"Delia, may you come in here for a moment?" I sighed, hating to be interrupted with what I working on. No one else would volunteer to work in the office on a Saturday so it was just myself and Ella, the office manager, in the building. Truth be told, I was trying to finish the project as soon as I could. The day was beautiful outside and I was really just wanting to sunbathe by the pool. Rising up, I smoothed my skirt and walked into Ella's office.
Ella was sitting at her desk, frowning at the computer screen. She is younger than me by about five years or so and rumors abounded around the office that she slept her way to her current position. I did my best to ignore them. Jealousy reared its ugly head sometimes, especially with a group of women. There were rumors that Ella was a lesbian, too. I did my best to ignore those rumors as well.
It wasn't as easy though. My boss is a beautiful woman, easy going, playful. Ella may run a tight ship but, for the most part, it's a pleasure to work under her. Sometimes, when my husband would be gone for business or with his friends and I got horny, it wasn't him I was fantasizing about as I rubbed my tits and teased my clit. After I orgasmed, I'd always feel a bit of shame for those fantasies, practically jumping on George's cock as soon as he walked through the door just to prove to myself how much I loved having sex with him. But, as soon as I was alone, Ella would pop back in my mind.
Ella was definitely on my mind right now. Usually, she was dressed very professionally but today, it was obvious she was going for comfort with a white tee shirt and pair of shorts. As she swiveled in her chair, her legs spread for a moment, allowing me to see right up her shorts. All I could make out was a glimpse of white lace. My breath caught for a moment and I could feel my face go flush. I looked up to see Ella smiling, as if she knew exactly the effect, she was having on me.
Leaning over her shoulder, I studiously ignored the intoxicating scent of Ella's perfume as well as the sight of her breasts, which were perfectly proportioned for her small frame, barely trapped in their lacy confines of her bra which I would have easily seen through her shirt if I wasn't purposefully looking at the monitor with all my concentration.
The problem of certain numbers not adding up correctly was easily fixed though, to be fair, would have been trickier for someone like Ella who didn't know exactly where to look. She squealed with happiness, then wrapped her arms around my shoulders and gave me a squeeze, letting go of me right before the hug became uncomfortable.
"Thanks for helping me with that, Delia." Ella said, sitting back down and starting to power off her computer. "What do you say we get the hell out of here and I buy you a drink for helping me today?"
I thought for a moment, again not looking down at my boss's tanned thighs and cute, sandal-enclosed feet. "Sure, why not. George is gone for the weekend." I replied. Ella's face lit up in a smile and she grabbed her purse as I went and powered down my computer, grabbing my purse as well.
We walked to the bar instead of taking our cars since it wasn't too far away. I'd never been to Cheyenne's before but Ella said the food was great and the drinks were cheap and you didn't have to worry about dudes hitting on you. I laughed at that last part. "Well, that's nice to know." I said, nodding in thanks as she held the door open for me.
Ella was right on all three counts. The food was delicious and a couple of drinks turned into four as she was buying and I didn't want to seem rude. "A couple more of these and I think your trying to get me drunk to take advantage of me." I said, a bit buzzed as I started on my fourth bloody Mary.
"Wouldn't that be a horrible rumor to have spread around the office." Ella replied, giggling. My eyes got big. "Yeah, I know what is said about me and no, I earned my right to be a manager." she said a bit defensively. "I didn't have to fuck anyone to get there."
I shrugged. "I never believed it anyway. I can tell you're a great manager." Ella smiled in reply, her dimples showing. "Now, the other rumor..." I said without thinking.
"What? That I'm a lesbian?" Ella asked. I nodded, then apologized for bringing it up. "There's no need to apologize." she said. "Most rumors aren't true. Some are." Ella bit her lip and looked at me with those intensely blue eyes of hers. For a moment, I was lost in those eyes. So blue, like the cloudless sky over the ocean. I caught myself, shaking my head a little to clear it.
"Thanks for the drinks but I'd better head home before I can't drive." I spoke.
Ella sighed. "Yeah, head home to my apartment to finish my laundry. Yay."
I laughed, standing up. I was a little wobbly and caught myself on the table. "Maybe I had more than I thought."
"I can drive you back to your place if you want. I'd hate to see you get a ticket."
"Um, thanks." I replied, smiling a little. Ella hurried back to the office to get her car and I gave her directions to the house. George and I lived in a rather nice neighborhood and had a huge privacy fence in the backyard as I loved to sunbathe in the nude. George didn't mind when I did that either.
"I would invite you in to hang out by the pool all day but I know you have to go home and do laundry." I said, half-jokingly as Ella pulled into the driveway.
"You serious?" Ella asked, her eyes widening.
"Sure. Why not?" I said as I opened the door.
Ella quickly exited the car and followed me inside. "Damn!" she exclaimed, stopping short. "I don't have a suit."
"That's alright." I said, about to offer her one of mine.
Ella smiled. "Oh good." she said and started stripping down right in my living room. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out as my boss removed her top and undid her bra. A nice set of tits capped with pointy, thick nipples caused me to involuntarily lick my lips. It only got worse when she lowered her shorts and thong in one movement. A cleanly shaved mound, pussy lips clearly visible cause me to shudder.
