I have always loved women, all types of women, all shapes and sizes, all ages. I find something sexy and interesting in just about every woman that I look at. The only problem with this is that it can be very distracting on a regular basis, especially in work. My job, at the time this story took place, was quite demanding, working in the marketing division of a pharmaceutical company.
The office was very busy and my colleagues were the more senior employees, all ambitious people of both sexes in their thirties and forties. Even though I had found several of my female colleagues attractive and somewhat sexy, and enjoyed their company socially, I always had the mental fortitude to distance myself from them in a physical capacity. Besides, many of them were also happily married and very work focused also.
I had no problem keeping this mentality intact, until one day, the executive director walked into my office and introduced me to a new member of staff. Her name was Chloe and I was told that she would be working closely with me on many of my files over the next year. I was told that Chloe would eventually take over my files as I was in line for promotion. Chloe smiled at me and said hello. I smiled back. Almost instantly as I looked at her, some sort of a spark lit up inside of me.
I found Chloe to be a very interesting looking woman. She was not the stunning super model type, but an extremely attractive woman of the "girl next door" variety. She was probably a few years my junior and in her mid thirties. She had one of the sweetest faces I have ever seen, with a very peachy complexion. She was a brunette with blue eyes, a combination which I adore. Her hair was mid length and wavy. When she smiled her face lit up and her bright blue eyes sparkled.
She was fairly short, about 5ft 3ins and reasonably petite. She was wearing a skirt so I could see that she had very shapely calves and trim ankles. The other physical trait that I could hardly avoid noticing was the fact that she had really large breasts. She was wearing a business jacket over her white blouse, and her large boobs were very evident. I tried not to stare at them, but my eyes kept wandering over to them whenever she lost eye contact with me. Chloe told me that she was really looking forward to working with me, gave me another beaming smile and then left my office.
That evening, I could not take my mind off her. I was annoyed with myself as I didn't want to be in a situation where I would have a physical yearning for a female colleague. I told myself that it was just an initial crush and it would soon disappear with familiarity. Also, Chloe told me that she had two small children and I assumed that she was happily married. I myself had been divorced for over a year and in no hurry to be involved in a relationship.
The next day I was eager to get into the office. Reluctantly, I admitted to myself that this was because I was desperate to see Chloe once again. Just after I arrived into work, Chloe popped into my office. She was dressed a little more casually but still smart and wore a loose fitting sweater over her blouse. As time went on, it was evident to me that Chloe was very conscious of her large boobs and most times she would try to hide them or disguise them. However, this was not always possible in business attire.
Chloe suggested that we have coffee together and get to know each other better. I agreed and we walked across the road to Starbucks. Chloe chatted animatedly, telling me all about her professional life to date and even some personal things about her home life. I could not take my eyes off her as she talked. She was absolutely charming. Her eyes sparkled and her mouth was a thing of beauty to behold as she talked.
She would often brush her hair back with her hands as she talked and this would have the effect of pushing her boobs out forward. Her hands were beautiful and delicate and she used them a lot as she spoke. I answered her in snippets. I was captivated by her and let her do virtually all of the talking. At one point I asked her where she was living and she told me her location, explaining that she had only recently moved in as she and her husband had parted company. I offered my apologies to her and she smiled politely. Ashamedly, I was ecstatic about this piece of news.
The weeks went by and Chloe and I made a great working team. We worked extremely comfortably together and our temperaments and ideologies were very well suited. She was always upbeat and in a good mood, which I found surprising for a single mother raising two small kids virtually all alone. We would chat animatedly together every day about work and anything else that seemed interesting at the time.
During these conversations, we were often quite close to each other physically. Sometimes, I may be leaning over her at her desk, so closely that I could smell the beautiful scent of her hair, sometimes feeling it brush against me. I would look at the exposed back of her neck. It was beautiful and I had incredible urges to kiss it. If Chloe and I laughed about something she would often touch me on the arms with her hands. I loved her doing this and tried to make her laugh as often as I could.
Ashamedly, I would often look at her hugely prominent bust when she was not noticing. It was evident that she had a magnificent pair of tits to go along with that adorable face of hers. I had an unbearable craving to see those tits uncovered and exposed in the flesh and then to greedily take them into my hands and mouth and do as I wished with them. I fantasized about this constantly. Knowing that this was probably never going to happen almost drove me insane. Sometimes when we were close her tits would brush against me accidentally and I could feel an erection growing in my pants.
I sensed that there was a definite chemistry between us, but neither one of us seemed able or willing to explore the possibility of whether this attraction was actually real or just hopefully imagined. For me, the possibility of me making a complete and utter fool of myself in front of a woman that I adored prevented me from going any further. Although the "relationship" was obviously unfulfilled from my perspective, I was still happy for the time that we spent together in our wonderful working relationship and I did not want to jeopardize it.
One day, after Chloe had been in the office for about six months, the executive director called us both into his office. He told me that I would be flying out of town later in the week to the west coast to make a presentation to an important client. He then suggested that I take Chloe with me to show her the ropes and to have her network with our clientele. I nodded and said that I thought that it was an excellent idea. When we left his office, Chloe turned to me and get me a magnificent heart melting smile.
