As I drove down the highway, I contemplated my life. I thought back to the 1970's when I was driving down a different highway on a day I will never forget.
My name is Tim Johnson and I was average in pretty much every way. Average height, average weight, average looks, even an average name! 5'11" tall, 155 pounds with brown hair and blue eyes. Cute is usually the term used to describe me by the opposite sex. At 18, I was still a virgin and not really happy about it! It's not that I had no experience with the softer sex but had not yet gone all the way (not for lack of tying!).
Little did I know, that was about to change in ways I could never have imagined! I worked for a construction company as a gopher/laborer/office boy and was returning to the office on the Friday before Christmas (which fell on Sunday this year). The office Christmas party was today and I was going to miss most of it while running my errands for the company. As I pulled off the highway towards the office, I thought of the last year spent working for company. It was a father/son operation and a good job to have while in school. What made the job enjoyable though was our secretary Linda Spinelli!
Linda was the vision of my ideal woman. Italian with olive skin and long dark hair. Her eyes so dark, they looked black. Was black really an eye color? She was tall, about 5'8" but we always looked eye to eye with the heels she wore everyday. She was 32 yrs old and unmarried but always seemed to be dating some sophisticated guy. She was curvy in all the right places! Large breasts, slim waste, nice hips and a gorgeous ass! A taller Annette Funicello for those of you old enough to know her (if not, take the time to google her). Her outgoing personality was her best feature though. Okay, maybe not her best feature, that award goes to her tits!
I arrived back at the office, aggravated that I missed the party, as I saw it was winding down! As I walked in, I saw Linda in her tight red Christmas dress holding some mistletoe. She had obviously been drinking as she held the mistletoe over my head and gave me a peck on the lips! Now Linda had always been sweet to me and I thought I had kept my lust for her hidden and our relationship would be considered friendly but professional. As she kissed me, I blushed and felt my cock harden in my pants!