He sins!
As soon as the truck drove off, I went back into the house and took a last look around. Sarah's bra was lying by the bedroom window. It was strange because she is usually very organized. Picking it up, I smiled and gently rubbed it against my face, enjoying her fragrance.
To say she left me horny would be an understatement. I still carried an erection from that unfinished blow job she gave me in the shower earlier. I was mildly surprised by her behavior. Although she gives a good blow job, seldom does she volunteer to pleasure me that way. When she's aroused all she needs is a cock inside her pussy. I am not complaining but it seemed a little strange that she'd voluntarily suck my sloppy cock.
Loading up my car with little things that we didn't want to put in the truck, I drove to the hotel, checked in and quickly headed to my office.
It was almost 6:00 in the evening when I rode the elevator to the third floor where the executive offices were located. Half the floor was my boss's kingdom. The rest was occupied by his executive team. By boss I mean the owner, Chairman, President and CEO all rolled into one. Moving me to Houston was his first step towards shedding some of those titles to one of his three Executive VPs. I was one of the contenders for that elevation. My next three years managing the investments falling under the Houston jurisdiction would decide my fate in this corporation.
The entire floor was empty as I had expected at such an hour. Who'd want to work late on a Friday evening? As I walked in the spacious lobby I almost bumped into Emma. Emma was my boss's executive secretary and personal assistant.
"What are you doing here so late, Emma?" I asked, surprised. She was wearing some kind of tight half pants and top. She's usually very professionally dressed.
"Hi John," she smiled, and continued, "The boss just left. I am trying to rush to my yoga class; I am already a little late." That explained her unusual attire. "I know you're packing your stuff. Do you need my help?"
"Oh no Emma! You carry on. I don't have much to pack anyway. Most of it is cleaning up my personal drive on the computer and tossing hard copies of confidential documents into the shredder. The rest should be easy to pack."
She smiled, "Tell you what. You go ahead and clean up your hard drive. I will be back in an hour after my class. I will help with the paper shredding and packing. I know how dependent you're on Sylvia for these things."
Emma was right. Without my secretary Sylvia, my office and desk would have been a horrible mess. Unfortunately, Sylvia had a personal emergency and could not stay to help me pack tonight. I had decided to brave it out by myself.
I knew I would be here all night if I didn't have Emma's help. So I reluctantly accepted her offer.
As she turned to leave my eyes followed her. I willed myself to turn away but failed miserably. I admire beautiful women but I don't usually stare at them. I felt dirty but I couldn't take my eyes away from her lovely young body.
Emma is the loveliest employee of the company. But no one messed with her though. Being the Chairman's personal secretary, everyone wanted to be on her good side. She was around twenty two years old and was handpicked by our boss right out of college. He was pushing her to pursue her Master's.
Like I said earlier, she is usually quite professionally dressed. I very rarely see her outside of work. So seeing her in that tight curve hugging yoga suit was very distracting.
I suddenly noticed several things about Emma that I don't recall observing in the past few months. She had long blonde hair and sea blue eyes. He long legs and well shaped ass stirred something in me. Her lovely breasts and her tapering waist caused havoc somewhere deep inside me. I sincerely hoped Emma would change into more appropriate office attire before coming back to help me.
I love my wife Sarah more than anything else in this world. I have no reason to admire or lust after other women; Sarah more than takes care of my needs. Although our sexual demand on each other is very high, our approach is quite the opposite. She's totally physical; she needs be touched to be aroused. I need visual and verbal stimulation. But once we cross the initial phase, we become totally compatible. And even after many years of marriage, I adore the beauty of her face and the sensuality of her figure. We have no reason to stray!
I shrugged off the temporary distraction and sat down at my desk. I was so deeply engrossed in my efforts that I didn't see or hear her come in until she stood right in front of me. She had changed her clothes of course, only it was even more revealing and distracting.
The pair of tight black stretch shorts she had on hugged her thighs and ass in a tight caress. The white top was sleeveless with wide shoulders and a super low neck. The cleavage was mind numbing even when she stood erect. I didn't want to think how much it'd reveal if she leaned forward! I knew it was wrong and decided to be very careful.
Emma was all business once she got down to work. I was amazed at her efficiency. Sylvia was good but Emma was in a class of her own! While I completed cleaning up my PC, she worked on my hard copies. Sinc e she was privy to all confidential documents, I just gave her short list of what I wanted saved. Everything else could be shredded.
We both focused on our jobs at hand and wrapped it all up in a matter of two hours. I looked at my watch. It was almost 9 o'clock. I suddenly realized I hadn't called Sarah.
She answered after the first ring. "Honey how's the packing going?"
"We just got done. Emma offered to help me and so it was not as bad as I had feared. I don't know how to thank her."
"That's so sweet of her." Sarah paused briefly and then added, "Why don't you take her out to dinner tonight?"
I was surprised, but Sarah always has great gift ideas. "I will ask her. She may have other plans. How is your room?" I wanted to change the subject. Dinner with Emma was not a good idea. Any wrong moves would not only destroy my marriage, it could affect my career as well.
"Room is great. And thank you for the wine. God knows I needed it."
"Is everything okay darling?" I asked concerned. My instincts were right.
"Something is bothering me. Maybe it is the excitement or maybe I am just plain exhausted. Anyway I am sure it'll be okay once you get here."
"Yes, and I hope you will keep your promise." I said and she laughed. I felt better after that.
Emma and I loaded a small cart with the four packed boxes and took them down to my car.
I said, "Thank you Emma. It is late. Why don't you go on home? I will take the cart back and head to my hotel.
Emma insisted on going back with me. We went back to my office and left the cart in its place. Without thinking I extended my arms and said, "Thank you Emma. I don't think I could have done it without you."
She stepped into my open arms and hugged me. Involuntarily, my arms tightened around her young body. It wasn't the normal formal hug; she just seemed to melt in my arms. Her soft and supple body caused an exhilarating warmth in all the wrong places. I didn't want her to feel my arousal and quickly pulled away.
We rode the elevator and walked to our cars silently. She smiled and was about to get into her car when I blurted out, "Would you like to have dinner with me? That is if you don't have other plans."
She answered me with a radiant smile, "Of course I'd love to. I thought you'd never ask." She giggled and continued, " No I don't have other plans. But can we stop at my place for a few minutes? I'd like to take a quick shower and change."
"That's what I will do too. I will run to my hotel, shower, change, and come over to pick you up. Dress casual." She nodded as she drove off.
I was at her apartment in half an hour. She was wearing faded blue jeans and a black top. In less than three hours I had seen her in three different clothes and she seemed to be equally sexy in all of them.
