Not A Zoom Meeting

We worked in the same office but other than passing each other in corridors I'd never spoken to her. She was a few years older than me at 40yo, raven black hair, and a gorgeous face. I learned later she was mixed Indian and English.

Talking one lunchtime with another colleague about people we found attractive in the office I mentioned her. He chuckled. He knew her quite well and told me she quite likes me too. You can imagine how pleased this made me.

I don't remember how we started chatting - likely I made up some random reason. We would speak every now and again. Office messenger was a useful tool to chat discretely.

I'm married, she isn't. So talk was restricted to the office and even then not often in person.

I had the idea of booking a meeting with her. She worked in HR so it wouldn't look completely random to others. She agreed and we sat in a meeting room across from one another smiling and making small talk, slightly nervous. The interesting part is the meeting rooms are glass cubicles so everyone can see in. Outside this glass wall was the usual hive of office activity.

What no one outside the room knew was the conversation had quickly gotten sexual. And I sat opposite her telling her all the things I wanted to do with her. I want to kiss you. To lay you on this table. To take your trousers down and kiss your thighs and pussy... and so on and so on. Just saying whatever came to mind, but from a distance. All the while just looking at each other as we spoke.

All the while keeping our bodies still as if this were a normal meeting. I was so hard. Watching a woman visibly aroused just by words, sat a metre apart with people walking by.

She told me the next day she had gone home and masturbated about that meeting. She came very hard.