The Craziest Thing Ive Ever Done

My name is Nicole this is the story of the craziest thing I've done thus far. Most people who know me would not believe the story I am about to tell. In fact I have actually lived a pretty boring life up until now. I pretty much did what was expected of me... went to school, got good grades, and never got in trouble. Most people who knew me growing up would say I was a very quiet girl.

I was still a virgin when I graduated from college. I would have a lot of guys compliment me on my 'cute' face all the time but no one ever really made a move on me, it was always one of my well-shaped-in-all-the-right-places females friends that got the guy. I guess my slender body (no ass), pale skin (half Hispanic), and b cup size breasts were not the things of sexual fantasies.

Fresh out of college I went to go work at large financial firm down in Miami where I met my future husband Carlos. He was the first guy I met that made me feel extremely sexy. Things moved pretty quickly once we started dating. Before I knew it we were meeting each other's parents and going on vacations together. He proposed to me in less than a year and we were married 6 months after that.

I lost my virginity to Carlos on our wedding night. I still remember how scary and painful that first night was. I guess I really had no measure of comparison, but he really seemed pleased afterwards and I made me feel good to be doing 'it' right. The thing I really enjoyed about sex was just being close to him and knowing that he really appreciated my body.

A couple of years later, the company was hiring fresh recruits from college and I was chosen to interview one of the candidates. I was very nervous about this because I never really interviewed anyone before and I'm not sure what I should be looking for. I'm walking to the interview room scanning over the candidates resume...

"Kwame Brown.....Masters in Computer Science from MIT....MCPD certified....Strong C++ skills"

The guy sounded pretty solid on paper.

When I walked into the room I realized that I wasn't just impressed with his resume. Standing by the desk with a steel gray suit on, was a tall black man, with a slim athletic build smiling confidently at me.

"Hello, nice to meet you" he says to me. From his accent he sounded as if he had a mixture of an African and British Accent. "Nice to meet you too" I say trying to sound confident "Please sit down."

I started off the interview asking him where he was from and I found out that he was originally from Ghana and grew up in London. He came to the states to complete his Masters and was very interested in moving to and areas with 'more favorable weather conditions' as he put it.

After he was done, I mainly gave him an overview of the position role, which was a mixture of IT/Software support, and we went over some of the qualification listed on his resume. For some reason I felt at ease talking with him and I soon forgot about my nervousness. Towards the end of the interview I ask him if he had any questions for me.

"Yes, if I was your friend would you recommend this position to me?" I smile because the inside joke in the workplace is that anybody who takes a job in the IT department usually will hate their life within a few months due to the insane work hours. I decide to respond measurably. "Well the job security for this position is very high, and they are always looking for qualified people in this group."

"I see." he smiles devilishly back at me as if he has read through my lines of bullshit, but was respectful in not calling me out on it "Well, I was never one to back away from a challenge!"

I ended up giving my superiors a favorable review of him even though I didn't think my opinion meant much; but a few weeks later I see Kwame getting his workstation set up a few cubicles down from me. He was in a perfect location where I could see him walk in each morning. Every day we would look up, have a brief moment of eye contact, and smile at each other. It became almost a game to me, in my head we were both playing it...both pretending to just being innocently cordial but secretly staring as long as possible just to examine the other person. When he walked past, I would get a whiff of his cologne which quickly became my favorite scent.

One day I was in the office kitchen making some coffee and even though my face was turned to the entrance, I could just tell it was him walking in my the lovely smell of clothes. This was our first time alone together since the interview and I felt really excited. I couldn't think of anything to say, and for a moment I just froze. Finally I mustered to courage to turn around and say "So how do you like the job." He looked up from putting his lunch in the fridge and smiled. "Well, you were right about the job security." I couldn't help but laugh a little. "Well..." I say as I'm walking out, "I'm sure you will do fine, you are certainly qualified". "

From that point on, our encounters in the office kitchen became frequent coincidences that to me seemed to be the next level of our little game. He would just 'happen' to walk in when I was making coffee, and I would conveniently take a coffee break if I saw him heading to the kitchen. We would always say a few words to each other, and pretty soon the conversation became more carefree.

I never felt comfortable cracking jokes around others as my humor tends to be sarcastic and people often take it the wrong way, but he always got what I was saying and would often respond with a joke that fit perfectly on top of mine. The 'kitchen minute' became our inside joke catchphrase of these brief encounters were would have together and they were quickly becoming the highlight of my day.

So one day my boss calls me into his office and it turns out they have been very pleased with my work and offer me a promotion. Not only would I be getting a generous bump in my salary but they were going to give me a corner office in a quiet corroder at the end of the floor.

Of course, all this requires that I get to work earlier and leave work later resulting in Carlos and I not spending as much time together. I used to be able to give him sex even when I didn't feel like it and still manage to appear into it, but with my increasing workload it got to the point that just laying there while he did his business became a chore. I couldn't even fake satisfaction and started to resent sex with him; it didn't take long for him to notice.

It's amazing what bad sex can do to a relationship, everything becomes an annoyance, annoyances lead to arguments, and arguments lead to the silent treatment. We've always had a few of these cycles in our relationship and usually sex made up for them, but with there being so little time for that now we hit a rough patch. I resented him for expecting me to be able to devote the same amount of time to him and work. And I knew that deep down; he resented the fact that I got promoted at work before he did, even though he had been working there longer.

One morning after a few months into my new job, I'm checking my work email and see that I have a message from Kwame. I have no idea why he is emailing me; as we don't work on similar projects, but I was thrilled nonetheless. I eagerly open the email and it turns out he is has been assigned to debug a software program we use that has causing problems.

