You ever have that moment where you meet a woman and you just can't get her out your head? When you talk to her you notice something new you like with ever conversation! Every time she smiles at you, you can't help but find her even more attractive?
I had that, a pretty bad case of it as well. I'd not long started work at a new company where I was hired for my experience and was therefore one of the oldest people in the office at 45! The company had a pretty young vibe and there was always a lot of energy in the office.
I'd been introduced to Katy on my first day, but it wasn't until a couple of weeks later that she really started to get to me. It wasn't that I hadn't noticed she was very pretty, she was. She was also 24, in her first job and young enough to be my daughter, if I had one. So, to be honest I had it filled under not gonna happen and I just enjoyed being in the same space as her.
The weeks passed as they do and I found when I chatted to her that her eyes twinkled, her smile was warm and genuine, and I just found myself thinking about her more often. Wondering if maybe that warm smile was because I was there?
The thing is I couldn't put my finger on it, but she just had a quality that I couldn't shake. She was brunette about 5 foot 6, she had a nice slim figure with hips that just flared out beautifully giving her gorgeous curves. Her face was slightly oval, she had gorgeous dark brown eyes you could happily drown in and when she smiled her face shone and I found her dimples cute! As a leg man I loved the days she wore a short skirt or dress into the office. However, she had this pair of trousers that just curved around her arse and to be honest if you weren't looking as she walked away you must have been dead!
She was one of those girls that I am sure loads of guys ignore she wasn't a barbie doll type, she didn't flaunt herself and while she was pretty she wasn't one of those girls that made you look twice and then walk into traffic cause you were staring so hard. She was very cute, very pretty and the more you noticed her the more you wanted to.
As you do in offices you chat when there are quiet moments, go for coffees and the occasional drinks and every interaction I had with her just made me initially like her more but over time I started to want her more.
I remember the moment vividly when I realised that I didn't care if she was 24, I just saw her as a woman that I was strongly attracted to. She had come into the office dressed in her own words like a schoolteacher. She had worn a nice sleeveless black top and a pleated below knee skirt, with high heels. I think she had her first big client meeting that day. Anyway, there was a bit of office banter and she said that and as she did, she twirled round in the office. As she twirled round her skirt flared out, showing a lot less leg than the short skirt she had worn the day before, but it was the way she moved, the smile on her face, her dimples and those eyes flashing amusement. She looked so alive, so sexy that it was right then I knew I wanted her.
Not that I thought I ever could!
I honestly never once had a moment when I thought about flirting with her, never considered the art of seduction, I guess I just assumed she would laugh at the old guy trying it on with the young woman. As the year turned into Autumn, I found myself having regular little chats with her on my days in the office. Each of which somehow seemed intimate and warm. Or maybe I was imagining things!
One day she was having a bad day which was in the middle of a rough week and when I took her for a coffee, she was so grateful and so appreciative of me taking the time that I found myself falling for her even more. When she hugged me and thanked me for cheering her up, I wanted to hold her in my arms and never let go.
Damn she felt good, there wasn't much to her, I could pick her up and fuck her against a wall and with that thought I went home that night and masturbated furiously thinking of Katy asking me to fuck her, except that's not what I wanted, I wanted to her to ask me to make love to her! Oh god I was getting ever so slightly obsessed.
I consoled myself by having the odd browse of her social media, especially her Instagram and while I often felt guilt doing it, I found myself beating off to her latest selfies.
A couple of weeks before the office Xmas do I was seriously considering not going and taking some extra time off and going away somewhere hot for the period The new job was going OK but I figured I could skip a party that would largely be focused on the younger staff and get some winter sun instead. Funnily enough it was my boss that talked me into going, I'd known him a few years before he asked me to come join his new team and he kinda talked me into it for the good of company moral etc.
The fact that the girls in the office had been discussing their dresses, high heels and the subject of stockings v hold-ups over the last few weeks may have also influenced my decision. I'll be honest the thought of Katy in a little black dress, with high heels and hold-ups was enough to convince me to go hell if I had a chance any night it was the Xmas do surely!
I arrived fashionably late, well actually pretty much on time but I reckon the "kids" had gotten started earlier so even though the actual party itself had not long started at 8pm as I arrived it felt like it was the back of midnight.
Dancing was in full effect and as I did a quick tour of the room, saying hi to a few people. I wasn't the only old guy there right! I was keeping one eye open for Katy and looking for my boss to make sure he saw me there. I saw her before I saw him. She just seemed to appear in front of me, a little black dress that sat mid-thigh, it flared out over her hips in gentle folds, the bodice cupped her breasts wonderfully and with a little white collar it was simultaneously the sexiest and cutest thing I had ever seen. I smiled as I saw her and before I could react, she disappeared back into the crowd of people.
"Damn it." I thought to myself and continued to walk towards the bar. Time to get a drink. The vast majority of the company I'd been told was staying at the hotel but I used some loyalty points and upgraded to a suite, I like my comforts and who knew how the night might go if it was great then Katy would be impressed if it was a bust then I had plenty of comfortable room to spend the night in.
As I turned around with my beer Grant was standing behind me, "Alright mate?"
I laughed he was a sneaky git sometimes, especially as he could hold his drink. "Yeah mate all good." We made small talk and were, I think, both just there to show face as much as anything else when one of my younger colleagues Lucy saw us at the bar and came over.
Now Lucy would be on every guys radar she is drop dead gorgeous and she was wearing a dress that looked like it had been painted on, I always enjoyed it when she hugged me her pert little breasts always felt good.
We had a chat for a bit and I just as I thought she was sure to file me under boring old bastard, make her excuses and leave she grabbed my hand and said, "Come and dance."
I let her lead me to the dance floor, I have to be honest it was wall to wall talent and the vast majority of it was young, female and sexy. I danced with Lucy for a couple of songs and was just thinking that was me done my piece when I saw Katy on the edge of the dance floor watching me. Couldn't help myself and started to put a bit more enthusiasm into the dancing. Was sure it still looked like Dad dancing to her. As I danced with Lucy, I noticed Katy walking towards me, she whispered something to Lucy who simply stepped forward, hugged me and whispered, "Have fun."
I had no idea what she was talking about but was focussed on Katy who was now dancing in the same space.
I moved a bit closer to her, "Hi," I said.
She smiled and I must admit it made me melt a fair bit. She placed an arm around my neck and pulled herself towards me, "Hi yourself."
