Lisa spent the next several weeks both reminiscing and contemplating her encounter with Rod. On the one hand, she thoroughly enjoyed the experience, but on the other, she wondered what it was that she liked so much. She desperately wanted to replicate the pleasure she experienced, both physically and emotionally. Especially when she was constantly reminded of how bad her sex life was at home.
Her lame husband was a crappy fuck. Worse, he was an inconsiderate crappy fuck with a small dick.
Was it Rod's huge cock that she liked so much? It was certainly a prominent feature of her memories of the event, and one that often helped her to reach orgasm. Or was it the way he made love? He was a much better lover than her husband, not that exceeding her husband in bed would take much. Or, maybe, it was just the fact that she cheated on her husband that she liked? It did make the situation that much more intense, even though it also elicited some feelings of remorse. That guilt, however, quickly dissipated the next time she had sex with Craig, where he expertly executed the "cum-and-roll-over" technique Lisa was now so used to enduring.
One night in bed, while her husband worked furiously over her with a herky-jerky rhythm, she thought about Rod. Lisa noted to herself that Rod wasn't the first guy she'd been with that had a large dick. He was easily the largest man she'd ever fucked and was massively huge compared to Craig, but there had been other "well endowed" men before him. In fact, it was purely coincidental, perhaps wildly lucky, that Rod even had a long, thick piece of meat hanging between his muscular legs. She paused a moment to remember his legs and what hung between them, passing a hand gently into her crotch to play with her clit-though she held out little hope of cuming with Craig's off beat tempo making it hard to concentrate. It wasn't that she really "felt" him inside of her, particularly in comparison to Rod, but he kept jostling her with every off beat thrust.
She wasn't convinced that it was his size. No, it was either his skill or the fact that it wasn't her husband inside of her.
Craig pulled out, jerked his little cock, and sent a stream of stringy cum over Lisa's belly. Frustrated by not cuming again, and being left to clean up his mess while he rolled over and fell asleep, she made up her mind to find out more about why her tryst with Rod was so memorable. Of course that would require cheating on Craig again, something that didn't seem so bad as she faced the prospect of wiping his cum up while he snored loudly.
She was, in her nature, a highly analytical woman, so as she cleaned her husband's jism from her with a cloth, she thought more about the issue. How could she find a man that was good in bed? This was an unknowable fact before she had sex with him. Unknowable, that is, unless she had references. That sounded good, but would require asking around and, perhaps, stepping into another woman's relationship. She wasn't sure she wanted to do that, just yet.
Finding a normally sized guy who happened to be single, however, would be pretty easy. She could pick someone up at a bar, but that required setting aside time and the risk of being seen. She could scope someone out on the internet-a better option, but still not without risk. A guy at work? That had risk, potentially a lot of risk, but could be easily done, she figured, if she selected the right man.
She fell asleep pondering the issue.
The next day, Lisa got up and went to work as usual. When she got there, she started to walk past her direct reports and toward her office, but stopped when she noted a man pulling apart one of her employee's computers. Her employee was sitting across from the guy with her arms folded in such a way that her large breasts were pushed up to show an ample amount of cleavage in her low cut shirt. She was chatting up the technician, who was obviously looking at her big tits. It was also rather obvious that this "bothered" him, as he was bright red and kept dropping things.
"Is everything OK?" Lisa asked the girl.
"Oh, Lee, yeah, my computer's doing something funny. Felix here," she said, touching his hand, which caused him to swallow, "says that I may need a new power supply or something."
"Felix, is the hard drive OK?" she asked the technician.
"Uh, yeah, I think so," he stammered, looking awkwardly up at her.
She smiled at him, "Good, the mother board can be replaced, but the data on that hard drive would be a lot harder to recover or, I hate to say it, reproduce."
"Oh, yeah, I think we've got it," Felix said, admiring that Lisa obviously had some knowledge of what he was talking about. That, however, wasn't all he was admiring. Felix, a professed technology geek, loved Asian women. Indeed, anime was his favorite type of "art," particularly tentacle porn.
