I didn't take much notice of Ann at first. I mean, sure, she was a helpful and efficient colleague, but too quiet so she just didn't grab your attention.
The company I was working for was an electronics manufacturer. A small, but profitable company of around 25 employees. As Sales Manager I had responsibility for 6 staff including Ann whose husband, Steve, also worked at the company as Technical Manager. Steve and I needed to work closely on larger projects and soon became a great team.
About 6 months after I'd joined, at my suggestion, the company owner introduced Team nights out to cement a team spirit and improve morale.
It was the first time I'd met most of us the company outside work and something of an eyeopener. The younger lads showed up in Henry Lloyd and Burberry gear and one lad just out of school who'd joined us in stores turned up in full goth getup, eyeliner included and spent the evening having the piss ripped out him by the older guys in his team.
Bowling and a free bar was the theme for the night and it took no time at all for most us to sink a few pints and start talking loudly. We were split into 4 teams across 2 lanes, taking it in turns to bowl, drink and eat then bowl again. My team was doing pretty well in 2nd overall as we broke for food. I was watching the team in which Ann and Steve were playing bowl when I caught sight of Ann in profile. Fuck me! She was just wearing a blouse tucked into her jeans but her tits looked amazing! I knew Ann was about the same age as me, early-thirties, but her tits looked as full and pert as an 18 year olds. My best guess was a 34 or 36D or DD. How the hell did I miss them!
I spent quite a lot of the rest of the evening sneaking a peek and even tried a couple of brief flirty conversations with her but there was no reciprocation. Eventually I gave up and just admired while trying to figure out how she could go from someone I barely noticed to someone who looked fantastic, just by putting on a blouse and jeans instead of her working clothes. It slowly dawned on me that she didn't want to be noticed in THAT way. Thinking back her clothes of choice were almost baggy jumpers or shapeless blouses, usually trousers or very occasionally a skirt that finished well below the knees and always with tights.
The evening got drunker and later. By 1am the staff were ready throw us out if we didn't leave first. Steve was completely hammered and was leaning on Ann for support.
"Do you need some help with him?" I offered seeing it was a difficult task with Steve being quite a big lad.
"Er, no I think we're ok" Ann said shaking her head without looking at me.
"ok" I shrugged as she passed me.
We reached the taxi waiting for us outside and as I climbed in I noticed Steve was really wobbling and that Ann was struggling to direct him into the cab. I walked over offering her and hand which she gratefully accepted and together we managed to get him into the back seat. Just as we were about to close the door Steve loudly slurred
"I'm going home to make love to my be-u- ti-ful wife"
Ann and I looked at each other not quite knowing what to say. There was an awkward moment until she started laughing.
"You might need some help with that too" I said trying to sound ambiguous and not getting away with it.
Ann tapped me on the arm and just told me to behave. I waved them off and jumped back in my own cab.
On Monday morning i got in early and Steve and Ann arrived just before nine as was their practice. Ann was back to dressing in trousers and a sweater but I knew what to look for now and her tits still looked amazing to me. For the first time ever she made a point of saying 'Good morning' specifically to me rather than a general 'Hello' to the office.
I waited for her to appear in my Skype list then sent.
'well?' 'well what' 'how did you get on Friday night' 'fine thanks'
It seemed I'd misread the signals so I didn't bother to reply.
At around 3pm Ann dropped by my desk claiming to feel ill and said she was leaving for the day. She was a good employee so I agreed and offered to drop her home if Steve couldn't get away to do it. I thought nothing more of it until Steve skyped me half an hour later to ask me if I'd mind dropping a half finished proposal round to Ann at home. She'd suddenly realised that the document needed to be at the client today not tomorrow as she thought. Steve went on to explain that he couldn't spare any more time to drive the 30mins return journey and cheekily suggested that as I got paid on the deal, I should do it.
Hesitantly I agreed, another half an hour wasted was hard to justify to MD but I figured that the proposal just about did it. I grabbed the documents from Ann's desk and set off.
I'd never been to Steve and Ann's house before. It was a charming period cottage in a row of charming period cottages. I parked up and got out. By the time I reached the door Ann had opened it greeting me with a 'hello'
"Feeling any better?" I asked with a hint of friendly sarcasm.
"A little" she smiled, defensively it seemed to me.
"Here's your stuff" I said, holding out the papers.
"Ok, thanks Graham" She said taking them.
"Actually there's a couple of bits I really need to talk to you about. "
"Oh. Ok. " I realised Ann was inviting me in to her home and I felt tingles of anticipation on the back of my neck.
I followed Ann inside and into the kitchen area at the back of the house.
"Coffee?" she offered.