Now technically I USED to be the point of contact for this issue; now I am no longer associated with the group that uses this program and I think he knows this. I take this to be the next level of our game. I decide to play along. I email him back asking if he can meet a 5 in my office. A few minutes later I get an acceptance email. My last meeting for the day ended at 4:30 and I rush back to my office to look over the program that he is talking about. It's been awhile since I have looked at it and I don't want to sound like a complete idiot. He shows up exactly at 4:59:59...and I am conveniently sitting at my desk waiting.

"Hi Nicole" he starts off with a smile, "This might take more than a kitchen minute ."

"Well we might have to come up with a new name", I joke back "How about the office hour?"

"More like after-office hours...hour!" he respond back laughing while coming over to my side of the desk to look at my computer as I turn my screen towards him, "So the problem they are having is actually occurring in multiple sections of this file".

I leaned toward the screen to point to the sections where the problems were occurring. I wore a loose blouse that day and I knew my bra and a decent amount of cleavage from my breast could be seen from that angle. I pretended I was too focused on the issue at hand to notice this wardrobe malfunction. Just the thought of him staring at my boobs made me feel sexy.

"Do you mind if I grab the mouse for a sec?" he reaches over my desk very smoothly for the mouse. My hand stays on it just long enough for him to touch it. I knew we both just looking for a reason to feel each other skin. I don't know what it is about this silly game we play with each other but it has really started to tantalize me.

The sun is setting and everybody who works in my corridor is now long gone. I'm watching him work the cursor on the screen intensely but I know we are both thinking what the next move in our game is going to be.

Suddenly my cell phone on the desk starts to vibrate. It startles me for a second and I realize that I had placed it on the edge of the desk between him and me. Before I can reach for it, it falls to the floor. At the moment we both say "I got it" and dive to the floor. We reach the phone at the same time and our hands fully touch. I look up and he's looking at me. We've been playing this game for so long that those next few moments seemed to me an acknowledgment of it. I'm staring at him and he keeps staring at me. Eventually the phone stops vibrating and I realized that his fingers have started to slowly stroke mine. Suddenly the game has gotten very real to me."What am I doing" I think to myself "I'm married!! This was just supposed to just be a mental game...something to make the time go by at work." I have a sudden pang of anger at myself about him taking this game too far. "I could have him fired for this" I start to think again "He should..."

I feel his lips touch my neck. It was sudden, unexpected, and crazy. I was sooo in shock I didn't move. The door to my office was still halfway open! Everything was happening so fast but I couldn't break away from this moment. I felt him move his lips up my neck and slowly I started to smell his cologne and enjoy the moment. Once I was locked into his scent I felt my concern for the crazyness of this moment slipping away. His lips reach my cheek and I feel him coming closer and closer to my lips. I'm breathing heavily now and I can smell the heat of his breath coming closer. He moves seamlessly from side kisses of my mouth to softly placing his lips on mine.

I start to respond to his kisses and pretty soon we are making out passionately on the floor. I feel his hands touching my breast through my blouse. While our lips are still locked, he manages to pick me up with his great big hands, close my office door and places me on my desk.

Next thing I know he's slipping my panties off and my legs are wide open on my desk. I started to have a pang of guilt again. "I don't know if I can do this....I...I..." Next thing I know I feel his tongue stroking my clit in the most amazing ways.

"Wow!!" That's all I can think. Carlos has never ever done anything like this before and it feels absolutely amazing! Every stroke of his tongue brought sensations throughout my body that I had never felt before. My eyes start to roll to the back of my head and I can almost feel my vagina pulsating.

It was at this point that I just gave my body over to him. He had me soaking wet and I was so turned on by all this that I would have let him do anything to me. I started thinking about his penis, wondering how big it was, how it felt, and whether or not I could handle it.

He must have read my thoughts, because in that very moment he gets up and starts unzipping his pants and pulls it out. It's a massive bulging thing that was nothing like I've ever seen before. Something inside me takes over and I grab his cock and start to suck on it; I was absolutely determined to suck his disk as best as I could. His penis filled my entire mouth and it felt amazing. At first I couldn't get much further than the tip, but I kept pushing it deeper into my mouth with each bob of my head. Soon he put both of his hands on my head and helped me push deeper and faster. I loved it! I felt like he was taking control of me and I wanted to be owned by him. His precum juices were filling up in my mouth and tasted so sweet; from the soft sounds he was making I knew that he had to be very close to his climax.

At this point I slowly give his dick one last and slow outward stroke with my mouth. I then sit back on the desk and open by legs. He comes closer and we start to kiss passionately again and I feel his erect penis circling around my clit. He slowly works it in and pretty soon he is stroking me softly on the desk, caressing my breasts and kissing me deeply. We were in perfect rhythm, at this moment I felt like we were one. I didn't care about anything; all my worries and fears were gone. For the first time in my life I felt my mind completely get absorbed into the present. I felt an overbearing sensation of pleasure start to take over my body.

Soon he looks at me between kisses and gives me a look. I nod my head...he then give me a deep kiss acknowledging my acceptance. I know I just gave him permission to place his sperm into my body; I gladly would have given him to rights to my body to use as he pleased.

I waited for it....time seemed to slow down as I was nervously anticipated the moment. I was not on birth control but I wanted it....I wanted his cum inside of me!!!! Finally, as if an answer to my thoughts, I felt hot liquids shooting all around my vaginal cavity. It felt like I was being sprayed with a water gun. His cum must have set off the sensations that took over my body as I was now shaking violently with such extreme pleasure that I let out a scream of exaltation. I think I just came for the first time!

After we both finished climaxing, he stays inside me for another minute or two. We just kept staring at each other kissing each other spontaneously. Finally he starts to pull out and I realize I am sad that I am being disconnected to him. He looks at me, smiles and says "So kitchen minute or office hour?" I kiss him back laughing and say "Hands down...office hour!"