A Fantasy about Love Pt. 05

This sounded rather cool, but the tone of her voice was warm. She got up and as always we had a light dinner, watched the news and went to bed, satisfied that we were close to each other. The next morning the weather was frisk and to walk to the office was freshening. Mary Ann was there as usual; I believe that I had been in the office only once before she arrived in the morning that I could remember. She was smiling and seeing that we were the first people on the floor, followed me into my office, closed the door and kissed me soundly.

"I needed that, James."

Then she grinned: "Maureen told me that kissing and caresses are allowed. We did the kissing: now do the caressing1" She placed her head on my shoulders and said: "A bit of TLC does wonders, James!"

I hugged her, kissed her once more, and stepped back.

"Mary Ann, we are playing with fire. We have to stop this. Imagine if someone opens the door and sees us: we both would have to leave the company and my wedding would be overshadowed by this incident. I do like you very much, but here we are professionals and should behave like one!"

She suddenly realized the danger she had us exposed to and stepped back.

"You are right, James. I apologize, but I had bad dreams and needed a proof that you still liked me." Then she opened the door and left, but before sitting at her desk she looked at me and whispered: "I do love you."

I was happy we had stopped fooling around because Peter suddenly stepped in.

"I've heard that you'll go to Brisbane tomorrow and see our people on Monday morning. I received a report that they are ahead of schedule and everything is fine. You'll also go to the States next weekend? Trying to delay the wedding?"

I told him that I had been advised by Maureen and worse, Eileen, what would happen if I were not in the church on time. It was pure business to get to know new products, and for me to get to know my colleagues from the other regions. The day went fast and at night Maureen and I went to the park to do our running. Mary Ann was there already; did this woman ever arrive late? We stretched and before starting, asked Mary Ann what experience she had. She responded not to worry as she had been running for some time because what else she had to do? We took off, slowly first and then increased the speed. She accompanied us easily and after two laps asked whether we minded if she ran ahead. Maureen looked at me, I shrugged and off she went. Her strides became longer and faster, and after two minutes she was gone. We wanted to stop after three laps, but pride took over and we continued. At the end, of the fourth lap we heard someone running behind us and there she was: finishing her fifth lap. She was not even tired!

We asked whether she had done serious running before because we were not idle loafers, but she had run away from us. She hesitated and then said that when she was 18, she had broken the NSW record for seven miles. Maureen and I looked at each other and promised ourselves to be more careful in the future when we had to include Mary Ann.

We got our things and before Mary Ann could call a taxi, Maureen asked her whether she wanted to come with us and have a shower at home. A big grin appeared on her face and she said rapidly "YES!"

We walked home and Maureen pointed to the guest bathroom. Mary Ann pouted and asked why we did not adhere to the save water, shower with a friend campaign.

Maureen looked at her seriously and told her that she was here as a friend, but not to push it. Mary Ann immediately backed off and went there as told. Maureen and I had our shower together (after all, we did want to save water), and I put on a t-shirt and shorts, as always. She told me to go and take out a bottle of white wine and she would talk to Mary Ann.

"I like her very much, but there are rules she has to obey. I have extended the limits, but I'm setting them, not her. Now go and I'll see what I'll do."

This sounded mysterious, but I did as told, and waited for a long time in the sitting room before they appeared. The first sight was encouraging: Maureen was in her little transparent top and a non-existing skirt, and Mary Ann was wearing the long knitted pullover that had more holes than threats. Both smiled, so the crisis had been avoided and peace and love returned.

"Local rules, James." Mary Ann said and did a 360 degrees whirl that lifted her pullover way above her pretty ass. "No underwear!" For a moment I saw her pussy with a little heart-shaped trim of her pubic hair, and I swear it winked at me.

We sat down to eat our light dinner, had a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc and I enjoyed the view in front of me. Then Maureen said we should sit in the living room because she wanted to discuss a serious matter with us. I took the rest of the wine, our glasses and we sat on the couch, with Maureen on my side and when Mary Ann started to sit in the chair in front of us, she called her over to sit on my other side. This was wonderful: Maureen placed my hand on her shoulder and led it to her breast. Then she looked at me and said: "Equal Opportunity Act applies!"

