It's not like this was out of the blue. I've seen it coming for a long time. I just didn't really think it would actually happen, ya know? Ok. Back to the beginning -- almost 3 years ago now.
Sherri is the boss' wife, but more than that, she's also part-owner of this company. From the first time we met, there seemed to be a spark of some sort, but I shrugged it off, thinking it must have been wishful thinking. She's rather young to be partial owner of a company, and her marriage seems to be a business arrangement. They stay together as a formality, and because of their daughter, but things have never been good with her husband. It doesn't even seem to bother him when she's flirtatious with the guys around the office. Maybe he's just accepted that she's going to fool around, but he needs her because she's the brain behind the business. I don't know. I don't think anything has ever happened as a result of all that flirtation. Well, at least not until now.
Fridays are usually sort of a "dress down" day for everybody other than Sherri. She comes to work dressed as usual, playing the part of the rich and sexy young executive. This past Friday, she seemed to be on the prowl more than normal. As I said, nothing has ever happened before because nobody has ever had the guts to respond to her flirting, even if just to see how serious she might be. But we work together fairly often, and she has often flaunted herself at me -- the way she walks when she knows I'm looking; teasing me often with quick glimpses of her beautiful cleavage; the little smiles here and there; bending over to tease me with that hot little ass. You get the picture. She's hot and she knows it. But being the part-owner of the company and wife of the other owner, she enjoys the power and intimidation she has over people. Well, this past Friday as I was saying, she seemed to be a little more aggressive than normal, and it showed in her outfit. She wore a tight skirt that ended about 4 inches above the knee and displayed a generous amount of her well-toned legs. Above that was a tight-fitting short-sleeved sweater meant to accentuate those wonderful breasts. She works hard at the gym, and is proud enough to show off the results. I've often dreamed of what she looks like under those sexy outfits of hers, never dreaming that I'd ever really find out. Well, Friday, between the outfit and her teasing, I decided it was time to finally press the issue. I couldn't take it. So when she asked me to stay after work to go over some reports with her, I began to come up with a plan. I didn't know how, but I had to find out if she was just a cock-tease or if she actually wanted me half as much as she was making me want her.
So 5:00 came along and the place was quickly deserted, everyone else being eager to get the weekend underway. Sherri came back to my office and sat on the desk next to me and we chatted for a while about the reports and what impact they would have on the meeting coming up the following week. After a few minutes, we decided to get down to business. Sherri turned her back to me and leaned over to spread out the reports on my desk. As she did, her sweater slid up, exposing a little of her firm abs, and giving me a tantalizing view of those breasts hanging down. I couldn't take any more. "The hell with it," I thought, "even if she's a bitch and fires me for this, I have to know how those breasts would feel in my hands." So I stepped forward and quickly slid my hands along her abs and then up under her sweater. When they found their destination, I was surprised to find no bra there, only those perfect breasts filling up my hands. She hesitated and froze for a second, and I thought I'd soon be looking for new employment. But then she closed her eyes and moaning quietly, stood up and leaned back against me. I knew right then that this was exactly what she wanted to happen tonight.
