Re: Office Sex Fantasy: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Re: Office Sex Fantasy: Part 3

... ready to talk about bonds, but I think I want to try something for her. I will need your help. Tell me what you think about this idea." She slowly outlined a plan where she could apologize to Kathy, and then move their relationship forward. I had to remind her that she knew Kathy way better than I did, but I agreed that helping her was a good plan. I agreed to discuss the plan with Kathy when she and I talked later in the day. We shared a lingering kiss when Anne dropped me off at work. I know I didn't get any work done, but the afternoon flew by. Soon enough people were leaving for the night. I did a walk-through and made sure the building was empty of people. I ended at the front door just as Kathy walked up. I opened the door for her and she greeted me with a casual hug. I had propped the inside security door open, so I led her right inside. I don't know what I was expecting, but somehow I was relieved to see that she was casually dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. Kathy is just a little bit shorter than Anne, but with a slighter build. Her dark shoulder length hair was up in a pony tail. She barely had any makeup on, but her youthfulness made her all the more appealing. I pushed that thought aside. We needed to fix things between her and Anne without me getting in the way. "Let me show you where my desk is," I said. "That will be a good place to sit and talk." "No way," she answered. "I want the same tour you gave Anne, and I want to see the boob prints on the glass in the ...

... classroom!" I smiled and shook my head. "If you keep saying 'I want, I want', I may have to give you the spankings we talked about." She smiled and stepped close enough to put her hand on my chest. "Please?" she begged aloud. I heard more, but it may have been my imagination. I heard, “Spank me? Guide me? Please me?” "Please give you the tour, or please give you spankings?" I asked with a leer. "Both," she answered. Then her smile faded, and she added, "But I need to ask a small favor." "Sure," I said. "Ask away." "Show me around while I explain," she asked. I smiled and led her through the same route that Anne and I had taken. "This is hard for me to talk about," she explained. "Anne knows that I have been seeing a counselor to deal with some of my past. The counselor wants to help me, but I just don't trust her. She knows there are things I won't open up about to her." We had reached the second floor conference room, and Kathy stopped and turned to face me. "I want to trust you, John. I probably shouldn't, but I see how you treat Anne, and how she trusts you. I shouldn't trust you yet, but I do." I took her hands in mine. "You are right," I said. "You probably should not trust me, and you have no reason to. I promise to try to respect you and your trust." She smiled and said, "Thank you." We turned and continued up toward the classroom. "I have had only one boyfriend," she continued. "We dated for a couple of weeks. I felt that it was time to let things get physical, and ...