I was working for Colorado Board if Pardons as a case file examiner when a new executive secretary was hired. Shelley was in her late 20's, a mix of Korean and Mexican blood, and absolutely stunning. She was 5'3" tall with olive skin, brown eyes and black hair down to her shoulders. She had an athletic body with 34 D tits, a flat stomach, perfectly shaped ass and beautiful toned legs. One more thing that stood out were her perfectly manicured nails on her hand and feet. And if this wasn't enough, she was a confident, super intelligent woman that exuded sex appeal.
I met her at the coffee pot and as soon as we introduced ourselves to each other, we immediately hit it off. She was well spoken and funny and had a way of talking that just pulled you in. Over the next year we started meeting for breaks, then started going to lunch.
Shelley was married. I eventually met her husband Jim, who was almost 20 years older than her and seemed to treat her like a queen. I would have loved to try and get intimate with Shelley, but I made sure to keep our relationship platonic as I enjoyed her company and didn't want to ruin it. She never told me directly but I could detect something was missing in her marriage. I also thought I was lucky because Jim didn't appear to be the jealous type that would stop my friendship with his wife.
One day at lunch Shelley asked, "You never tell me about the girls you date. Are you serious with anyone?"
I replied, "I date, but didn't think you'd want to hear about them."
Shelley asked, "What's the perfect girl for you?"
I replied, without thinking, "Someone like you: funny, thoughtful, super attractive and sexy."
Shelley, after a few awkward moments of silence, asked, "Why haven't you made any passes at me?"
I said, "1. You're a co-worker. 2. I don't want to ruin our time together. 3. HR. 4. You're married...do you want me to go on?"
Shelley smiled and said, "You're a good guy. I'm usually hit on all the time and wanted to know why you're not attracted to me."
I said, "You ARE crazy if you think I'm not attracted to you. But I don't want to mess up our friendship."
That ended the conversation, but now more than ever I suspected she wasn't happy at home.
We continued to have lunch together several times a month and now part of our get togethers included a greeting and parting hug and a kiss (away from work) and a little more flirting. I had started dating a girl named Becky, but we were both taking it slow. Shelley had learned about Becky and had even met her once when she picked me up from work. I couldn't be sure, but I think they were both jealous of one another, but I hadn't done anything to cause this that I knew of.
New Year's Day was fast approaching and I got a call on my cellphone from Shelley.
She asked, "Do you and Becky have plans for New Year's Eve?"
I told her, "We haven't really talked about it. What's up?"
Shelley said, "We just bought a new hot tub and were wondering if you and Becky want to come over for dinner, drinks and hot tubbing on New Year's Eve?"
I said, "That sounds great. Let me get back to you."
When I called and approached Becky with the idea she immediately was pissed off. Becky said, "You just want to be around Shelley because you've got a crush on her. Fuck you! Go spend it with her yourself!"
I wasn't expecting this outburst, so I hung up. I didn't know what had prompted this reaction, so I went to bed a little pissed and confused.
The next day at work Shelley stepped into my office and asked, "Did you talk to Becky about New Year's Eve?"
I didn't know what to say, so I just told her the truth. "Becky got pissed because of your offer. She told me to go spend it with you and without her. I think she's jealous of you."
Shelley was surprised at her reaction, especially because we had truly only gotten to be friends.
Shelley said, "I'm sorry if I had anything to do with screwing up your plans with Becky. But you should still come over and spend it with me. I mean, us, if you don't have plans."
As far as I was concerned, spending time in a hot tub with Shelley (and her husband) or spending a ton of money to go clubbing on New Year's Eve was no contest. I accepted her invitation.
The next evening I was at home when the doorbell rang. I answered the door and there was Becky. I invited her in. Becky proceeded to apologize for her little outburst.
Becky said, "The way you and Shelley act around each other obviously shows you like her and she's into you."
I asked Becky, "Did I do something inappropriate in front of you with her? Holy shit, you've only met her once!"
Becky replied, "No, but you never look at me the way you look at her." Then she started crying. I didn't know what to do, so I took her in my arms and held her. She leaned into me and quickly we were kissing while her hand slipped into the sweat pants I was wearing and found my quickly swelling cock. Becky bent down and started licking my cock before moving down my lap to get on her knees. She looked up at me as she swallowed my seven inches of hard dick.
As Becky sucked me off, she was fondling my balls. She paused long enough to take my balls into her mouth and then was taking my hard cock throat deep. At the same time she she drooled on to her hand and then slipped her middle finger into my asshole. I exploded in a massive orgasm and blew a pent-up load of cum into her mouth. Without missing a beat she swallowed it all.
She looked at me while licking her lips and said, "I'll bet Shelley wouldn't do that."
I was amazed, in an instant Becky had brought her up after giving me a world class blowjob. I was pissed that Becky had done it seemingly thinking about how I'd react about Shelley.