Lilly had been divorced for a few years, and with her good looks and body she could attract and seduce almost any man she wanted, but her taste in men was very discriminate, and she needed a man with confidence, and stamina as her sex drive had only increased since her separation. She spent a lot of time fantasizing and then heading home, spending time reading and pleasuring herself with her collection of vibrators, dildos and her fingers.
She still went out with the girls; even fucked a few guys she had decided were worthy of her, but no one that she seriously wanted to fuck long term.
Then it happened. She had finally seen the new hire.
He had only been employed with the company for 3 months. He was hired as a purchaser and he had to deal often with the women in accounting as part of his job. As Lilly's luck would have it, he was eventually handed the job of contract services, the accounts that she was responsible for and she was looking forward to having to look at, and deal with him on a daily basis.
Lilly noticed he was about 5'10, salt and pepper hair, sort of an Anderson Cooper look to him. A little older than her, he carried himself with a confidence some might consider arrogant, but when looking into his eyes, it was more just a comfort in who he was at this stage of his life. Lilly had noticed the bulge in his pants as he tended to wear tighter casual slacks. She loved to imagine what his cock looked like. Was it thick and fat, long? Was he circumcised, and did the pre cum drip off the end, she was a slut, she loved to lick precum. Did he like getting blowjobs (her specialty), and when he fucked, what positions. She shook her head and told herself to quit it, get back to work, he was probably married anyways, although.... He did not wear a wedding ring.
Within a week of working together, they had exchanged flirtatious glances back and forth and one could see the chemistry and sexual tension starting to build, and he slowly loosened up. The company had a strict Diversity policy and sexual harassment was highly frowned upon, and in fact, just cause for dismissal, so most men were leery of joking or flirting in the workplace, yet he seemed almost oblivious to it, in fact maybe intentionally pushing the limits to see how far Lilly would go.
Lilly was the senior person in accounting and the luxury came with having her own office, total privacy when needed. Well, on one particular Friday late in the day, he came into the office with an invoice he thought should be disputed, and he boldly went behind her desk as she brought up the invoice in question. As she nervously scanned through it, she felt his hand on her shoulder as he leaned down to look closer. Was it casual, was it a message? She was not sure, but the scent of his cologne was making her moist, and she shivered a little. She looked sideways looking at the lines around his blue eyes and mouth. Damn, this is work she thought but.....
The phone rang, and he pulled back. It was her grown daughter on the phone and he went to excuse himself to allow her some privacy, but she told him to stay, but to close the door so her conversation with her daughter did not distract the other women in the outer office.
After the door was closed he returned to stand beside her and they looked at the invoice on the screen together, and as she talked to her daughter he made his move. He placed his hand over her shoulder and casually let it drop down the front of her open blouse, his hand stopping on her upper chest, just before the start of her now heaving cleavage. She stopped talking for a minute, a pause that was not lost on her daughter and Lilly quickly gave her an excuse about dropping her pen. He left his hand there and Lilly made no move to remove it, and then he slid it down, sliding his finger into the cleft between her tits.
Lilly tensed up and her eyes closed and he pushed deeper, tracing the lace on the top of her powder blue demi cut bra. He loved women that dressed sensuously and he was not going to be disappointed by Lilly.
Lilly's head rolled back, and he reached in and cupped her one breast, feeling the weight of it, rolling her thick nipple between his thumb and finger. Just as she started to moan softly, he rolled it, twisting it sideways like a rubber band causing her exquisite pain throughout her entire breast. Her hand reached up and grabbed his through her blouse and squeezed it, giving him permission to continue. He took the sign, and pulled her back, spinning her chair around, and he pushed her thighs open. Her eyes gave him a quizzical look, wondering what the hell he was up to. He knelt down on the floor, opening her legs wider and he ran his hands down her calves, slowly removing her heels. Taking her stoking feet in his hands he massaged her ankles, working his way up one calf, then the other foot, alternating, rubbing her. Slowly he worked his way up her legs, under her knees, driving her slowly mad.
Finally he made his way up her shapely thighs, and when he reached up to the top of the stockings, he found her garter, and he playfully snapped it.
She gave him a dirty look and tried hard to continue the conversation with her daughter, but he could tell her mind was now elsewhere.