It was break time and I was walking down the hall to the men's room and as I walked by an open storeroom door in the dimly lit passage I heard "Gene ...?"
I backpedaled a couple feet and looked in. There was Chris, one of the women in the marketing department. It was obvious that she was putting away some marketing materials and she was just a little flushed from the effort. As I turned she was walking towards the door. "Yes?" I said. "Oh, Gene! Could you give me a hand with a couple of these boxes? They are just a little too heavy for me." She was almost panting from the exercise.
Chris is an "older woman", which means she is younger than I am, nicely rounded here and there with breasts that don't appear to be sagging much. Her butt is nicely firm and watching her walk by can be quite enjoyable. Especially if she thinks someone is watching!
I said "Sure, which ones?" as I walked in the door. "Here's one of them" she said, closing the door and pointing to a box that was behind it. "I would like it up there" indicating a shelf that was about head-high for me but probably nearly out of reach for her.
I grabbed the first one, bounced it on my knee and pushed it up onto the shelf.
"My, you are strong!" Chris said.
I thought, "Flattery will get you anything you want. I wonder what it is you want?"
I squatted down and picked up the second box. It was a bit heavier than the first one. I grunted and quickly changed my grip so I could push it up from underneath, and started lifting it up to the shelf.
"Let me help" Chris said, as she stepped between me and the shelves and started pushing up on the bottom of the box.
Her back was against me and just as I finished sliding the box onto the shelf and lowered my arms she turned around, dropped her arms down around my neck, and gave me a big kiss! Actually started seducing would be a better description! Before I could adjust to what was happening her tongue was probing into my mouth and she was grinding her warm soft body against me.
I quickly reciprocated and pulled her tight to me. I reached down and put my hands under her firm, round butt cheeks, and lifted her feet from the floor. Wow! Could she kiss! My cock was trying to get out of my jockey's, and I was breathing hard.
She drew back and I relaxed a little and I let her down the few inches to stand on the floor.
"That was fun!" she said. Her hand slid down to my crotch and lightly grasped the hardness of my erection through my pants. "How about a quickie BJ?" she asked as she rubbed my hot pecker slowly and lightly. "Ummm hmmm ..." was all I could say. I was finding it impossible to maintain my image as the suave, experienced, unflappable older man.
She continued to stroke and squeeze my turgid maleness as she found my zipper and slid it slowly down to open up my fly. My cock was fighting to get out and pushed a big tent of jockey shorts out through my fly.
Chris slowly slid her hand into my pants and slid the waistband of my shorts down over my cock until it was under my balls, and my cock and balls jumped right out of my pants.
"Umm ... What a magnificent cock!" she said, as she slowly ran her fingers up and down it. Not quite stroking it, almost tickling it, and it was getting even harder, if that was possible!
"Ohh, it is getting bigger?" she squealed. "I like big, hard cocks in my mouth!" and she put her hand gently around it and started slowly pumping it, back and forth.
