Friday Afternoon - Sex Stories

Friday Afternoon

... and she was quite put out that I'd done her job. Her eyes told me I'd been told off even if the words didn't. It became a joy to go to work. I would jump out of bed and feel happy that in a short while I would be sat opposite her. We sort of became a team within the teams as we helped each other when one of us was busy or if things were slack. It was just one of those times that finally led us to down the so called forbidden path. We finished at three thirty on a Friday. Which was great and although it was only an hour and a half extra it seemed to make the whole weekend a lot longer. Anyway I digress. This particularly Friday in August I was meandering slowly through the afternoon when at two thirty my boss came back to our area shaking his head. It was nothing new really until he spoke. Our Managing Director had suddenly decided that we needed to send out a full set of documentation with a tender we were putting together on Monday. This despite his previous idea that we were not very interested in winning this particular contract. I could have punched his lights out! I mean how he expected us to put together something that usually took all day in less than one hour was beyond me. Oh yes and here is the icing on the cake, my boss had a dental appointment and had to leave in ten minutes. I was fuming to say the least. Well for a short while anyway then Ann came and put her arm around my shoulder as I sat with my head in my hands and said she would gladly help. So off we ...

... went. It sort of fell into place, Phillip, my boss, went home and I was glad because it meant he could not interfere in his usual naff way. It was just me and Ann an hour later. Everyone had packed up and whilst they sympathised they soon said goodbye and have a nice weekend. Nice weekend. At this rate I would still be bloody here on Sunday! Now why when we were so busy did I start to have naughty thoughts about Ann. I remember distinctly sat at my computer and noticed the swell of her breasts in her tight pink top. I had noticed it first thing when she took off her jacket but now when I should have been concentrating on the words on the screen my eyes were looking slightly left at her, might as well say it, tits. (There my first naughty words about her body but believe me it won't be the last.) Ann was stood and bent over as she began to put paper into binders. The tight pink top almost glued to her body as she moved from side to side picking up paper after paper. How I managed to concentrate after that was beyond me. I was gone so to speak as everything little thing she did had me on edge. Very movement, very time she said something, had my mind in a whirl and when she put her hands on my shoulders and massaged me briefly I almost died, in a nice way of course. She called me a slow coach as she had done everything and was waiting on me to print more copies. How could I say to her that I would have been quicker but I was too busy ogling your gorgeous body. She offered to make a ...