My name is Mark. I am a Executive in a small technology company. This is a story about how one of my long-term fantasies involving a co-worker recently came to life.
I had been working at the small company for a number of years. Over my time there I had developed a number of friendships with my female co-workers but nothing ever eventuated due to the fact that I was a happily married man. A lot of the other employees I worked with were hot young things straight out of college. I would spend many a lunch break sitting eating my sandwich ogling over the eye candy that walked in and out of the lunch room. I especially enjoyed their tight pants and skirts that looked more appropriate for a dance floor than a workplace. For years I flirted with many of them, making sexy little jokes and innuendos, with them feeling safe in the fact that I was a married man. Little did they know of the many sessions I spent alone at home, living out sexual scenarios in my mind as I jerked off. All the time, thinking of their gorgeous bodies and what I would do to them if given half a chance.
One of the young employees in particular, stood out as a regular in my fantasies. Her name was Laney. Like me, Laney was also married. She had only recently returned to work from having a baby. Laney was drop dead gorgeous. She was about 5, 7 with shoulder length brunette hair. She still retained some of her post baby curves, but in my mind they made her even more sexy and womanly. She had a pretty face and very alluring eyes. Laney's ass was amazing. All the more accentuated by the short skirts that she wore. They also showed off her shapely tanned legs. But by far, her best attributes, were her fantastic tits. They were large and shapely without being overwhelming or looking fake. These were the all-natural type and far larger than any I had ever touched or sucked before. The months spent breast feeding had only added to their size and shape, making them even more desirable in my mind. I felt myself drawn to them and whenever I had the chance to look without getting caught, I would stare at their wondrous shape. I would imagine what they would look like in the flesh if I could release them from the confines of the top that Laney was wearing. I would grow hard at the thought of sucking from her breast and watching as the breast milk spurted out. A few times, Laney actually caught me looking, lost in my fantasies, but she simply grinned as my face grew red from embarrassment.
Over the years, Laney and I became very good friends. Both of us lived in the same neighborhood and eventually decided to carpool together to save on the cost of fuel as we both had to travel quite a distance to get to work. The trip to and from work took around one hour and this gave us the opportunity to talk about business and our lives outside of work. It was lots of fun. Far more entertaining than the dull trip alone. We would share stories and jokes and it provided us with the chance to relax on our journey to and from work. Not to mention, it also provided me with the opportunity to ogle Laney and her shapely curves as she sat beside me.
As the trips clocked up, so too did the sharing of more intimate details about ourselves and our sex lives with our respective spouses. Initially, it was just little things that would be dropped into conversations. Things like her mentioning that she and her husband had had sex the night before and so on. But eventually, the conversations became more and more revealing, all the time fuelling the fantasies that I was using in my jerk off sessions at home. The day she told me that she shaved her pussy made me hard as a rock and I couldn't wait to get home and jerk off as I dreamt of running my tongue up her bald, tasty and wet slit.
At the time, one of my favorite fantasies involved the two of us on the way home from work. I would regularly beat off to this little scenario whenever I was home alone.
