Nancy is employed at our company as the HR director. She replaces an older man who recently retired. She takes care of our benefits and manages all company policies. She is a definite improvement to him and a lot more interesting.
She is a petite brunette about 30 years old and always an enticing distraction to work. She usually wears a short skirt with a satin blouse. Three-inch heels with shiny taupe pantyhose are the norm for her. Her makeup is perfect and she always presents a professional appearance during work hours.
We eventually started a friendship at the plant and I would come to her office every few weeks and she would visit me on the production floor. We talked about various issues in the company and even our private lives. We've become very comfortable with each other eventually sharing some of our more intimate thoughts.
She used to take her one-hour lunch with various people from the company but usually with a man or two. During holidays or celebrations, she would be the center of attention for the entire group. I heard rumors of her fucking most of the administrative officers and some of the engineers and salesmen. She was never seen with any of the other ladies because of her supposed reputation. I never believed the rumors but it did present some negative perceptions of her. Some people looked down on her as the company whore. I still didn't see her like that.
Her husband Steve works in the service department and is usually on the road helping customers with varying issues. I became friends with him as he needed my help on many technical issues. He is a decent guy and seems like a very good husband to Nancy. I don't think he suspected anything about his wife but he is no dummy either.
Nancy approached me one day and asked if I would be interested in contributing my ideas to a company project. It centered around company hiring along with morale and annual bonuses. I said "You really don't want my ideas about those issues."
"Yes, I do. I value your opinion more than most."
"Nobody in management wants to hear my concerns and that won't change in the near future."
Nancy sternly said "You know more about this how this company operates and how people feel about it. I think management needs to hear that."
"I'll participate as long as the ideas are presented to upper management completely unfiltered."
Nancy responded "That is my intention also." She was very convincing and I accepted the challenge. She scheduled us to work on the project for a few hours each day. She thought it may take about 4 to 6 weeks to complete the study.
We began the next day and outlined what needed to be accomplished. We spent a lot of time in her office alone. Days went by and we spent more "off time" alone meaning sharing our lunches and breaks together. The timeline was coming due and we had to put extra hours in to complete the project. We even put in a couple of Saturdays to complete the work. We had planned to submit the final draft on the coming Monday so we came in one last Saturday to polish the final results.
I unlocked the building early and turned the lights on. Nancy came in a few minutes later wearing blue jeans with a t shirt top looking fairly out of place for the office setting. I certainly liked what I saw because she was wearing regular clothes and not too concerned about her appearance.
Our personal conversations had become more intimate during the weeks together. I took a chance and pushed the boundaries that morning with Nancy. We had our chairs next to each other in front of her desk while we were editing and finalizing our study. Nancy was doing most of the typing and I would be right next to her offering suggestions to the report. She had bent forward to pick up a pen and I glanced at her backside. Her shirt had ridden up her hips and exposed the small of her back to me. She was wearing pantyhose under her jeans. I was so surprised and kept smiling from that sexy sight. During the next few minutes she finally asked if anything was wrong.
I said "No, Nancy, I can't stop thinking about your sexy backside any longer."
"What do you mean?"
I added "I noticed your pantyhose and it's literally driving me nuts."
Nancy said "Oh that, I figured you would like them."
"You figured? How did you know I had a pantyhose fetish?"
"Michelle told me."
"You talked with my wife?"
"Michelle called me a couple of weeks ago and we talked for quite a while." I was apprehensive at this point but still curious about their conversation. "Your wife wanted to know about the woman her husband was spending so much time with."
I asked "So how did that go?"
"Very well indeed, she told me a lot about you and it was all so interesting."
I was a little flustered and said "I hope she didn't tell you about anything embarrassing."
Nancy added "You don't have anything to worry about. Your secrets are safe with me, but there is one thing," and with that she opened up a desk drawer and pulled out a flat plastic package. She held it up and I realized it was a new pair of pantyhose still sealed in the package. "I'm wearing Hanes Sheer Indulgence under my pants today." I just looked at her not knowing what to say. "I need to use the restroom, I'll be right back," and left her office. I kept wondering what kind of trouble I was in with the HR department.
Nancy came back a few minutes later and handed me a small paper bag. "These are for you." I looked inside and there was the taupe pantyhose she had just been wearing. I put my hand in the bag and felt the wonderful texture of her hose. Nancy smiled so I knew we were good. Nancy said "It's ok, you can do what you want." I pulled her hose from the bag and brought them to my face and inhaled her wonderful essence. Nancy smiled and added "I want you to have these, and if you would like more, just ask."
We continued talking about our spouses and Nancy was curious about Michelle and asked how our marriage could be so strong. She heard rumors of the women I had spent time with and even "gotten in trouble." I laughed and said "My wife is the best woman any man could hope for and we both enjoy having extramarital fun with others."
Nancy admitted they were trying to start a family and were not having much success. They had been trying for quite a few months but nothing to show for it. I noticed the pictures on her desk of her husband and realized I didn't look that much different from Steve. We both had the same features and body type. An idea flashed through my mind of the possibility of me impregnating Nancy and nobody being the wiser. I shared these thoughts with Michelle later that night. Michelle admitted she was going to talk with Nancy again.
We got back to our work and needed most of the afternoon to finish. We finally completed the project about 4 pm and we felt very confident with the results. I locked the building and we both headed home to enjoy what was left of the weekend.
Our study was presented to the CEO Monday and he was very satisfied with our work. Nancy and I were summoned to his conference room and he thanked us for our ideas and rewarded both of us with a large bonus for all the effort and time spent. Afterward I suggested to Nancy "We should celebrate and go for a motorcycle ride, maybe tomorrow afternoon."
Nancy said "Sounds like fun. I've never been on one before, but I know I can trust you." I have taken many of my lovers for long rides on my sport bike and every time was very enjoyable for both. Nancy was so much different being a professional career woman from a normal factory employee. I wasn't sure if she would respond to the same things I've done with the others girls.
Tuesday was a perfect mid-summer day with warm weather and a clear sky. I brought an extra helmet for our ride and waited for Nancy at the park and ride lot. I almost lost it when she got out of her car. She was wearing tight black pants and a shiny white satin blouse. I noticed her casual shoes and the pantyhose covering her ankles. I knew my wife probably suggested what she should wear for our tryst. I helped her with the helmet and offered some suggestions on being a passenger on a motorcycle.
She was a natural at riding and caught on right away. She was hugging me tightly as we rode through the countryside. I drove to a secluded place I know and parked the bike. Nancy asked "Is this the place?"
"The place for what?" I asked.
"Where you bring your new lovers to have fun" I wondered what she was getting to.
"Michelle told me you would probably bring me here for some fun."
