Jack the production manager where I work had announced his resignation so we planned a going away party for him at the local bar. I was hoping to see the foxy secretary Joanie outside of her normal environment. I mentioned to Joanie that we were having a party at the Lucky Dollar and she said that she would try to make it. Joanie was a true babe. Long auburn hair, firm upturned tits a gorgeous ass and perfect legs. She was always well dressed, but she didn't flaunt her assets. We had flirted back and forth a few times, but she kept her distance because I was married. She was had been divorced for two years and she still seemed hurt by it.
On the night of the party, I was one of the first ones there having a drink with Jack. I knew Joanie had entered the bar, because every guy in the place turned to watch her walk in. She had gone home after work and she came back dressed to the max. She had on a dark green silk blouse that was unbuttoned enough to reveal a light blue low cut bra that could barely contain her sweet tits. Her firm ass was encased in a tight black leather skirt and she had on a pair of come fuck me high-heeled shoes. The skirt was a good eight inches above her knees and her legs looked great in the dark stockings she had on.
Joanie came up and hugged Jack. "We'll miss you," she said. Jack stammered for a minute the he said," I'll miss you, too." Joanie leaned on my arm as she swung up onto the barstool next to me. I caught a glimpse of the tops of her thigh highs as she swiveled onto the stool. "How are you doing, Jake?" she asked. "Great, Joanie. You look gorgeous," I said. "Thanks. You're lookin pretty good yourself," she breathed. As she said this, I felt her hand slide up my thigh almost to my balls. I almost jumped, but I maintained my control. Joanie leaned over close to me and said, " How are they hangin'?" I was shocked til the smell of her breath hit me. Our shy little secretary had obviously started the party a little early. The smell of Jack Daniels was overpowering.
Other people were arriving for our get together. The girls from the shop would come over to Jack and give him a hug or kiss. The guys would slap him on the back or buy him a drink. Joanie announced that she had brought a special present for Jack. She reached into her huge purse and pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels. The bottle was over half empty and I'm sure the missing contents were now busily casting aside Joanie's remaining inhibitions. I made small talk with the other people from work, but my attention was focused on Joanie. Her tits were pushing out the top of her bra and they looked perfect. They were evenly tanned, matching the deep tan of Joanie's face. As I contemplated the beauty of her tits, Joanie caught me staring and she answered my question before I could ask. "I don't have tanlines, Silly. I go to a tanning salon, so I tan nude!" My cock, which had been a little restless immediately, sprang to its full seven inches.
The other people in our group had moved to the two pool tables in the bar and were in the middle of a heated team game. I leaned over toward Joanie and I whispered in her delicate ear, "You are really hot, babe. Let's go over to your place." She smiled and said," What do you think your wife would say?" "She'd threaten to cut off my balls, but you're worth it," I said. Joanie glanced around for witnesses then she slid her hand up and softly cupped my cum laden balls. "MMM," she purred, "They feel nice and heavy. I'll bet there's a lot of nice hot sticky cum in there for me." Joanie looked into my eyes as she slid her hand up the length of my bulging hard on. "Very nice. Thick and hard. And hot." She said. "Maybe after the party you can take me home!" she smiled. With that, she stumbled over to the pool table to join the rest of our group.