I'm in my thirties and have been married for almost 15 years. It all started when my husband was sent to another state for training for one month. My boss was then trying to make a hit on me. Then one day, during overtime, when only two of us were left, I was working with my computer, when he suddenly came at my back putting his hands on my shoulders then proceeded to caress my breast with both of his hands and started to kiss my nape. I was surprised and I felt numbed and didn't know what to do but I felt aroused and excited and didn't do anything to stop him. This continued until a security man came and he was forced to stop. Funny thing though is that I longed for it and I knew that he still did not have enough. At lunch break, he invited me to go out for lunch. Although I had my suspicions, I accepted his invitation. After having lunch, he told me that we're just going to a place to pick-up something. To my surprise, we ended up in a hotel room. He then started kissing me. I asked him to stop because we were both married.
I guess I'd had the hots for my boss, Mr. Sharp, for a very long time, but I knew he was married, and so I'd never done anything about it. I also had a policy of at least trying to keep work and sex separate, although in the past I had a co-worker who I was fuck-buddies with, before I met my boss. Now my husband and I do have an open relationship, but still, most of our encounters with others, we share together. Somehow, I just couldn't see myself explaining that to my boss, or even seeing him in bed with another man, much less my own husband! And so my fantasies about Mr. Sharp, my boss, stayed just that, fantasies! One day I was in the bookkeeping room doing some filing. It is also the room with all our office copy machines, and as I filed, people would come and go using the copiers. At one point, I was on the other side of some file cabinets, and in walked Mr. Sharp and another male co-worker and they were talking. Neither man knew I was there, and I kept it that way, as the topic they were discussing was sex, and their wives!
The one guy, Terry, said something about how his wife hardly ever gave him oral sex any more, and Mr. Sharp just chuckled and told him that his wife hadn't done that for him in well over a year now! The topic then shifted to public sex; with both men agreeing that neither of their wives would even consider it, much less do it! It then got quiet for a minute, and then came a confession from Mr. Sharp, that really surprised the hell out of me! Mr. Sharp was telling Terry that his marriage was probably over anyway, as he and his wife even slept in separate bedrooms now, and had been for over eight months! Terry asked him if that meant that he hadn't had sex for eight months now, and Mr. Sharp responded, telling him it was more like closer to a year since he'd last had sex! A year! I personally couldn't even imagine going without sex for a month or two, but a year! It was right after that the two men left, and I was again alone in the room. Waiting a minute or two, I went straight to my office because my panties were positively soaking wet from my pussy!
I was so turned on, that I had trouble concentrating the rest of the day that day, and Mr. Sharp popping into my office with questions certainly didn't help either. By the time I got home that night, I was so horny my sister thought I was nuts making her hang up the phone early, just so I could hurry up and get naked in bed with Scott. (Of course she didn't know that part!) Once in bed, Scott immediately knew something was up. So as we lay there, me stroking his hard cock, and him fingering my wet pussy, I told him the whole story! We were both getting really worked up, but Scott's two word response really threw me off guard. "Donna, just fuck him" was all he said, and so I had to ask him why he was bring so cruel about another man's situation? Scott laughed, and told me that he really meant I should fuck him, and that I had his permission. Now since we'd first married, he'd known I had a "thing" for other men, but this suggestion even took me by surprise!
I asked him to explain, and Scott even went so far as outlining a plan where I would accidentally be working late the same night I knew Mr. Sharp would, and that I simply use my female charms, and seduce him! I asked him if he was serious, and he quickly pointed out how hard the cock I was holding right then was, and then he rolled on top of me as I spread my legs open, penetrated me, and started fucking me! Before he stopped talking though and really started slamming his hard cock in and out of my very wet pussy, he added one last thing. Afterwards, I was to come right home and tell him every single juicy detail! God, I love my husband! I didn't want to just chance springing things on Mr. Sharp though, and facing possible rejection, so I took things one step at a time. So I started flirting and giving him glimpses of my 36DD tits. Sometimes I wore clothing a little too suggestive for the office, but not enough to get me into any trouble. Then there were the lunches, and accidentally brushing against him as we walked, and other lots of other little things women do, to hopefully show they have an interest in a man.
I felt it was all working too, as he was a lot more attentive than ever and he was also in and out of my office a hell of a lot more than ever before. No one ever walked into another person's office without knocking first, but more and more Mr. Sharp was doing that to me, and often catching me bent over while filing, and getting a rather nice shot of my now panty-less clad ass! That to me was the number one indicator that he was possibly primed and ready, as I mostly wore thong panties anyway, which really meant that he was seeing most of my bare ass anyway. I never scolded him, and he never said anything about me not scolding him! I now felt the time was right, and so all I had to do was wait. I wanted to wait for a night he would be working late, and then I would be working a little overtime, myself! A little after five, when I knew Mr. Sharp really was staying, I called Scott and let him know I was working late on a special project that night, and that was all that was said by either of us. After all, we both already knew the real reason I was going to be "working late"!
It was almost two hours later though, before the entire office was deserted. Mr. Sharp had no idea I was still there, as our individual offices are on opposite ends of the floor we worked on, but I knew he was still there having checked and seen his light on, and even heard his voice as he was on the phone. As soon as I was really sure everyone else was gone, I locked my office door, stood and took off my blouse and bra. I then put my blouse back on and started to pull my thong off too, but then thought better of it. Most men I know love to strip a woman's panties off during foreplay. I also knew Mr. Sharp had seen my thong and ass before, and I knew it had excited him, and so, I decided to keep them on at least for now! Leaving my office, I walked over to his and started to knock, when I realized he was again on the phone. It didn't sound like a happy conversation either and I quickly figured out he was talking to his wife. I honestly hoped this wasn't going to put a damper on what might happen, but at the same time, I thought that just maybe it would be the final push he needed to make this happen!
I heard him slam the phone down and then I waited. I waited a good five minutes, wanting to give him a chance to calm down a bit, and then I knocked. I'm sure he wasn't surprised someone would be knocking on his door at that hour, because a lot of us often worked late or came in very early. We were all on salary on my floor, and so no one really cared how much overtime any of us worked. I heard him say to come in and so I did. Mr. Sharp is an assistant director, and so he has one of those large, executive type offices, complete with the big oak desk and executive chair. It has one private bathroom and a huge soft couch, and a couple of big plush chairs. As soon as I stepped in, I saw him perk up right away and he said my name (Donna) and asked what I was still doing here. As I stepped in and the office door shut, I locked it, trying to be a sneaky as possible and hoping he hadn't noticed! Apparently he hadn't since he started talking right away. Mr. Sharp was sitting on his big couch, a bottle of bourbon on the little table next to one end, and a glass that was less than half full, indicating he'd already had at least part of one drink.
