This is a story about what could happen if two flirtatious friends from work go for a walk in the park.
Ninety seconds
"I feel like a walk in the park, want to come with me?"
"Yes, I would really like that!"
"It will be quiet there; maybe we can even hold hands."
"As long as my wife doesn't find out."
"No worry, I won't make you do anything you don't want".
"Ha, ha! Maybe I will try to see what I can do with you!"
"You can try, but let's stay with a hug. And leave it at that!"
"I'll take it. And I'll take whatever else I can get. How much time will you give me for the hug?"
"How about a minute?"
"I would like at least two!"
At the park they argued a bit about the time while they walked. In the end they agreed on ninety seconds since she did not want to get herself, or him, into any trouble. It was going to be their first real hug after all, with maybe a kiss or two. But that would have to be it.
Maybe she should never have accepted that dare while texting. When texting it all seemed so distant. They were both married after all. Yes, she liked him a lot and she was well aware he liked her. He had been clear enough in some of the other texting sessions. If she gave him more time he would cop a quick feel for sure! Not that she would really mind if she was honest with herself. If he did, maybe she would do it right back!
As they walked they realised the park was quite empty, and soon enough they were holding hands. While walking they quite openly talked about their lives, desire for affection, some of the emptiness in their marriages. And they both time and time again hinted at their mutual attraction.
"I am calling the dare" he announced after a while.
"How about behind that big tree over there."
"Ninety seconds?"
"Yes, and that's it!"
"I'll see what I can do! If I go too far just say "stop". Ok?"
"Ok! Should I worry?"
"I don't think so."
Once sheltered behind the tree they turned to face each other and moved closer. Solitude and attraction were doing its job while they looked at each other, too nervous to start. To calm her nerves she started gently moving her hand up and down his chest. Not to be outdone he reached out and put his hands on her hips. On the left side his hand found her warm silk skin because her shirt had become undone. For a whole indecisive minute or more they just stood there, gently touching and keeping eye contact..
To both of them it felt so natural doing this, it was lovingly normal, as if they knew one another intimately. What neither realised was that the action of touching while so close helped synchronize their feelings and emotions. It also fanned the low flame of desire that had started while they walked holding hands. It was flaring up rapidly without their conscious brains noticing it.
What should have been a warning was the fact he had to reach into his pants pocket with his free hand to relief the pressure from his hardening member. She looked in his eyes and was happy they were going to embrace, that her work friend could hold her, touch her, hug her, and be creative. Yes, she admitted to herself that she hoped he would kiss her, but not much more. After all they were just work friends who liked to flirt a bit too much, intimate friends in a way with frequent daring word play and the occasional touching.
She had even fantasized about him a few times when playing with her vibrator. So yes, she liked the idea of being held by him, maybe kissed on her lips, or have her ears nibbled. But she was confident that would be all there was to it and 90 seconds was all she was going to give him! She was ready! Holding both his hands she nodded at him and closed her eyes.
90 seconds
Gently his lips touched hers while his arms went around her. She put her hands on his hips and pulled hi closer. Gently he probed with his tongue, he was a great kisser, so she opened her lips tentatively. Somehow rapidly the intensity of his kiss increased and she just went along. Quickly they were kissing hotly, he with great insistence, letting his hands wander. Within 8 seconds his right hand was grabbing her bum and his left hand cupping her breast. For a second or two she was shocked and surprised and wanted to protest.