Work Wife

I was in my early 30s when our office manager retired. We worked together since I was part time in college. Her name was Marian. I always called her Marian the librarian. She was so conservative. Long hair pulled up tight in a bun. Long skirts with baggy sweaters in the winter. In the summer we would get a small glimpse of her body. She walked everyday at lunch. She was stacked under those clothes.
Married, but she was a tiny bit of a flirt. I think it was that she came from a time when a smile from a pretty girl made most men accommodating. She had a wonderful smile. She seemed to flirt with me most. I returned it back to her plus some. She would say “if I wasn’t married I’d teach you some tricks”.
One late Friday afternoon we were the only two left in the office. Marian was not a drinker. Our bosses were, again this is from a time gone by. A little Sherry from the bosses office sounds good, you want a glass. I was fully expecting the no thank you she had given me every other time.
She said oh yes that sounds wonderful. I want to tell you something that everyone will know on Monday. We sipped our drink and she started to get a little choked up. “ I’m putting my notice in on Monday that I’m retiring” I said no please no don’t leave me here. She told me that I kept her there longer than she planned. I laughed and then I saw her face was serious. “You’ve kept me feeling young, you seem to sincerely think I’m pretty” her face blushed as she said this. She mentioned times, sorta like this one that she came so close to kissing me. I thought back and I could see it. She went on to say she loved her husband and would never leave him. When they had sex she thought of me. Wow. She told me that if I ever would have kissed her we would have started to have an affair. And that would make her leave the company. I was taking all this in and she leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss. When made out like teenagers for 20 minutes.
Do you want me? She asked followed by I want you. I did I really really did. She laid out some rules. Three weeks, that’s how long we would meet. No longer. The first time would be special, an entire day, a dinner and a hotel room. After that she wanted some fun at the office until her last day. Quick dates after work and one over night together in a hotel room. She had set a plan in place so her husband didn’t find out.
The first time was wonderful. Seeing her completely naked body was such a turn on. We made love all day and into the evening until she had to get home. It was emotional when we kissed Goodbye.
At the office she giggled like a teenager she felt me up. She slipped her underwear off and handed them to me each morning. We had intercoms back then. “Uhmmm yes, I need you to look at the copy machine.” That was her buzz to me when the coast was going to be clear. And the best when everyone finally left. Buzz. “Get up here and fuck me.” Hearing Marian say this was cock throbbing material. I would never think that this angel would get on her knees and suck me hard. But that was constant for our magical three weeks. She came so hard, squirted when we had time to go at it for a while and begged for cum. Her dresses, were so convenient, easy access. I spent a lot of time standing next to her desk. At first we would actually be working on something. Then her dress would slide up to her thighs then higher until I could get a look at her slightly trimmed hair. I’d slide my hands on her thigh then up, up up her leg until she was biting her lip. She would run my cock over my pants with the back of her hand. Turn her face towards it and look me in the eyes running her tongue around her lips. “Oh my God, we are so going to fuck today.” It was the best, she’s the best lover I’ve ever had.
As quickly as it started it was over. We never reconnected. I missed her my entire life. I’m the age she was then, now.