Office Opportunity

Vanessa had the hots for her boss. He was accomplished, witty, intelligent and always listened intently to her when she brought an issue to his office. His eye contact was pleasing, encouraging, and never strayed to her chest. After months of his consistent support, she started to want his eyes to wander and began wearing slightly lower and lower necklines with long unique necklaces that dangled between her cleavage. Come on Sam, she thought, you've gotta like this outfit I put together for you.

Sam was well respected amongst his peers and his staff loved him. He had been happily married for 8 years and had a wonderful family. Working with a staff of intelligent, attractive women gave him a quiet sense of enjoyment, enhancing his seemingly perfect life. Yes, he was attracted to many in the office, but no one woman pushed his buttons like Vanessa. It took all his will power to maintain a professional environment with her around. Her long legs extending from her uniquely urban and professional skirts, beautiful calves all ending in attractive trendy heels. She had a perfect ass that accentuated her 28 yr old body. The yoga and workouts Vanessa participated in helped define her curvy, and athletically slender form. Sam couldn't think about her in her workout clothes without getting an erection. Her gorgeous, long hair splayed on the floor as she did her poses. His cock began to move and he snapped back to the task at hand.

He had noticed her choice in tops had turned a little more to the risque and her breasts were more noticeable than ever (if that was even possible). Nobody would call Vanessa 'chesty', but Sam had never seen such a well put together physique on any woman. He had hoped his boss didn't ask him to tell her to tone it down. She was sheer beauty and was looking better than ever.

Vanessa's desk faced the door to Sam's office and she could see him all day at his desk. Watching the steady stream of co-workers in and out of his office, she realized something about herself. Each time a woman walked in on Sam, she felt a slight pang of jealousy. Combining this with the fact that Sam never seemed to check her out like the other guys in the office, Vanessa began to wonder if there were something wrong with her. Gaining the attention of men never seemed to be a problem; however, Sam appeared to have zero interest.

Friday night the entire office went out to celebrate a success month. As usual, Sam and Vanessa had a great time laughing about office gossip and enjoying a drink together. Many of her co-workers came up to them and interrupted their conversation. Sam was always so polite and engaged each one in friendly conversation. His sense of humor was inviting and people liked to spend time with him. This night, Vanessa felt the casual interruptions annoying and went to the bar to evaluate where her head was at. Sam had never shown her any overt sexual attention, but they click so well, how could he not be curious?

As the night went on, many folks left and Sam came over to the bar stool Vanessa had been camped out at. He could tell she had no interest in the joker chatting her up and staring down her shirt. "Hey Vanessa, can I get you another?" said Sam. Vanessa turned abruptly, her shoulder bumping Sam's drink, spilling all down the front of his suit, soaking him. "Oh, Sam, I'm so sorry" she let out and naturally began blotting the vodka from his abdomen.

"It's...it's Ok" blurted out Sam, looking down at the woman he lusted after from months, seeing only the top of her head, defined shoulders and trim arms working to dry him off. While her hand dabbed at his shirt, Vanessa reached into Sam's suit coat and put her hand in the small of his back to apply more pressure. She paused, looked up into Sam's warm blue eyes, and saw something she hadn't seen before. His gaze pierced into her as she felt his hands on her shoulders.

Without words, he slowly pulled her to her feet, her arm still holding him discreetly underneath his suit coat. She dropped the wet towel and reached around him, while he pulled her so close, her heart skipped a beat.

"Uhm, Vanessa" Sam's voice broke. The confident professional she had always admired was at a loss for words for the first time. "Yes?" said Vanessa, giving same her best coquettish smile.

"Can I tell you something, I uhm" Sam paused.

Someone moved past them at the bar, bumping Vanessa up against her boss. She felt the warmth of his breath on her lips and pressed her hips against his, getting her shirt wet in the process.

"Vanessa, it appears as though we are both a little wet and sticky now" Sam whispered. He didn't pull away and she could feel his cock slowly growing warm against her thin skirt.

"You have no idea how right you are Sam" said Vanessa, licking her top lip and inhaling his sweet breath.

She leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his chest, dropping her hands from inside his jacket and grabbed his right hand. "Come on" she demanded, pulling him to the door. "My place is right around the corner."