"So the moving coordinator was at the office today." Diane mentioned as she causally stirred her drink. I looked up from the paper I was reading and studied my wife. I could tell she had something she wanted to discuss with me.
"Oh yeah?" I waited for Diane to continue.
"Yeah. It was a woman; her name was Beverly, and she was there to give me quote on moving all those cubes and stuff. I got the distinct impression that she was checking me out." Diane was trying to sound casual but I could tell that she was intrigued by this woman.
Now I was intrigued as well. She was dressed as she usually was, in jeans and a low cut tee shirt and then a light sweater over that. She was wearing a gold necklace that drew one's eyes irresistibly to her cleavage. Diane worked hard in the gym and her efforts had resulted in a fantastic figure. She was particularly proud of her "girls" as she referred to them, and liked to show them off. And with that in mind, Diane had good taste in clothes, always looking sexy and alluring yet professional.
"And so what happened with her that has resulted in this?" I grinned pointing at Diane's nipples which were now noticeably hard. Diane blushed and smiled at me.
"She looked me up and down and then the entire time I was showing her around the place and she kept staring at my chest. When we were finished she shook my hand and put her other one over mine as well. She wasn't wearing a ring." Diane finished and set her drink down. She looked up at me and tried to stifle a smile that was threatening to take over her face. I grinned at my wife.
"Well it is obvious that you enjoyed the attention huh? Is she coming back? You should get her phone number."
"Actually I am supposed to meet her early next week so she can go over the quote with me. What do you think?" Diane looked at me hopefully.
I got up and crossed the room to stand behind my wife. I leaned over and nuzzled her neck biting gently on her earlobe. "I think you should go with the flow baby." I whispered. "Have some fun with her if she is agreeable. Then bring her home..." I reached around and pinched Diane's nipples feeling how hard and extended they were. Diane moaned low under her breath and closed her eyes laying her head back against my shoulder.
"I am so in love with you Barry." Diane whispered.
"I know baby. I love you too."
The rest of the week went by without a word about Beverly. Tuesday morning arrived and I noted that Diane took a little extra time getting ready for work. I smiled to myself as Diane sat primping in front of the mirror. She had laid out her clothes selection for the day, a short beige skirt that fit her perfectly, a cream colored blouse made of a satiny material that accented her nipples when she was excited, thigh high stockings that showed off her tanned legs, and finally a beige pair of heels, ankle straps of course.
Diane finished her makeup and got dressed. It was all I could do not to take her in my arms and ravish her right there. Buckling her watch Diane kissed me goodbye and promised to be home in time for supper, of which it was my turn to prepare. I could only imagine what the afternoon's activities would hold.
Diane breezed thru the workday with her usual calm professionalism, taking care of this and that and putting out the various fires that cropped up and were her specialty. Diane glanced at her watch and sighed. It was four o'clock. Beverly was supposed to be here at 4:30. Diane thought about Beverly for a moment. Beverly was an attractive woman, perhaps 5'07" tall, probably in her mid forties, but fit, with long dark hair, nice figure, and maybe just a little extra weight. She carried herself well and had an infectious smile. Diane smiled to herself as she remembered how obviously Beverly had assessed Diane at their last meeting. "We shall see what happens this afternoon." Diane thought to herself. The phone rang bringing Diane out of her reverie.
"Hi Diane! Beverly here. I am just calling to let you know traffic is a bitch and I am running a little late. I should be there by five though. Will that be a problem for you?"
"No not at all Beverly. I have some work to do anyway." Diane hung up the phone and sighed. She was hoping to be done by five and on her way home but now, well, that seemed unlikely.
Five o'clock rolled around and everyone started filtering out, some pausing for goodbyes and some not. Everyone liked Diane; she just had that kind of personality. I was indeed a very lucky fellow to have landed her. In any event about five minutes after the hour the phone buzzed again. It was Beverly in the main lobby. Diane pushed the button admitting Beverly to the building. Now it was just Beverly and Diane all to themselves.