I hesitated a moment, but followed orders, and placing my other arm on Mary Ann's shoulder, I looked at Mary Ann. She had moved around to be comfortable, and obviously by pure coincidence, her left breast had found one of the bigger holes in the sweater and was now almost completely exposed. Her white skin contrasted starkly against her dark areola and very pointed nipple that extended rather more than half an inch. Her move had also lifted the hem of her sweater and her pussy looked at me, inviting all kind of actions.

I wondered what I should, or better could do, and looked back at Maureen. She lifted her top and placed my hand on her bare breast, snuggling her body into mine and waiting for me to caress her breast. "EOA, James!"

I placed my hand on Mary Ann's breast and stroked it slowly. She most definitively enjoyed this, and when she opened her legs a bit, her other treasure was even more exposed. I swallowed dry: the situation was dangerous and all I could do was to follow Maureen's guidance. Up to now, it had brought only pleasure and excitement and all I could hope that it would continue or even improve.

Maureen moved a bit away so that she could look at us, but fortunately, she made certain that my hand stayed where it was.

"I have to talk to both of you. First, I do hope that you behave in the office differently than out of it; the attraction that you have for each other is very visible. I do understand that having a half-nude woman in front of you, James, is more interesting than discuss customers, but you have to control yourself. The same applies to you, Mary Ann, and in a much greater intensity. You have to hide the love you seem to have much better, or gossiping will start and ruin everything. Get yourself under control!"

¨Second: I recommend seriously that you consider going out on a date with one of James' colleagues. This'll divert the attention from the two of you. I suggest Peter: he has asked me already whether you might agree to an invitation for dinner. He's a gentleman and will never do something you do not want. I know that you don't want this, but I recommend that you think about this. You could complain a bit about James: that he's so reserved, a typical German, too rigid occasionally, that you like him, but he demands too much, and that you stay with him because he teaches well, and he could offer you a good career in the company."

"I will not date another man! Never!"

"Mary Ann, I didn't say for you to date another man. I said that you could accept an occasional invitation for dinner or a lunch, showing that you respect and like James, but that you are open to consider options."

"Third: James will have to go to the States the other week and I decided to go to Brisbane for the weekend to audit all the things Mother has done; occasionally, she has a tendency to go overboard and I need to check this. Mary Ann, do you have some holidays left?"

Mary Ann had been so concentrating on my stroking her breast that she needed a moment to come back to reality. She nodded and said that she had a lot from the last years.

"OK, you'll come with me to Brisbane and meet my mother. I want to see how we get along."

Mary Ann nodded again and turned to me. I asked: "Mary Ann, do you believe in any religion?"

She said not really, but that she belonged to the Church of England.

"I suggest that you start praying because if Mrs. Monahan likes you, you cannot have a better friend. If she does not, however, I promise to get you a promotion to our company in Iceland, and as far away as possible."

She looked really scared and Maureen hit me hard.

"Don't scare the girl. Mother is not so bad."

I agreed and said that she could be worse. Maureen hit me again and worse, took my hand off her breast.

"If you don't like my family, you can stay here on your own!" and left for the kitchen. Mary Ann stared at me. "What is going on? What will happen to me?"

"First, you will be kissed..." and I did this thoroughly. "Then you will be caressed..." and I caressed her breast with great dedication, stroking it, twirling the nipple, holding her firm mound in my hand, and finally, kissing her nipple. She moaned and leaned into me.

"Yes, James. Please continue; this is so nice!"

My other hand searched for her right nipple and when I found it, Mary Ann was even more excited. My hand travelled down to her pussy and she became rigid; when I actually touched it, stroking it briefly, she suddenly trembled and said "YES!... " and then she relaxed against my chest. She looked at me with her eyes full of love.

"No man has touched me there before, and no one else will ever do that."

A discrete cough announced that Maureen had come back and was standing in front of us with another bottle of wine in her hand. She smiled, but said: "I'm gone for a moment and when I'm back, the two of you are fooling around. I hope that this was just a moment of lack of discretion and you realize that this has extended our limits again. Well, what has been done has happened, but for tonight this is all. There is work tomorrow and we better prepare for it. You can give him one more kiss, Mary Ann, and then it's time."

