Cheryl Matthews was still baffled at what happened before leaving work. She and Neil had never done anything like that before and their working relationship had always been strictly business. Shaking her head in frustration she put her purse on the kitchen counter and sat on the bar stool replaying the last half hour of work.
She had been in the files room pulling down a set of files off the top shelf when the box next to the one she was grabbing slid off and she managed to catch it with her right arm, but not without straining her shoulder. Sitting back at her desk, she rubbed her shoulder feeling a definite muscle pull when Neil pushed her left hand away.
"Allow me, what did you do?" He asked as he started kneading the shoulder and upper back on his co-worker. He'd admired the beautiful brunette since they started working together, but she was married with three kids and even though he had trouble not staring at her large, natural breasts, he never made any kind of move on her.
"The Stratford files fell off the top shelf and I should have let it go, but I caught the box and think I pulled a muscle." Cheryl groaned. "That feels good, right there." She said when Neil worked the muscles right above her scapula.
As he rubbed her shoulder, he watched as Cheryl's blouse opened and pulled on the restraining buttons. As he massaged her harder, he pulled the cloth to the side and was rewarded when the two top buttons popped open. When she reached up to close her blouse, Neil whispered, "Relax and just let your body heal. Feel the blood circulating and flowing through the injured area. In fact, pull your blouse down over your shoulders so I can rub your skin better."
Cheryl hesitated, but feeling the pleasure from his kneading fingers, pulled her blouse over her shoulders and down her arm. She had to undo a could more buttons to create enough slack. She then pulled down her bra straps when Neil began rubbing her shoulders again and fumbled across the thin material. Sighing, she leaned forward and drifted off, lost in the pleasure of this strong man's hands working her bare upper back. She jolted awake when she felt her bra come undone, but when Neil just continued down her back, she leaned forward more on her desk letting him gain more access.
"Aaaahhhhhh, that's nice. I barely feel the muscle strain anymore. Are you professionally trained?" She asked sighing.
"Yes, I actually worked the cruise lines, but got tired of the constant travel. I still volunteer at the retirement centers and let me tell you, it sure is nice feeling young, supple skin under my fingers."
"Young? I don't think I'd classify myself as young. But thanks for the complement." Cheryl said.
"Compared to the women at the retirement center, you're pretty much jail-bait." Neil laughed. "Stand up and lean over your desk so I can get your lower back." When Cheryl stood and looked around the office, Neil said, "It's just us. Everyone went to the retirement party for Ted."
"I forgot about Ted's party. Why didn't you remind me?" Cheryl demanded.
"I wasn't going to go, since Ted and I are not exactly best friends. I assumed you didn't want to go either after the Christmas party a few years back." Neil replied. "Hold your bra over your chest and take the blouse off so I can get your back."
Cheryl hesitated, looked around and decided to go for it. She unbuttoned her blouse and pressing her bra against her chest shrugged the top off her with Neil taking it and laying it across the back of the chair. Blushing, she pressed her face and chest against the desk, fully aware that her best feature, her tight, shapely ass was sticking right back into Neil's groin. "You heard about me and Ted?" She asked.
"I heard. He actually tried to get you fired for assault?" Neil asked.
"Yeah, when he came up behind me and grabbed my breasts, I swung my elbow into his nose and broke it. I've never heard a more satisfying crunch."
"Why did he do that anyhow? Was he drunk?" Neil asked.
"He apologized to me later, but said he never really told me why. He wasn't even all that drunk. However, he told Mike that he saw a porn flick with me in it, but since I've never done one of those..." Cheryl shuddered. "That's just creepy."
Neil worked his way down her beautiful back marveling at how she had almost no body fat. He longed to see more of her tits than what was bulging out onto the desk. "How do you stay so slim and toned working in this place?"
Cheryl laughed, "I like to bike and swim, but I really am not in the shape I was in a few years ago. Right there is good, I think I've had issues with sciatica in the past and where you are now feels good."
