I yelled at myself as I stared down at the screen. I needed to make sure she knew that we were good. I had been completely inappropriate with her that night on the phone, and then since then I had been a complete jackass in avoiding her at every possible moment, even to the point of coming in early and leaving early so as to not have to be alone with her. I hung my head. I needed to go make it right.
Standing up, I straightened up my shirt and made sure that everything looked professional before going to my door. I took a deep breath and opened it. I had heard her come in a few hours prior, so I knew that she was at her desk a few cubicles from my office. I turned the corner and stared. There she was, her back to me as she was typing on her computer. Her phone was sitting propped up on the keyboard, and she kept looking down at it, expecting a response from me. Her brown hair fell in those soft waves around her shoulders, and I could smell the floral of her perfume from where I was standing. She had on a light ocean blue/green see-through shirt with a cream tank top underneath. Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows and the shirt was tucked into her skin-tight dark denim skinny jeans. Dana pulled her hair off her shoulders around one side and made a big sigh. She went back to typing on her computer.
I didn't want to startle her, so I took the last few steps towards her cubicle and cleared my throat. Dana still jumped slightly and spun around in her chair. Her light brown eyes lit up at the sight of me and her perfectly plump, light pink natural lips curled into a smile. Her skin was more bronze than usual, obviously she had been spending some time in the sun. I could feel the sexual tension rising in me once again, but I willed it away.
"Good morning, Dana, how are you doing?" I asked, making sure to keep my voice even and controlled. I was unsuccessful however, and heard my voice crack halfway through the sentence like a pubescent adolescent boy. I shook my head as she giggled, her slim fingers making their way up to her lips. I raised an eyebrow and pursed my lips in a mock annoyed look at her giggling. But inside, my whole body came alive with that melodic giggle that I loved. I knew that she knew she had me then.
Dana placed one slender leg over the other and folded her arms across her chest. She then moved her lips into the most sexual pout I had ever seen. "I've been better, boss." She said looking up at me with those big caramel brown eyes, her bottom lip moving back into the adorable pout.
My legs began to weaken as the desire coursed through my veins. I was hopeful that no one else in the office could see the playful interaction we were having as everyone in the office knew and loved Julia and would absolutely find this interaction inappropriate for me to be having with such a beautiful female employee.
I cleared my throat. "Um, can I see you in my office?" I managed to squeak out in that young boy voice again. As soon as I asked the question, I turned on the spot and started to walk back to my office. I didn't even know if she had gotten up to follow me or not, but my feet hurriedly carried me back through my office door and to my chair which I pulled all the way up to the desk to hide any signs of sexual arousal that I was sure was already beginning. I cursed at God for not making me a woman who could hide sexual arousal easily.
It felt like several minutes, but I knew that it was just a few seconds before Dana's slim, petite figure filled my office doorway. I motioned for her to come in and shut the door behind her. Dana obliged and then took a seat at one of the two chairs that faced my desk. I could feel the heat rising in my neck and face again, and was thankful that I kept my office relatively dimly lit as I couldn't stand the standard overhead lights the building insisted on putting in every office.
Dana was looking at me, and I realized I must have been silently staring at her for several seconds without saying anything. She crossed her legs again, placing an elbow on one and her chin in her hand, looking inquisitively at me, a quirky smile on her face. I knew she knew that she tortured me with every look she gave me.
I cleared my throat again. "Hey...I uh..." I took a deep breath. "I just wanted to make sure that we are OK after the other....night." I said in a shaky voice. "Well, I wanted to make sure YOU are ok after the other night." I lifted my eyes to meet hers. It looked like there were tears welling up in her eyes and I wanted to run to her and take her in my arms and tell her it was ok.
Dana cleared her voice softly. "I'm glad you pulled me in to ask," she stated in a voice barely above a whisper. "I feel like you have been avoiding me even more than usual." A tear crept out of her eye and slid down her perfect cheek.
I gulped. "Dana, I'm sorry. I should have been a better man and spoken to you about all of this sooner and made sure you were ok. It's just, every time I am around you I can't help but think about that night and what we did, and I feel guilty..." My voice trailed off and I looked down at my desk.
I felt warmth rush through me as her fingers lightly touched my hand. She was leaning forward, which gave a clear view down her shirt of her perfectly plump breasts. I forced my eyes up to hers as my cock began to harden in my pants. "Boss, it's ok. I know that you feel guilty. I know that you love your wife. I just also want to know that we are OK." I looked up at her gentle face. She was so understanding, which made me want her even more. I wanted to leap across the desk, take her in my arms and kiss her lips.
"Dana, thank you for understanding." I turned my hand so that I was now holding her hand from across the desk. "I need to work harder to be a man, and a boss, you can trust and respect." Even as I said the words, my heart fell into my feet. I looked down again, unable to handle any hurt that could be seen on her face.
I felt movement as she pulled her hand out of mine. As I looked up, Dana was already almost around my desk, heading for me. I rolled my chair back in surprise as I turned around to face her and hit my desk. She was standing right in front of me now. My cock surged again, hardening at her perfect body standing in front of me. She sat down across my lap, her fingers running up my neck to the edges of my wavy brown hair until both of her hands were around the back of my head, fingers brushing through the curls. She pulled my face closer to hers and whispered "I do trust and respect you, boss," as she pulled her lips to mine in a sweet, sensual, tender kiss...growing more passionate the longer we held it. My cock hardened completely and I felt it press against her leg. I know she felt it too because as it hardened against her, she slipped her tongue in between my lips and my arms wrapped around her instinctively pulling her closer against me.
It felt like the kiss lasted forever, my body igniting with a flame and lustful passion it hadn't had in years. I wanted to badly to pull her shirt off and kiss all over her tits. I ran my hands down her back to her plump ass sitting so sweetly sideways across my lap. I pulled her even harder against me, my cock pushing up against my pants. I felt a smile form on her lips as she continued to kiss me, her tongue continuing to sensually explore the depths of my mouth, sending tingles all over my body.
Stop it!
I commanded myself, pulling away from her. Dana's eyes were closed as she sighed through her lips. She opened her eyes and I saw a deep love for me in her eyes. She leaned back against my arms that were still holding her to make sure she didn't slide off of my lap. She smiled at me, her eyes telling me that she understood why I had to stop. She placed her fingers against my shirted chest, tracing lightly down my chest with her fingers until they hit the top of my pants. I gulped.
"It's ok," Dana said. "I know this is wrong, but I had to kiss you at least once...to know what it feels like to taste your lips since all I've had is my imagination so far." Her voice trailed off as her fingers continued down until her hand was fondling my hard cock through my pants. "I needed to know what it feels like to touch you." She breathed a content sigh and then slid off my lap, her feet touching the floor gracefully. She stood up and smoothed out her shirt and her hair.