as soon as her hold let up I fucked her even harder for a minute or so.

Sweating, I flipped her legs over and she instinctively got on all fours, her ass up in the air, her pussy begging for more. I smacked her ass as I dangled my cock teasingly around her clit. She let out another moan as I slid back into her. I took it slow for a bit, grabbing my cock and angling it upward for one stroke, then down for the next until I got the right reaction I was listening for. Then I grabbed her by the waste and fucked her steadily. After a minute or two she began pushing back into me until she came again, pushing back so hard I couldn’t move.

Now I was ready to come and began fucking her hard again. I grabbed her hair. The sound of my hips slapping against her ass made a clapping sound and I distinctly remember being aware that the car was really rocking. I don’t think anyone saw but if they did I was at the point where I didn’t care. The feeling of her pussy, the sight of her ass, the sound of her moaning was all I needed. I felt my orgasm coming and I let go of her hair. I squeezed her ass with both hands and came. I groaned and stayed inside her for a moment as I felt my cum still shooting into her. She let out a sigh and I slipped out of her and we sat down next to each other.

We didn’t say anything for a while. She leaned into me and I held her for what felt like a perfect moment.

**EPILOGUE**

Leanne and I fucked quite a few more times after that, even sometimes passionately having sex in the office during the workday. It was incredible while it lasted. I obviously broke off my engagement, I felt guilty. I also felt really guilty about Leanne’s fiancé, despite the fact she was unhappy. A couple of months after she and I stopped sleeping together, they called off their wedding, though they are still living together. She left her job for a closer commute, so I don’t get to see or talk to her as much as I would like.

I’m currently caught in a state between self-loathing and wanting to just act on my feelings. I know she has feelings for me – we’ve both confirmed as much through text. But we feel like entering into a relationship would start WWIII among our friends and loved ones, as it would reveal quite the scandal.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cyzsh6/mf_she_was_sexy_geeky_perky_just_amazing