I must admit that in my job I come into contact with a lot of women. They are usually co-workers or visitors to our office. Over time friendships are built and even when I moved office I kept in contact with a few of them. Nothing serious, just regular email, text or phone contact. I never really saw any of them in a sexual way, well that would be a lie. Because Jacqui was one of them who I saw just that way.
When I first noticed Jacqui I had been stood in the building foyer talking to a colleague when she walked in. She was wearing a raincoat, a skirt and heels and smiled as she passed me. I didn't even know who she was. All I knew was that I wanted to know who she was.
Over the next few weeks I would see her on odd occasions and then one afternoon I had to go to her office. It was clear from talking to her that we would become friends. She was however, in a relationship so I was side lined to the friend zone. It didn't matter, I still enjoyed seeing her and chatting via text and email.
The years rolled by and Jacqui and I remained friends, though there always seemed to be some sort of sexual tension between us - something I couldn't quite put my finger on. But it was there, bubbling away in the background.
I had arranged to go and see her one evening when we were both working but things got in the way and it never happened. On the Saturday morning of the same week I got an email from her asking where I'd been and why she hadn't seen me. I explained why and asked if she was working that day, she replied that she was and I said that I'd go and see her.
Half an hour later and I was sat in her office. As it was a Saturday the office was empty. Jacqui had greeted me at the office door with a big hug and a kiss that almost connected with my lips. I could feel my cock twitch.
She sat down, dressed in jeans, boots and a thin jumper I looked at her. She smiled and her green eyes glinted in the sunlight. Her mousey brown hair was pinned up and she apologised for wearing jeans. I didn't mind, it was no issue to me. Her tight jeans simply meant that I could see how shapely her bum was as she'd walked in front of me.
We spent ages talking over old times and Jacqui then said that she just had to go and get something. I watched as she got up and walked across the office and opened the door to a room that was on the left. I didn't give anything a second thought when the office door opened and out walked Jacqui.
This time she wasn't wearing jeans and boots and a jumper. Oh no, she was simply barefoot, dressed in a lacy black thong and a lacy black bra. Now my cock was twitching.
In fact I swear that she could see my cock swelling inside my trousers.
Jacqui walked over to me and bent over. She gently kissed me on the lips and then pushed her tongue inside my mouth. I could smell her perfume and my hands were now wrapped around her back. She finished kissing me and stood up.
As I watched she undid her bra and let it fall to the fall before pulling her thong down and off in one deft movement. Looking at her I could see that she was shaven and her boobs, while not big had large pink nipples.
