The company's yearend function was around the corner and I had recently split up with my girlfriend and didn't particularly feel like attending but I wanted to get out and drink and forget about her.
All my colleagues and their partners were there, looking glamorous for the event. Sadly enough there were no single ladies for me to chat with so I just mingled with the crowd. The drinks were free so of course I had a lot more than my fair share and consequently I was pretty much intoxicated.
When it came time for us to sit down for dinner I realised that I was placed across the table from a good friend and colleague and his wife Charlene so at least I had good company. We ate and chatted and really enjoyed the evening and for the first time Charlene and I really clicked and were chatting the hind legs off a donkey. At some stage her husband joined a conversation on his side of the table so I did not at first realise that he was not chatting with us anymore.
At this stage Charlene began complaining about her sex life with her husband and how routine and boring it was. I have always considered myself a good listener and listened carefully to what she had to say offering advice where possible. Somehow between all the drinks flowing freely I heard her say that she wishes she had met me a long time ago as she considered me to be very attractive and with this comment, I felt a barefoot pushing against my crotch. I looked up at her in surprise to see if it was her foot that I was feeling and locking onto her gaze I saw her blinking at me seductively. This was a total shock to me. My colleague's wife was trying to seduce me.
Charlene was nothing special to look at. She was average looking brunette with a bob hairstyle. She had smallish breasts and average sized arse. Her legs were also just average length and average build.
I was completely confused. I was offering a sympathetic ear, with no intentions of any more than a comforting conversation and Charlene has now begun flirting with me. I had never considered Charlene as more than just a friend but here an opportunity had presented itself out of the blue. Her husband Charles was more than a colleague, he had become a good friend. I can't have an affair with Charles' wife.
Being more than just a bit drunk I didn't bother stopping Charlene's advances. Her foot was back at my crotch and this time I was becoming aroused. My dick lazily began to bulge and soon I was hard as a rock. I wanted Charlene right then and there but I was too drunk to think straight and come up with a good excuse for her and I to leave the table together. She had made me very horny. The lady sitting to the side of me dropped her dessert spoon and I bent under the table to retrieve it for her and whilst under the table I glanced over at Charlene's legs. She must have known I was looking because they were wide open under the table and I got a good clear look at her moist pussy mound. I got up again with extremely naughty thoughts of what I would do to Charlene if I were alone with her.