Mary Ann smiled thankfully and came back to kiss me, pressing my hand on her breast and whispered: "That was wonderful, my love. It was the first time I ever came this way and it will not be the last time."

She got up and grinning, made another 360 spin to show me her pussy and her pert ass. Her breasts were completely visible now - the left one had selected a big hole to expose itself, and the right one had pushed through another hole. "You like?"

"I do, and you better get dressed right now because if Mrs. Monahan can get upset, Maureen can be cruel!"

Maureen hit me again and I complained bitterly; after all, had I said one wrong word? But the threat worked, and she ran off. Maureen leaned into me and kissed me. "Everything is under control, my love. Let me handle this and trust me."

I called for the driver I knew, but he was not available, so I decided to drive her home. Her safety was important to us now, and I went to put on some slacks. When Mary Ann saw me, she protested and said that she could take a taxi, but we said no. She was family now and we cared for each other. She smiled happily, kissed Maureen, and again I was surprised by the intensity of that kiss; she took my arm and we went to get my car.

Mary Ann was pleasantly surprised when I handed her into the car. The leather seats were firm, but comfortable, and when I turned on the engine, she was blown away. We drove carefully, but once I accelerated using the full power of the car she yelled with surprise, but then relaxed. When we arrived at her building, she turned to me.

"James, if I were to be very, very nice to you doing whatever you wanted to do with or to me, could I just once drive the Porsche? Well, I'll be very, very nice to you in any case and you can do with me whatever you want, but can I do this, please? Pretty please?"

Putting my hand on her breast, she added: "Pretty please and cross my heart?"

I considered the request and said that, depending on my compensation, I might reflect on it. However, the compensation had to be great: the Porsche was a mean machine and could easily hurt someone if it was not driven well. Mary Ann kissed me goodnight and said that she would also reflect on the compensation she might offer.

"Could you send Maureen away for a weekend? I would take good care of you!"

I looked at her and was a bit disappointed. "Mary Ann, even as a joke you should never suggest this. Maureen is my love and I'll not cheat on her. If she decided to lower certain limits, I would go along with enthusiasm, but never behind her back."

She was sad for a moment, but then lit up again.

"James, this was a wonderful night, and as I said, you touched me in places where no man has ever laid a hand on me. I felt something I had never felt before when you touched my pussy, and all my body tingled and exploded. I'll remember this all my life and I hope that this will happen more often."

She thought a moment and asked: "James, have you found out yet how Maureen can be bribed?"

I said no, but if she continued to be herself and not tried to show someone she was not, wonderful things could happen. I received another kiss and she was gone.

When I came home everything was cleared away and Maureen was waiting for me in our bed. I undressed and lying down, I embraced her. "Maureen, you are my only love and always will be."

She smiled. "I know, and you're mine. I know that this is a dangerous game I'm playing, but the possible reward can be very great. Trust me, my love."

She turned around and asked me to hold her tight: she was tired. We had our three kisses and she fell asleep immediately, and I followed her.

When I arrived in the office the next day, Mary Ann was sitting at her desk, but this time, Peter was standing beside her. "James, I need the documents for the new prospect, and I remembered that you have them somewhere. I asked Mary Ann and as always, she found them immediately. You do have a real treasure sitting at this desk!"

I thought about our conversation last night and passed the two, giving her a chance to do what Maureen had suggested. I opened my computer, arranged my mail and they were still talking. Finally, he left and she came into my office. "James, he invited me for lunch on Saturday and I've accepted. You don't know what sacrifices I do for you!"

She was dressed in another white blouse, this time with a narrow dark blue skirt. This time another button was left undone, and when I looked at her, she grinned.

"I hope that this will remind you in Brisbane that you've a beautiful woman waiting for you in Sydney!"

When she left the office, however, I saw her buttoning up again. It was fun as during the morning, buttons became undone when she entered my office and closed as soon as someone was visible. I told her to stop this; it was too dangerous for us.

I checked my documents on the NT project and Mary Ann had to remind me to leave for the airport. She closed the door for a moment and kissed me.

"Don't forget me, my love!"