I work for a small company, one of the ladies I work with is cute, and I have a thing for her. Lets call her “K”. She is the assistant to the boss, but also assists me if needed.
Let me describe her to you. She is an older lady (mid to late 40s) and has been at this company for quite a while. Standing at 5’4″ she is a petite Asian, but in quite a good shape. Her ass and hips haven’t gotten big/wide as they tend to do for some women. Her stomach is toned. Her breasts are a D cup.
While our office isn’t strict on a dress code, most people dress in a semi-formal manner. She likes wearing well fitted slacks (they really highlight her ass), and a loose shirt. Even with the loose shirt, her breasts jut out a bit. (Maybe it is her posture that causes that).
I am in my early 30s. 5’11”. Slim. I exercise daily, and like to run for 1 hour after work.
I tend to have good relations with the people I work with. I have a easy going manner and don’t talk down to people who are lower than me in the pecking order. I know she likes working with me. She use to have a lot of arguments with the previous guy who did my job. She told me he was a jerk.
Over the few months I have been here, I got to know K more. I know for instance that she has a 19 year old daughter in Uni. And that she does a two hour commute by bus in each direction. When she reaches home, she is tired and only has time for dinner and some TV. I know that her husband doesn’t like to go anywhere on the weekends and that she gets bored.
Yesterday, there was a dinner party for one of the employees who was retiring. Everyone at work attended. It was in a small restaurant that we had to ourselves. After the dinner, the booze came out, the lights dimmed, and the music started. People were enjoying themselves. Since I would be driving back I didn’t drink, I also wasn’t comfortable dancing with by clearly inebriated colleagues. I kinda stood away from the dance floor talking to some people. Waiting for the moment when it would be polite to go home.
The moment I was alone, K came up to talk to me, she had had a few. There was some conversation. We started swaying slowly in a slight dance. Being concerned, I asked her how she was going home. Was she going to take a bus at this time of the night? She told me her husband would be picking her up later. I told her she looked cute, and danced really well. She beamed at my compliment, took my hand and turned around, so I was giving her a one handed hug from behind. Now she was slowly and slightly grinding against me, getting me aroused.
As we were in the corner, and the lights were dimmed, no one was really looking at us. If they did they would see us quietly dancing like everyone else. I slowly more my hand down, and slipped it through her untucked shirt, resting it on her stomach. Her breathing changed, but she didn’t say anything. She leaned back against me and started putting force into her grinding. She could feel the cock in my pants, and seemed to like it. I started stroking her softly. Bringing the tip of my fingers up to between her breasts, and then going straight down, over her pants rubbing her pussy.
This went on for about 10 mins. Then her phone rang, her husband would be arriving in a few minutes to pick her up.
I told her I would see her tomorrow and that I would be heading home soon too. She looked kinda sad it ended the way it did. I wasn’t.
I knew that next week she and I would be traveling to another town for a couple of days to meet some suppliers. I had plans for her then. ;)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t0fnuo/an_office_skirmish
Nice please continue