"Dean, I need to tell you something," Susie said with a grin that betrayed and pretty good secret. I worked at an engineering firm and Susie was an administrative assistant there. She said, "You know Ashly over in the transportation department?" And I did. She was a little 5'2" smoke-show that wiggled around the office. She had a tight little ass, perfect tits and shoulder length brown hair. Every guy in the place wanted to fuck her. I know because we all talked about it.
And, we had all noticed the huge rock on her finger. I knew that if her fiancΓ© was really that well off, she wouldn't be working at this firm. So, I was pretty sure that one of two things were true. 1. He was marking his territory knowing she was out of his league. 2. He had a really small dick and was trying hard to make up for it. Hell, it was probably both.
"Well," Susie said conspiratorially, "She said to me that you make her... sweat, if you know what I mean."
"Me?" I said pointing to my chest.
She just laughed, nodding her head. She could barely contain herself. "She said she wants to have one more fling before they get married next month," and just looked at me. "What are you gonna do?" she said and grinned.
"Well, I'm going to start by giving her a ride to the party tonight," I said matter-of-factly.
"You HAVE to tell me what happens," Susie said.
Susie and I were friends. She wanted to fuck me bad, and I knew that. But she wasn't really my type. And I wasn't sure how she would feel getting details about me fucking someone else. So, I just said, "we'll see," and walked away to find Ashly and offer her "a ride."
Walking down the hall toward her desk I could see her sitting there typing away. "Hey Ashly," I said as I walked up.
She instantly lit up seeing it was me, "Hey Dean. What's up?" She was wearing a tight little skirt that was barely office legal with a fitted white top that made the very best of her tits. Which was the point, I am sure.
"I was wondering if you were going to the after-work party. Maybe I could give you a ride," I said with a smile.
"That would be great," she said. "See you at 5?"
"Great," I said shoving my hands in my pockets, turned and walked away.
I showed up at her desk at exactly 5. "Let's get out of here." I said with a smile.
"Definitely," she said and pushed a few strands of hair behind her ear. She stood up, then turned away from me and bent over to pick up her purse. I nearly got a hardon on the spot as she bent over. I could just make out the slightest glimpse of her red panties, which I am sure was the idea.
We chatted small talk on the way to the car. Once inside, as we left the parking lot, I opened the can. "So, Susie tells me you are getting married next month?"
"Yeah," she said without excitement.
"Aren't you supposed to be psyched? You don't sound too excited," I said and shot her a look.
"I don't know," she said. "It's a really good situation and I know he will take good care of me..." she trailed off.
"Susie also told me something else," I said letting that sit in the space between us.
"And what was that?" she said with a smirk, feigning upset.
"I think you know," I said and pulled the car into a parking lot of one of the many state beach parks near the office.
Her expression changed to one of slight defiance. "Yeah, I know," she said, and added 'what of it' with a look.
So, I cut right to it. "Look, a lot of women think they want to get wild one more time before it's all over and... you know."
"No, I'm sure of it," she said emphatically. "I know my own mind."
"Hey, I'm not doubting you," I said holding my hands up in mock surrender. "I just don't want you to have any regrets and not want to talk to me anymore or something like that."
"Come on," she said. "I wouldn't do that to you."
"Ok then. But I'd like to run a little test first," I said.