Lee Part 1: What Have You Taught Me
"Are you getting out of here soon?" Ian asked as he put on his coat.
"I've got a couple of emails to send out before I leave but you go ahead," Lee replied.
It had been a very long busy day and Ian never wanted to leave without her. Since they had been working together for the past 5 years, a professional friendship turned into a volcanic passion. The sexual tension had been building for awhile with both being cautiously loyal to the spouses that awaited them at home. But the fire in their present marriages had fizzled and Ian and Lee found each other discreetly connected. It seemed the more they saw of each other, the more intense things developed. Ian had placed an endless stream of sexual adventures on her plate and after 25 years of marriage and facing turning 50, he made her fire burn deep down. He was a gentleman and a sexual demon and for some strange reason, he could turn any situation into a ball of lust.
She was deeply in love with him and craved what it would be like to be a part of his life 24/7. But that wasn't going to happen anytime soon with both being married. So she had to simply settle for working together and finding the occasional time to steal away and act out the sexual desires they both grew to need with each other. There was no doubt this man could make her squirm when they found being alone after hours, but for some reason on this particular night, she had a strange feeling spinning inside.
"How about if I hang out for awhile. I think everyone is just about gone from the office and maybe we could stick around and play," he offered in his seductive tone.
"Baby, I don't have time. I need to finish this and Terry will be calling to find out when I'm coming home to fix dinner. You know how he gets."
Just the thought of having to go through that routine each night when she got home made her stomach turn but if she was late, it was a night of jealous questioning. Reluctantly, Ian agreed and against his will, he had to leave because his wife was expecting him home. As she kissed him passionately and watched him walk out the door, the strange tingle was creeping inside her.
Often when they spent time fantasizing to enhance the sex, Ian had Lee thinking about people they worked with. In particular, there was one colleague of his that he didn't like but it got him off to make Lee orgasm to a hot scenario he would put together. At times, Ian considered himself a closet cuckold seeing his lover explode to his naughty scenarios about Ray. Although Lee wasn't sure what a cuckold was, over time she realized how hot it made them both and would go with the flow.
To Lee, Ray was attractive and a typical macho type. She figured she was secretly attracted to macho guys since she was married to one. Not something she loved to have around a lot but for erotic fantasy, it made her squirm. She had confessed to Ian that Ray was handsome but only after Ian had driven her wild with naughty scenarios about him. But deep down Ian hated Ray because he was constantly going behind his back to their boss to make him look bad. Lee would often tease Ian about his jealousy of Ray just to get a rise out of him, but again it was only playful fantasy.
As Ian walked out the door, Lee wondered why she tingled with excitement. She knew she had to get work done and get home but something told her to look at her window to see what cars were still left in the parking lot. A pang of excitement struck her when she noticed that Ray's car was the only one left besides her. What a wild fantasy she could dream up for Ian the next day she thought. A minute later she was dialing his extension.
"Hi this is Ray," sounding exhausted from the end of the day.
"Well hi there Ray...this is your friend from down the hall," she flirted.
She always flirted with Ray because it made Ian jealous and to see if Ray's macho attitude would become interested in her.
"Friend huh? he snickered recognizing her playfulness right away. And what are you still doing here. I suspect your sidekick is lurking around?" he laughed.
Lee knew Ray would take any shot he could to insult Ian and she often thought he would want to nail her just to take her away from him. But her reality told her that it was just in her mind since that kind of scenario only played out in her fantasies with Ian.
"He just left and I'm finishing up some work but I thought I'd call to say hi," realizing there wasn't a good reason to call.
"Well thanks for calling, he chuckled realizing she was just toying. "I'll see you later."
When he hung up, Lee suddenly wondered what she was doing and immediately felt that rush to get home before Terry called. Just then a knock came at her door.
"Who is it?" wondering if she missed someone else's car in the parking lot.
"This is your friend from down the hall," Ray smirked as the knob on her door started to turn.
In he walked without being invited sitting himself immediately in her side chair. Although she was comfortable around Ray, the suddenly bold maneuver to sit down without being invited plus being there without Ian had her nervous. But the nerves suddenly were smothered by butterflies of sexual excitement.
"So where is your sidekick....how could he go and leave his woman alone," he teased.
"Oh Ray fuck you...he had to leave and so do I," she was demanding control of the conversation.
"Well I wouldn't fuck unless it would get me somewhere and to tell you the truth, I think you have something on your mind Lee," he was cornering her.
Lee couldn't help the suddenly fire in her belly from his stare, his directness, and the fact that they were alone. She felt her nipples begin to harden against her bra and she hoped they weren't showing.
"And by-the-way...I think you two are getting it on and that is too bad," he said in a threatening voice.
Lee tried to turn serious and professional to eliminate any clue that Ian was fucking her. If Ray got started on that, she didn't know how it could affect their working relationship not to mention it getting back home.
"Listen Ray...its been fun but I have to go so let's say good night shall we. Besides, isn't that little woman of yours expecting you," she attempted to make light of the conversation to see if he would go. She also knew he was married to a very subservient woman.
"Hey....let me just say that if you are fucking Ian, it's too bad because you are selling yourself short," he tempted me to ask.
