Of course, Elaine and I were married... to other people. We met while working at a Romney Republican Headquarters trying to drum up the voters in town.
Instead, we drummed up a heated interest in each other.
I still think it was Elaine who got me interested in her first, although she would probably lie and say it was me.
Does it really matter?
The first actual physical contact we both agree was on the subway enroute to Republican Headquarters.
It was during the morning rush hour and the car was packed solid. The subway wasn't my normal mode of transportation -- that would have been by cab, but it was raining, and there's a premium on cabs when it rains. And so the subway -- and so I met Elaine, I mean, really met her.
I was standing in the middle of the crowded car, holding tightly to the pole for support when she was pressed up against me clutching a computer bag and oversized purse close to her body to ward off any attempts at thievery.
We nodded at one another in recognition and waited for the train to lurch forward as it left the station. The sudden start was more than Elaine had bargained for... or so I thought at the time, and she bumped up against me, her front to my back. Her thigh to my thigh... and she stayed there.
The close proximity caused me to become aroused, I mean, wisps of her hair were tickling my face and I shifted my body slightly affording her the means of gaining some space between us.
But she moved with me -- remaining plastered against my thigh.
"I'm sorry," I said.
"Me too," she replied, giving me a half smile.
We had three stops to go. My mind registered her willingness to stay close to me and what it might mean and made a decision to see how far she was willing to go.
Returning her smile, I managed to turn so that I was now facing her. This put my steely cock up against her groin. Not being a small man, I knew she felt me and gave her a 'What can you do?' look.
When she made no effort to move away, I began to hump away at her.
Surprisingly, we rode the remainder of the trip that way. I thought that she might have met me on several occasions, pushing into my hardon as I sent my hips into her, but then again, it could have been the train that caused it.
But as the train came to a stop at our station, she moved her hands to my abdomen and chest, feeling and caressing me through my dress shirt. I almost came in my pants.
We exited the train together, and waited while the other passengers disembarked and the train pulled out of the station. We were momentarily alone on the platform, and I pulled her to me and kissed her.
I kept it light, although I wanted to devour her. When we parted I saw the lust in her eyes.
"Is there somewhere?" I said before she put a finger to my lips and replied, "We'll make do at Headquarters. There must be a place."
There was.
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We started texting. Simple stuff, like: "I miss you, Kyle."
"Elaine you really look hot today."
"Really, how so?"
"Your ass looks exceptionally good in that skirt. You make it hard to act normal around here."
"Is that the only thing I am making hard?"
"Naughty girl. My dick is getting hard just thinking about you."
"I wish you could be in me right now."
"Meet me by the copiers, now."
Elaine looked around the office, saw me get up from my desk and head toward the back of the office. She knew the copy machines weren't used at this time of the day unless Romney had some special announcement to be circulated to the press.
We knew he would be announcing his Vice Presidential candidate the following morning, and that today would be a relatively quiet one, for our office.
Elaine caught my eye and nodded. A moment later she headed for the furthest copier from the door which was in a small alcove, more a closet than anything else, but a neat hiding place where we occasionally fooled around.
We had started out using the freight elevator, swapping spit during the forty or so seconds it took to go from the fourth floor to the basement and the cafeteria for our break, but the copier area afforded us a trysting area in which we could get some serious fucking around in.
I followed after assuring myself that no one had taken notice of Elaine's departure.
