The story of the most intense, wild sex I’ve ever had.
I [33M] met Jessie* [33F] in 2015. She is what most people would call a pocket rocket in every sense of the word. 5’2, blonde, petite, boundless energy and just about always the strongest willed person in any room. I met her when we applied for the same Branch Manager position at the bank we work for. She got the role but I got an adjacent role that opened up during the recruitment process. We went off to training together at a city a few hours away from ours and while there got to know each other. We were a similar age, both relatively newly married and ambitious with our careers. Nothing happened on that trip beyond getting to know each other, some fun drinks and some light flirting but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t fantasize about what she wore under her blouse and pantsuits.
As we took up our roles we stayed in contact, venting to each other, sharing struggles and helping each other work through work problems we had. We would see each other from time to time and always had a very friendly relationship, going from handshakes to hugs and a peck on the cheek for greeting and farewell.