Farewell Lunch Chapter 1 & 2 - Sex Stories

Farewell Lunch Chapter 1 & 2

Farewell Lunch 1

Chapter 1

Red Light – Green Light

Diana’s office was anything but uptight. It was the Eighties and everyone was still enjoying the sexual revolution, so things were pretty loose around the office.

Women in the office environment were shedding the dusty image of the 1950’s receptionist and were working in jobs once reserved for men only. The woman’s movement of the 1970’s had adopted the bra as its symbol of being tied to old standards and they burned them in protest, now women were going without a bra on a regular basis; and many ladies extended this new-found freedom to wearing sexy underwear or none at all.

The men of the company thought this was a great opportunity to have a little fun and men being men and technically still in charge of the office, they instituted braless Tuesdays to spice up the week and the ladies agreed. In exchange for braless Tuesday they wanted casual Fridays, where their skirts and dresses could be even shorter than the other days of the week and the ladies could wear jeans or pants to work, they were always very tight and often without panties, thereby allowing for the formation of camel toes. Naturally, all this sexy dressing caused an increase in the horniness level of everyone in office.

Diana was young, still in her 20’s and looked every bit the typical California surfer girl in bell-bottom jeans with her long blond hair pulled back in a pony tail. Or, she could go the other way and be the young professional ...

... woman in her business suit or dress with hose and her hair curled to frame her beautiful face. It just depended on her mood and the occasion.

Diana and John had been moving closer to some sort of sexual relationship with other couples. They were very open to expanding their sexual parameters but they had not identified a clear way to do so yet. Neither of them was interested in having an affair behind the other’s back, but yet, both of them wanted to experience sex with someone other than their spouse. They also agreed that whatever they decided to do they would be completely open and above board about it, so there was no need to hide things or to continue if the other didn’t want you to.

This was also the era of the three-martini lunch. Drinking at lunch was not only acceptable but almost mandatory in Diana’s line of work. Then there were the vendor dinners or just the occasional Friday night office party in celebration of TGIF. These dinners could get pretty risqué and that’s where our story begins.

Diana and her office colleagues were out for drinks, which turned into dinner and then dancing and of course, more drinking. Diana was dancing with Mark, which she definitely enjoyed because he was a good dancer and he was a total hunk. Not as cool or as good looking as he thought he was, but he was still tall, dark and handsome, as her mother would had said.

Whenever they went out like this, Mark would always try to sit next to Diana so he could try to feel her up ...