I have been admiring this woman for about six months, ever since I've started working there. I worked for a law firm as a private investigator. Her name was Pam, short for Pamela, and she was a paralegal. She was probably in her late 40's early 50's. She stood about 5'3"-5'4" tall, jet black hair, brown eyes, sharp pointy nose, and squared jaw. She was on the slim side but had meat in the right places, like her thighs, hips and ass, with long legs, a flat stomach and some nice perky breasts between a B or C cup.
She called me into her office to talk about a case I was working on. I sat down in one of the chairs in front of her desk and she was questioning me about the case. She got up and came around in front of the desk closer to me. She was wearing this mini blue sweater, barely coving her breasts, over this white silk satin camisole top with lace at the top. Looked more like a top a woman would wear to bed. The top was tucked inside her almost mini red and blue plaid skirt. The skirt stopped two to three inches above her knees, covered by her black satin thigh high hosiery. The skirt was so short, if she spins around fast enough it would reveal her upper thighs and ass.
She was asking me questions but I could barely concentrate as I was admiring her figure. Wondering if she had any underwear on and if so what color. I thought about picking her up over the desk and pull her panties down and take her into my mouth. Just as I was thinking about my tongue swirling inside her hole, I snapped back and she says, "thank you! I'll email you if I need anything else."
"Sure, no problem," I muttered back and got up to leave.
Just before I walked out the door she said, "a couple of us are going out for drinks after work. You're welcome to join us." I said thanks and that I would pass because I had some work to catch up on.
Later, around 4:30 in the afternoon, I was sitting in my office working on a report before I left for the weekend. She poked her head in, and with an Eastern European accent, she asked if I was sure I did not want to come to have a few drinks. I lifted up my head and reassured her that I was good and thank her for the invite. She said ok and left. I thought about it for a second and decided to join them. I finished my report, got up and grabbed my vest and ran out toward the elevator.
They had already gotten there with drinks in hand by the time I arrived at the bar. There were three of them, the two women sitting on a stool at the bar and one guy standing behind them. I got behind the guy and touched him on his shoulder and he turned around to notice me and we gave each other a manly dap and hug. His name was Sam and worked in finance. Pam heard the noise and turned around to see me and said, "Aye, you came!" I gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek. She then introduced me to Lisa. Lisa is another paralegal. She had blonde hair, pretty face, fair skin, big breasts and a fat ass for a white girl. One I would not mind poking around once in a while. Unfortunately, she was married. There was no poking around for me.