Neil worked from her lower back down onto her ass before stopping.
"Why did you stop? You are hitting right where I've had issues." Cheryl asked.
"I'm sorry, I want to either flip up your skirt or unzip it so I can work your skin. I hate rubbing through heavy wool, I can't feel the patient." Neil said softly.
Cheryl turned and looked at Neil questioningly, "You heard what I did to Ted, so...Ok, just unzip my skirt and take it off, but I'm keeping my panties." She felt the cool air on her ass as the skirt fell to the floor.
Neil was stunned at how perfect her ass was before him, encased in the sheer fabric. He immediately went to work on her doing his best deep-tissue massage and continuing down her legs when her encouraging moans reinforced what he was doing. On his knees, while rubbing her calves he inhaled deeply when he found his face inches from her obviously moist pussy.
"I heard that, are you sniffing me?" Cheryl laughed.
"I'm sorry, we should stop, you have to be the most arousing woman I've been with in years and I think if I go any further I might get my nose broken." Neil gently slapped her ass as he stood up.
Cheryl turned over and holding her bra in front of her said, "I won't break your nose and if you are up to it I'd like my front worked on also. I think it's flattering that you're aroused. Please don't stop."
Neil looked at her fleshy mounds being crushed by her arm and the dark patch showing through her damp panties and sighing, "I'll do your front but let's clear the desk off so you can lie down on top of it."
When it was cleared, Cheryl struggled up, modestly holding her bra across her chest until lying down, she dropped her arms to her side letting the bra drape across her. Again losing herself in the feeling of Neil rubbing and massaging her feet, legs, thighs...all the while enjoying the tension leaving all the muscles as he worked. She moaned both times Neil accidently brushed his fingers or thumb across her pussy, but as he immediately moved away, she knew it was an accident. His fingers probed her abdomen and lower rib cage, and Cheryl hoped he would pull off the bra and work her breasts, but instead he worked back down to her lower stomach and felt his fingers probe under the waistband of the panties.
Neil, kept rubbing deeper and deeper under her panties feeling her coarse pubic hair, listening to Cheryl's sighs and watching as her legs parts a bit more every pass of his fingers. He looked at her face admiring the beauty - her parted lips - her slight crease above her closed eyes. Seeing her in this state he decided to take a chance.
Cheryl felt Neil's hand pulling down her panties and without thinking she raised her hips. Her legs opened eagerly when his hands worked the inside of her thighs and groaned when he passed her dripping labia to stroke her dark hair on her mons. She reached up and pushed her bra off her chest and grabbing both breasts began squeezing and rubbing her mounds. Then she took his left wrist and pushed his hand down to her sopping cunt. "AAAAaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh, yessssssssss. Put your finger in me and rub me. Oh God, this feels good. Larry has been out of town for two weeks and I really need this." She panted.
Neil obeyed immediately and had to push hard against her thrusting hips with the heel of his hand while his fingers drove into her moist lips and across her pronounce clit. He leaned down and sucked her closest nipple into his mouth and ran his tongue all over the erect button. He felt her getting closer and closer to what he felt was going to be a powerful orgasm when he heard a noise.
Cheryl opened her eyes and saw the janitor staring at them and jumping up, rolled off the desk, grabbed her clothes and crawled over behind a cube wall. Mortified, she pulled on her blouse and skirt and stuffed the bra and panties into her purse. Covering her face, she fled out the door to her car leaving the pleased janitor and disappointed Neil standing there.
"How am I going to face them, I'm sure the janitor will have blabbed to all his buddies and Neil...Neil will probably keep this to himself, but he will expect...Oh God, I cheated on Larry. I've never cheated on him..." Cheryl moaned to herself. "Why did I let that happen, I took my clothes off...let Neil take my clothes off...his hands felt so good and his mouth on my nipple..." She absent-mindedly rubbed her thumbs across her hard nipples. "Oh, fuck, I'd better go upstairs and take care of this, I was so close." She thought.
