It was a crisp spring day, a bank holiday day off for most people including my husband Dave who had a well paid job in finance.
For me it was a working day at the large estate agents, I was a secretary in the commercial department my boss Justin was on the verge of securing a deal that would be one of the largest ever for the company.
He needed me to finalise the paperwork today ready for presentation to our client the following day, our office was on the first floor, the residential department had the ground floor and as they were not at work today the outer doors were locked once we were both inside.
I was forty five at the time, married for twenty years and apart from one drunken episode with Dave and our friend Pete I had not strayed. Odd fumbles at parties had happened but never anything more despite a few opportunities.
Me and Dave had a good sex life, fantasy played a part in our stimulation we both seemed to enjoy the thought of other mens cocks inside me and our experience with Pete never seemed to dim in our memories.
I had worked for Justin for about five years, he was a good looking young man and I was flattered to see him cast appreciative glances my way sometimes. The previous Christmas we had exchanged a seasonal kiss and I noticed his lips lingered a couple of seconds longer than was usual in these exchanges.
He seemed a bit unsettled all morning but we got on with the documents and in late morning we had almost finished, I looked up to see his eyes fixed on my chest. I had removed my jacket earlier and as I glanced down I could see the obvious cause of his gaze, due to the cool weather my nipples were denting the front of my white blouse.
He got up from his chair at the other side of the desk and came round to my side, he was standing behind me when he spoke "Jane ever since that kiss at Christmas I can't stop thinking about you and I can't stop wanting to kiss you again" his breath was close to my ear and then I felt him press his lips gently against the back of my neck.
That is a very sensitive area for me but I remained motionless, uncertain about where this was headed. He turned my swivel chair so that we faced one another, his head dipped towards me and he kissed me ever so gently on my lips.
Goodness me I was flattered! I responded and pressed my lips to his as he kissed me for a second time. He was lifting me to my feet so our bodies pressed together, his hands on my shoulders mine on his hips. "I want you Jane" he whispered.
Our lips met again, this time more relaxed and his tongue entered my mouth teasing the tip of mine in darting motions which were really arousing. His hands began to drop to my breasts and I could sense the blood rushing to my already engorged nipples, his fingers brushed across them making me gasp.