Although Lisa certainly wasn't proportioned like an anime character, she was stunningly beautiful. She was thin, but had nice hips. Her small breasts were perky and in the tight fitting top she had on, pleasantly displayed. Her long hair framed her Asian face wonderfully as it draped over her shoulders.
"Well, let me know if you have any problems," she said to both her employee and Felix.
Flirting, Felix said, "Why? Do you want to get in here and lend a hand?"
All the girls on the desk looked up, then at each other, silently commenting on the geek's brashness with their boss-someone who could get him fired in short order if she so chose.
Lisa smiled, clearly realizing that he was flirting, then said, "I was speaking to Jane."
"Oh, uh, yeah," Felix said, lowering his head into his work, "I'm sorry."
"It's OK," Lisa said, touching his shoulder lightly before walking away. As she headed to her office, she swayed her hips a little more than usual.
When she got inside, she sat down and looked blankly at her computer screen. She enjoyed that exchange. She enjoyed it a lot. The kid was, well, just a kid. And what a geek! How the hell could she have enjoyed it so much? "Fuck," she said out loud, "I'm getting wet over a nerd!"
She replayed the scene to analyze it. Here was this awkward skinny geek with an awful haircut and even worse clothing. It was obvious the girls on the floor were playing with him in a very sexual manner, but why did she jump right in, too? Sure he was brazen enough to say something to her, but he backed down instantly when she challenged him. She stopped her line of thought. "But he was a huge geek!" she announced. "Not at all the type of guy I look at. Even Craig is cooler than that kid."
She didn't know what to think, but she wanted to flirt with him again. Hell, she wanted to wrap her legs around him while he pounded his cock into her. "Stop!" she exclaimed. "You have work to do, and a lot of it. This can wait." But, whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had already made up her mind that this was going to be the first test case-second if you counted Rod.
She got down to her business and started her day. By the time she looked up again it was after one, so she stopped, rolled her head back and forth, and got up to get lunch. Walking out of her office she looked over at her staff, the girl with the computer problem was busy working at her station.
"I guess that kid fixed the problem?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah," she started, then added, "and you didn't even have to get in there with him."
All of the women laughed.
Coolly Susan looked at them all, then said, "Not funny."
"Oh, he really liked you," one of the other women chided.
Sticking out her hip and making an angry face, Lisa said, "Not funny."
All the girls giggled loudly. "Oh, whatever, I'm going to lunch," Lisa said, walking out of the department in a mock huff. The group got along really well, with humor, often of a sexual nature, used as a common bond.
After spending most of her lunch thinking about the tech geek, and finding that it made her exceptionally horny, Lisa heading back to her office. On the way, she noted that Felix was under someone's desk in a different department. Against her better judgment, but definitely in response to her inner desires, she stopped. "What the hell," she thought to herself, "I might as well start this now."
"They have you running all over the place, huh," she said, bending down at the knees so was squatting on her high heels and looking under the desk at him. She made sure that her knees were apart just enough so that he could look right up her skirt.
Looking at her from under the desk, he jerked his head up and hit it on the underside of the desk. "Shit!" he yelled, dropping his tools and grabbing his head.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Lisa said, putting her hand on his leg. "Are you OK?"
"Oh, yeah, I guess so." He was talking to her, but looking directly up her skirt, which got her surprisingly excited. She could feel herself getting wet and almost hoped that her panties would show a moist spot for him to see.
"Good. I was wondering if you could help me with a little computer problem?"
"That's my job," Felix answered with a smile, still looking directly at her underwear.
"I've been having this problem with one of my computer programs and, well, I've just been dealing with it because the other tech guys are kind of jerks. But, maybe, if you have time, you'll help me with it."
"Sure, but I probably won't be able to get to it until tomorrow. This set up is a nightmare," he said shaking his head.
