Evenings were Eric's favorite time of the day. The smells of the restaurant next to his office would increase, as more customers would pour in to sample the Italian fare there. It always made him hungry.
He looked down at the account he was working on, and sighed. It was the account of a flower shop, and the owner decided to use a professional CPA firm to handle their books. They were in a mess! He had to track numerous transactions and adjust them to put the money in the correct accounts. He was only half finished, and it needed to be done by the end of the week. He figured that the four days would be enough time to fix it.
6:30 rolled around, and Eric put away the ledger and closed shop for the night. He told Sherry, his secretary to knock off and go home.
Sherry was a nice girl. She was about 5'4", with brown hair and eyes, with thick glasses and a beautiful face. She was slender, and her chest was modest. She was a whiz at keeping him on schedule, and she always made sure that he was on time for any meeting with his clients.
"I think she's due for a raise," he said to himself as he watched her go out the door. "I'll check on it tomorrow.
Eric collected his coat and briefcase. He took one last look around to make sure everything was put away, and left.
He decided to take a small walk before going home. The day had been stressful, and he wanted to clear his head before he saw Angela and Jennifer. Then he felt his cock shiver.
He sighed. Anytime he thought of either of those two women he would get a hard-on. Indeed, it was happening, and Eric sighed at the inevitability of it. Ever since he and Angela moved here in June he had been one big hard-on. Those two were enough to drive a man insane from just their looks!
Eric had not been paying attention to his surroundings when he rounded the corner into the underground parking garage, and slammed hard into someone. The force knocked over the other person. It was Sherry.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Eric said to her. "I wasn't paying attention! Are you all right?"
"Yes," Sherry said as he helped her to her feet. "No harm done."
Eric looked at her appraisingly as he helped her up. She was wearing a tan skirt that just came down to mid-thigh, and her blouse was somewhat tight. Her panties flashed for a moment from between her legs as she struggled to get up.
"Where were you going?" Eric asked.
"I was heading home," she said. "My car decided not to work, so I decided to take the bus. Well, the last one left a half hour ago, so I then decided to walk it."
"Where do you live?"
"Over on State Street, about three miles from here."
"That's a good sized walk! Would you like a ride home?"
Sherry considered for a moment. "OK," she finally said. "Thanks. I really appreciate it."
"No problem," Eric said, "it's right on my way home."
"Oh, that's good. I didn't want to put you out"
Eric led her over to his car, and opened the door for her. She backed in, and then swung her legs in. This movement hiked her skirt up a bit. She appeared not to notice. He closed the door and got in on the driver's side.
The traffic looked light as Eric pulled out on to the road. Sherry had rolled down the window and was enjoying the breeze. Eric looked over and saw that the air had caused sherry's nipples to harden, pushing against the fabric of her bra and blouse. Her eyes were closed, and she was smiling at the feeling of the breeze on her face and body. He saw her hands were smoothing the fabric of her blouse, and then they were heading for her thighs.
Eric tore his eyes away from the sight and paid attention to the traffic. All he needed was to have an accident. His secretary was distracting him with her movements.
In no time, he found State Street and turned left, following Sherry's directions. She pointed to her house, and Eric pulled into the driveway. Eric shifted into park.
"Thanks for the ride, boss," Sherry said, smiling. "Anytime," he said. "Look, you have my cell number. Call me if you need a ride tomorrow morning."
"I will." She was getting out, then stopped. "Eric, would you like to come in for a drink? I mean, it's the least I could do to repay you."
Eric's mind went into overdrive. "I guess I could use something to drink," he said.
"Great! Come on, then."
Eric turned off the car and got out. He followed behind Sherry to her front door, enjoying the sight of her swaying hips as she moved. She got to the door and unlocked it. She then opened the door and motioned for him to come inside.