I was working as a senior manager in the marketing department for a large telecoms business. It was a busy role with lots of projects and a team to manage. I reported to the Marketing Director, a woman, who was technically good at marketing but a disaster when it came to managing people, so I was often called upon to sort out staff issues.
Fortunately the company had a good HR - Human Resources - department so I would get them involved to help me resolve problems, many of which emanated from the Marketing Director. The senior managers in HR recognised that the Director was pretty useless at people management, but she was rated for her marketing expertise by the company's directors so we had to find solutions that kept everyone happy.
The HR Director, Jill, and I had numerous meetings to address the issues and we got on well. She was a mid forties married woman, intelligent with a sharp sense of humour. She was quite a curvy lady, attractive, medium height and dressed well for her size. I sensed quite quickly that she was a little flirty with me, but only when we were alone and I didn't see her act in a similar way with any other members of staff.
The night of the Christmas office party, we had all had a few to drink and she was even more flirtatious than usual, but was sober enough to take care not to be too forward in front of others. However when I found myself stood next to her at the bar where the lighting was subdued, I did feel her hand stroking my thigh while she was being very cheeky, telling me that she felt there was a darker side to me that she would be interested to discover. Before we could take the discussion further, others joined us at the bar and the moment was lost, but throughout the rest of the evening she flashed smiles at me and kissed me warmly on the cheek as we all went home.
Early in January, there was an industry awards event, where the great and the good and senior folk from the leading telecoms companies gathered to wine, dine and celebrate their successes. Our company took a couple of tables at the black tie event and I was invited along, as were the senior managers from other departments.
We travelled to the hotel in a number of cars which picked us up from our homes in rotation en-route to the venue. I was first to be picked up and then on to Jill's home and then we were to pick up one other.
Jill came out of her house dressed to the nines, she looked very elegant in a close fitting black dress covered with a long jacket and she was wearing black hose and high heels. Her hair and makeup had been professionally created and she looked lovely. I got out of the car and opened the door for her. She gave me a big smile and an air kiss on the cheek and told me how smart I looked in my black dinner jacket. We sat in the back together talking shop as we cruised along to the next pick up. Jill leaned into me at one point, placed her hand on my upper thigh and said,
"Well Mr Johnson, you scrub up very well don't you?".
I laughed and put my hand on her thigh and reciprocated,
"And you look pretty gorgeous yourself Mrs Brown."
She moved her hand with its bright red painted and manicured nails to mine and squeezed. She looked at me with a wink and pursed a kiss with her red lips,
"I think we might have some fun tonight," she said with a big smile.
This brought on a tightening of the area within the crotch of my trousers and I found myself wondering what might happen if I pushed this further.
We picked up the last passenger and the car made its was to the hotel. There was a drinks reception before the awards dinner. As we made our way to the bar area, Jill unobtrusively took my hand and whispered in my ear,
"I hope you're going to be my companion tonight darling. I don't want you to desert me for any other ladies, you're mine tonight."
We met up with the rest of our company's entourage, enjoyed drinks and talked shop then were called for dinner. Jill took my arm and we found our tables with our names on the place settings. Jill was not initially placed next to me but she surreptitiously swapped place cards so that she was.
We sat for dinner and chatted to all our colleagues across the table. Jill's left leg was permanently pushed against my right leg and her hand stroked my knee and thigh on a number of occasions and I did the same to her. Following dinner, the awards ceremony took place and our company won a couple of the top awards so there was much merriment, celebration and drinking for the rest of the evening.
We all said our goodbyes and headed back out to our cars. We dropped our other passenger off and then headed towards Jill's place. Just as we got close, Jill whispered in my ear asking if I would come in for a drink. I asked if her husband was not at home and she said he was away on business for the week. She was very insistent so I agreed and the driver dropped us off at Jill's home.
She led me into the kitchen of her nicely furnished home and she poured wine into two glasses. I felt I had to broach the subject of her husband but before I did she spoke,
"You should know that Brian and I have an open marriage. No one at work knows of this, but he has declared himself gay and he has, shall I say, a number of friends with whom he is very close. Its convenient for us to continue to share the house for the time being."
She came over to me, squeezed my arm and leaned in and up to kiss me. I kissed her back, just lips initially which then evolved into a more passionate kiss. As we did, her hand slid down the front of my trousers and squeezed my erection.
"I think its obvious how much I fancy you," she said, "come to my bed and let's be really naughty."
She turned and I followed her up the stairs. She pointed out her husband's bedroom and led me to hers, which was a nice room, dominated by a large bed.
We kissed again, very passionately, tongues deeply exploring mouths, lips being sucked and licked and hands roaming over bodies before slowly loosening clothing.
I was as horny as hell at this point and had determined I was going to do anything she either wanted or would let me do.
I dropped to my knees ran my hands up her legs as was delighted to find she was wearing stockings and suspenders. I reached up and with my thumb and forefingers pulled her panties down to her ankles.
I knelt up again and lifted her dress, she held it up with her hands and watched me as I nuzzled my face into her crotch. She parted her legs and my nose and tongue, sought out her pussy. She was nicely trimmed and my tongue enjoyed the drips of nectar that was on her hair. She put her hand behind my head and pushed my face against her and my tongue parted her lips and found her hot wetness. Jill groaned loudly as my tongue explored. She was so wet and I eagerly lapped her outer lips before further exploring beneath, with all my tongue and mouth movements greeted by groan and gasps and verbal encouragement.
"I'm going to cum if you keep doing that," she moaned.
