My name is Phillip and I am a married to a real bitch. So everyday I come to work with a smile on my face. I'm just so happy to be out of the house and here, where I have someone whom I enjoy talking with and being with.
Her name is Colleen and she is sweet and caring. When she came to work here, and we started talking, I wanted to spend every waking moment at work. I didn't want to go home and have to do all of the work I'm expected by my wife to do.
She expects me to work a forty-hour week and then go home every night and cook dinner, wash the clothes, pick up the trash the kids throw around the living room while she sits on her fat ass watching TV and eating bon-bons.
She is my second wife and I should have lived alone a much longer time before I decided to marry her, but she sort of forced herself into my quiet life. Along with her three kids.
I don't really mind the kids, they give me a lot of pleasure, and they are fun; they make me laugh from time to time. I'd gladly keep them if I could get rid of my bitchy wife, Rita.
I have retired from my job of forty years and since Rita decided she needed a break from the hospital, she took a job with a doctor's office for less money and lighter work. So she is now home every night bitching about all the stuff I don't do.
Well, I work forty to fifty hours a week and she bitches because I have to work overtime because she expects me to put dinner on the table every night at six.
Her two daughters are a nice site for my sore eyes. But at eighteen and twenty they are often out with their friends and so any pleasures they might give to my weary eyes are fleeting.
I've been working at a security company since I retired. Just to buy the things that Rita thinks she needs to be happy. Too bad, I'm not one of them.
Since Katrina, we have up-ed our staff because of all the empty homes in the area and new people moving around in the city.
The other day applicants started coming in and filling out applications and I was in charge of bringing them in for their interviews. One of them caught my eye. She is a sexy, brunette with rainforest green eyes.
They are the kind of eyes that take your breath away before you even see the face that holds them.
And when I finally saw the face, I felt my groin tighten. I was in love and didn't even know her name.
Three other new recruits had arrived before her. They were comprised of two men and another woman.
I had them all sign in on the log sheet and then led them to the conference room where the director would tell them about our work and the jobs that were available.
After they were gone, I glanced at the sign-in sheet to get her name. Colleen Arkins.
I prayed that she would pass all of the qualifications. I wanted to get to know her and be her friend. My groin ached for her.
I continued my work and an hour later the recruits started leaving. The last one out was Ms. (I hoped) Arkins. She smiled at me as she left and said, "I'll see you in the morning!"
My heart leapt at the thought of seeing her every day for as long as I worked here. "I look forward to it!" I called after her as she opened the door to leave.
She looked back quickly then slipped out the door.
The rest of the day flew by. It was like everything had gone smoothly and I didn't even start getting nervous, just before quitting time and having to go home to the bitch.
I figured I could put up with the bitch tonight if I was going to see the princesses in the morning.
Ms Arkins was the first to arrive for her new job. She wore a shapely dark blue suite and had her aphotic hair up in a bun.
"Good morning, isn't it a wonderful day?" she greeted me with one of her full smiles.
"It is now," I said and winked at her. I saw a hint of a blush.
I directed her to the conference room once again and soon the others who had been asked back began to arrive and I became very busy.
Before I knew it, half of the day was gone and I went to the kitchen to get my lunch.
Sitting alone at a table was Colleen. She was eating a sandwich and seemed to have a thermos with soup in it.
I got my bag lunch out of the refrigerator and asked, "Do you mind if I share your table?"
She smiled and pulled out the chair beside her. "I'd love some company. Please do!"
I already loved her smile. And those green eyes were astonishing. We talked quietly about her for the entire half hour we were allotted for lunch.
As I got up to go back to the office, she asked, " Would you mind if I ask for a desk close to yours? You're easy to talk with and I like your smile."
I smiled and said, "I would like that. I like your smile too and those haunting green eyes of yours."
The boss did give her the desk next to mine, not because she had requested it but because we were going to be working together. She was in my area. Boy, did that make me happy.
"Show her the ropes Phillip!" Show her how good you are!"
I was pleased at his confidence towards me. And that I would see and talk to Colleen every day. But it also made me a bit nervous.
I had to work closely with Colleen because I had to teach her the job. Not that that was a hard thing. She was very knowledgeable and caught on to things she didn't know very quickly.
It didn't take long for us to get really comfortable with one another. I told her about my bitchy wife and she told me about her demanding husband who only worked when he felt like it
"That's why I had to take a job!" she confided.
We soon became close friends and shared our stories every day about the night before. We both bitched about our spouse but never really talked about each other.
I was starting to have feelings for her and didn't exactly know how to convey them without scaring her away.
One afternoon after lunch I pulled her into my area and whispered, "I'd sure like to kiss you."
Colleen looked around the area and then bent and kissed me on the lips. Her tongue found its way into my mouth and my prick got so hard I was sure I was going to explode and get embarrassed. But I didn't.
"I really like talking to you Phillip. You make me feel safe and secure. I feel like I can talk to you about anything. I wish we weren't married to other people!"
That comment made my prick jerk in my shorts. I knew the implications of those words.
We started talking a lot more. And eventually the talking became flirting. She did little subtle things to get me excited.
At first, she flirted with me via sweet little remarks like, "I like that tie you have on Phillip."
Sometimes she would pull her rolling chair up to mine and whispers, "I'd sure like to know what you're thinking right now!"
I can get really hard just hearing those words because usually when she says that, I'm thinking of her naked.
All of the blouses she wears are silk and buttoned up the front. She always unbuttoned the first three buttons exposing her cleavage.
She definitely had a nice set of breasts. She has firm, thirty-four inch beasts and a skinny little waist.
I've told her all about my bitch of a wife and she tells me about her useless husband who refuses to work.
We've been working together for about three months now and we have become rather close. So close that she has taken on a dominant role in the office and often, teasingly demands that I do certain things.
We have sneaked around behind the other employees back and kissed, touched each other's private parts and our lips have come together many times.
Yesterday, I was sitting in my cubicle and she slipped into the partitions and pulled up her skirt. "Lick me, I'm horny!" she demanded.
