It is a Friday before a long holiday weekend and the office staff is spread pretty thin. Katy, and I had a big bid that had to be finished by the end of the day.
I told everyone that the bid was going to be finished just under the wire. That Katy and I will need to stay as late to get it done. Unbeknownst to anyone, including Katy, I had it finished that morning. As far as the people coming into the office that day, they are all expected to be gone before lunch or soon after. Which means we would have the place to ourselves. I had been planning this scheme for a couple of weeks.
Since the day I started working here, a couple of months ago, Katy and I have connected on many levels. We have become fast friends. We also have become flirtatious. Some of my comments to her have been a bit racy and suggestive. I feel that she has been receptive to my flirting. She also has been a little flirt herself. I'm pretty sure it's on purpose that she wears some low-cut tops and curve hugging clothing. I know she has caught me peeking at her big beautiful breasts and her round ass.
Since it is summer time, I also like the loose and free flowing stuff she wears. I admire the way she dresses and have commented to her that I like her style. I love that she has been so casual about the whole thing.
The morning goes on, and everything is working as I planned. People are rushing around and slowly disappearing. I have kept her busy with some last minute things that needed to be finished, just to keep her unsuspecting of my ulterior motives. As planned we are the last two in the office. We of course have it finished in plenty of time, and send it off. I say to her 'Great, lets celebrate". We both are not expected to be anywhere, anytime soon and have the afternoon off. I happen to bring some beer that I stashed in the refrigerator. I suggest we have a couple to reward ourselves for getting a difficult bid done ahead of the deadline.
I tell her to meet me in the lounge. In the meantime I go make sure the front door is locked. In the lounge we will be more comfortable and there happens to be a couch. I grab a couple of beers, I pop one open and pour it into a glass for her and then one for myself. I purpose a toast "To a great colleague and friend". We clink our glasses and I sneak in "and a hot looking babe". She gives me a little grin, and smack on the shoulder.
So, we start drinking, chatting and eventually getting a little flirty. On our third beer, I offered her a neck massage and she happily accepted.
She was already sitting on the couch. So as I walked over to the couch, I quickly glance down the front of her top. I see her head tilt a little and smirk as if to say 'I know your looking at my chest'. Without missing a beat she says to me "do you like the color of my blouse", as she ran her fingers across the open neckline. This of course really draws my attention to those beautiful breasts and I say that I love that color on you.
I sit down beside her and she turns so I can massage her neck. I first begin by moving her hair off to one side. I kind of run my fingers through her hair while I am doing it. I rub my hands together to warm them. I gently put my hands on the back of her neck. As I start to move my fingers and thumbs, I feel her relax and go limp as I continued. I rub her soft skin and I lean in a little to smell her perfume. I lean in farther and whisper in her ear "you smell great, I like what you have on". As I am whispering in her ear, she sort of tilts her head. The only thing I can think of at this moment is attacking her exposed neck, but I don't. I continued to rub her neck and move a little down her shoulders. She whispers "that's nice" so I continue. As I rub and massage her shoulders, I keep opening her blouse little by little.
She then says, "do my shoulders too". So I start to rub them over the top of her blouse. She says "wait, that's no good", and she lowers her top, then her bra straps over her shoulders and halfway down her arms. At this point I have a great view and I am getting excited. I continue to rub and massage her shoulders. I noticed a little moan escaped from her lips.