"Dammit, you're doing it again!" I thought, snapping myself back to reality. "That's about the 50th time today you've done that. Keep staring at that woman and you'll go blind!" It wasn't just today either. I had been doing it for over a week, since they moved our work areas around.
Donna and I started work on the same day, 8 years ago, and had been good friends pretty much ever since. At the time, neither of us was married, but both were involved in long term live-in relationships. Basically we were work buddies. My name is Don, so we were often referred to as Don and Donna in the office, almost like a couple.
Her cubicle was now just ahead and to the right of mine, and across the aisle. I could see right in, mostly her back, but when she moved I could see the profile of her breast, and always, her legs. Damn. They were nice! Slender and well toned and tanned. I was developing a new appreciation for her.
Once she stretched and raised her arms, pushing her breasts forward. As she did, she glanced back, and I hoped she hadn't seen me staring.
Pretty much every day we would go to lunch together at one of the local shops. Since there had to be some coverage, not everyone could go at once, and we just sort of paired up at the beginning, being equally new and not part of the gang. We kidded a lot, but knowing each other's status it was all in fun.
One very cold winter day we had run across the street to the deli, and when we got there I couldn't help notice that her nipples were at attention from the cold, under the tight sweater. She caught me looking, and I said, "Wow, you got a hell of a set of knockers!"
She snorted and said, "No, but I do have nice breasts."
"Yeah and a swell pair of boobs too!"
"O GOD," she said, "and I s'pose, a great pair of tits."
"Yep, and a nice rack, to boot."
By then we were laughing hilariously, but her nips were even harder.
A few times she made remarks, teasing me, like, "Damn, I'm sore this morning! And of course I knew just what she meant.
Once she said to me, "Hey lover boy, when am I going to meet that piece of ass you're living with? I think she was curious, but things were not going that well at the time at home, and I didn't need one more complication. I had met her companion once when he picked her up. I wasn't impressed.
We bantered like that all the time, but I didn't think much about it. Well not too much. I assumed she didn't either.
That was then. Things had changed for both of us in the last six months, both relationships had broken up, and we were both alone. I knew she had dated a couple of times, and I was finally thinking about it, getting hornier by the day.
I'll admit I had thought about her a few times, but we were such good friends I didn't give it serious thought. What the hell, you don't fuck your buddy! Her attitude toward me hadn't seemed to have changed in the slightest.
One hot Friday, on a whim, I said to her, "Hey, why don't we go have a couple of cold beers after work?"
I was pretty startled when she replied, "Sure, your place or mine?"
I thought maybe she was kidding, but I figured, what the heck. I have a pool, and said, "My place if you want. We can take a swim if you like. I know there's a suit around someplace and I know you would fill it out better than she did.
"I'm not wearing her bathing suit!" she growled, "but tell you what, I'll stop home and get mine and meet you there. She knew the way, having dropped me from work a few times. "Make sure you have some cold ones ready!"
I was totally unprepared for that turn of events, but certainly not upset by it. If she didn't chicken out I had a chance at a better view of her "great pair of tits".
We both left a little early after confirming our "date", and I took a quick shower and put on my trunks when I got home. In another 15 minutes she pulled up, and came in wearing a T-shirt and shorts, but I could see she had a suit top on underneath.
As she came through the door I gave her a little kiss on the cheek in welcome, but she said, "Hey that's nice!" and responded by kissing me full on the lips. The kiss lingered for a moment, her hand on my back, then she said, "Now where's that cold one?"
I went to the fridge and got a couple of cans of Coors Lite and the two glasses I had chilled, but when I returned to her she growled, "Hey, this isn't formal, just give me the damn can!" I popped the top for her and handed it over. "Want to sit by the pool," I asked, or stay in where it's cool for a while?
Let's finish this one, then go out," she said, taking a long pull on it. "Might as well stay cool until we are ready for the pool. "Nice place you got here, better than mine. I don't have a pool."
I gave her the obligatory 30 second tour. When we stepped into each room she stood touching me lightly as she took it in. In my bedroom she went over and pressed the mattress of the king-sized bed, turning to me and saying, "Nice and firm, that would take a lot of hard use!"
I gave her a big smile - I liked the direction this was taking. I didn't want to assume too much though, after all, we were work associates.
By the time we got back to the living room we had pretty much polished off the beers. "Why don't you get us a couple more and we can move out to the pool?" she said.
When I came back she had stripped off halter and shorts, and I realized she was wearing a rather skimpy bikini. "Good thing I have a privacy fence," I thought.
Then I took a look. Damn, this woman was gorgeous! Nice, I knew, but not like that! As soon as she felt my eyes on her, her nipples crinkled up, tenting the material nicely. If I wasn't careful, I would have my own tent.
With a glowing smile, she said, "So what do you think, do I have a nice set of knockers?"
Trying not to drool, I said, Dammit Donna!! Not nice, fantastic! You've been holding out on me!"
In the office she was always wearing a bra. With nothing but the bikini top her breasts were in the same place! Full, round, and obviously, very firm!
Feeling overdressed, I pulled off my golf shirt and opened the door wall. As I let her step out, her hand ran lightly down the front of my chest. I could feel the beginning of the tent.
The sun was too hot, so we moved to the chaises in the shaded area. When I sat down, to my surprise, she sat on the same one, her hip pressing against mine. We took a few sips, and then she took some of the cold sweat from the can and flicked it on my chest.
"Hey, you bitch," I growled, and took my can and put it right in the middle of her back.
She let out with something between a gasp and shriek, and lunged forward, right against my chest. Those gorgeous tits were pressed against me, and I could feel the hard buttons pushing into me. Our faces were inches from each other.
No way out now. A hard, open-mouthed kiss followed, and when my tongue slipped through her lips, she sucked it in. We both blindly set down the cans and wrapped arms around each other. Long moments later, we separated, and I gasped, "Damn, that was pretty nice!
She looked at me and replied, "That was fucking fabulous!" I had never heard a swear word out of her mouth before.
You can't have just one of anything that good, so we kissed again, this time grinding bodies against each other. She put one hand on my thigh and let it brush against my cock. Instantly I had a rock hard erection in my trunks. She grabbed me and squeezed, making me even harder. "Why don't we go for that swim now?" she breathed in my ear, as she gave it a little lick.
I don't know who got there first, but we both jumped in, and instantly she was in my arms again. Her hand went straight to the front of my suit and started stroking. In response, I pushed her top up over her breasts, and grabbed both of them hard, kneading, fingers pressing into them. She moaned and arched her back, pressing into my hands. My fingers found the tip of one nipple, and I squeezed hard!
"AAAAHHhhh, I see you like to play rough!" she said rather breathlessly.
In an instant her hands went to my hips and she pushed my trunks down halfway to my knees. Grabbing my swollen cock she began pulling hard, giving me a rough hand job. I pulled hard on her nipple, and twisted it around, squeezing even harder.
"OOOooohh dammit Don, that's good! I like that!"
With that our mouths locked together again, lips and tongues grinding and fighting with each other. Still holding her nipple, I slid my hand down her side and undid the tie on her hip. As soon as it was loose, she turned her body so I could undo the other one, and the bikini floated free.
Putting my hand over her mound I squeezed hard, pleased to feel a little tuft of fur at the top of it. She writhed, pressing her pussy into my hand. I bent my head down, and sucked in the nipple I had been squeezing, so very hard and swollen now. Her free hand went to the back of my head and pulled me against her. Sucking her in deeper, I ground my tongue against the nipple, letting my teeth graze the tip. Then I caught it in my teeth and pulled back hard!
