Playing at Wor

As a forty-three year old blonde haired, brown eyed, married mother of two children with a 36D-24-38 figure involved in an open marriage, I work in the insurance industry.

For the past two years I've been involved with one of my colleagues who is also married, meeting him occasionally for playtime after work or at our yearly insurance conventions.

Andy has red hair, brown eyes, is five-ten, good looking, and had always been in decent shape, but was now taking better care of himself, going to the gym, running, and was in very good condition because of it.

When alone we flirted, teased, and tried to get one another worked up. A little touching, or close contact, but nothing that would draw attention from our other co-workers.

The week had been rough, meetings with clients, staff, and going over a list of new clients with our boss and trying to expand the business had taken its toll, leaving us both worn to a frazzle by early Thursday morning. We had another meeting with our boss where he pointed out a few items we'd fallen short on, but ended telling us thank you for working so hard saying he was pleased with what we'd accomplished and he was sure our hard work would bring the results the company needed. He told us he was leaving at lunch for a few days and would see us on next week, as we left his office.

Andy and I went back to our offices, crunching numbers, going over the policies we were working on, and calling the clients. Before lunch we'd sold one of the policies, and were close to selling the other, which was with a large land development company and would bring a huge boost in dividends for our business.

Andy called me, asking if I could come to his office to go over his work saying if all went well we could have the policy ready for the clients first thing in the morning.

His secretary was putting files, information packets, and paperwork on his desk when I walked in, told us good luck and left for lunch.

Andy was sitting at his desk, his coat and tie hung over the chair near him, sleeves rolled up, with a concerned look on his face as he worked at his computer, and looked up at me saying he thought he was missing something. He jumped up from his seat, asking if I would have a look and sat on the corner of his desk while I went through his work.

My coat was in my office, and I was wearing a pale blue shirt, navy blue skirt, matching shoes. My navy blue bra, matching lace panties, and blue thigh high hose completed my attire for the day and Andy complimented me on my outfit telling me, as always I was very professionally dressed, but extremely sexy.

He slid closer answering some questions I asked leaning over my shoulder and pointing out things he wasn't sure of with his other hand on my shoulder to keep his balance. When he was through answering my questions his hand was still on my shoulder and he squeezed firmly saying he wished we weren't at work.

I told him everything looks great to me, that he had nothing to worry about and that by tomorrow everything would be fine, and he needed to take a breath and relax. He agreed, but said he would relax when the paperwork was signed and the policy was sold. He hopped off his desk, when I got out of his chair, and told me thanks for the help as I walked to the door, adding that I was very sexy today.

I was thinking about his statement, wishing we weren't at work as I reached to open the door, and instead of opening it I locked it, turned around leaning against the door, asking if we weren't working today what he had in mind smiling at him standing behind his desk.

He returned my smile, saying we hadn't been together for a while, and he would like to take my clothes off and fuck me right where I stood. I grinned saying that sounds nice, and if you call the switchboard and tell them you don't want to be interrupted, we could have a little fun. I started unbuttoning my shirt as he made the call, pulling it open as I shut the blinds at the window.

We watched each other undress, hanging our clothes over a chair and I sat on his desk placed my feet on the arms of his chair, leaning back, and told him to fuck me. He started sucking my breasts flicking his tongue across my nipples, his fingers teasing my clit, and slipping in and out of my pussy making wet sounds as my orgasm built, and juices began flowing. When I lifted my hips to meet his thrusting fingers reaching the peak of my orgasm my juices puddled under me.

I slid closer to the edge, wrapping my arms around his neck telling him to fuck me and started kissing him. His engorged head pushed past the entrance sliding inside me his hard shaft thrusting deeply as we fucked. He told me he was cumming as his hot, thick, semen flooded my depths with powerful spirts, which felt wonderful.

He helped me off his desk, and we cleaned up with hand towels from his gym bag, got dressed, wiped off his desk, and I was back at my office door by the time his secretary got back.

There were maybe fifteen other people in the building that day, it was very risky, exciting, but very much fun, and had we been caught, we would have been in trouble. Are we going to do it again?

Definitely!!