Gail’s eyes sparkled feverishly. She looked across the office and sure enough Daniel’s chair was empty. The craving she felt as she looked at the photo on her screen proved too much and she made her decision. As she removed Daniel's instructions and the pornographic image of a half naked Milf being gloriously analized, she stood up, furtively checking to see that no one else was keeping tabs on her and glanced towards the doorway. In the company's lobby just beyond the entrance, the restrooms and more importantly, Daniel beckoned, less than week after returning from his honeymoon.
 
Walking towards the hallway, Gail was relieved none of her co-workers could see how turned on she was. Her charcoal grey jacket concealed the telltale signs her erect nipples caused in her silken blouse while the matching pencil skirt she wore gave no clues to the fact that beneath the slim, elegant garment Gail was knickerless, as instructed. In fact, the only underwear she was wearing was the whorish stockings and suspenders Daniel adored so much.

While nodding a greeting to another colleague, Gail tried to fathom what it was about the young IT engineer that constantly kept her coming back for more. He wasn’t particularly good-looking, he certainly wasn’t what one could call a hunk although his wiry build disguised a firm muscles tone. Of course, there was the one particular muscle that she...

The first time Gail clapped eyes on it, she had to stop herself from gasping in surprise. She’d guessed it was large when her hand had grabbed at it through his jeans, but kneeling in front of Daniel and seeing it in its full naked glory, she wondered if she could take it as she greedily opening her mouth. Wasn’t a problem as it turned out.

That was weeks ago and since then Daniel had fucked every orifice she possessed, transforming her from a dependable hard working office manager into his own personal slut in the process. She walked past his empty desk and shook her head in amazement. How had he reduced her to this?

Daniel was their IT specialist. He was good at his job too. Whenever she had a problem, it was solved, quickly and efficiently despite his non-stop banter. His dry humour and razor sharp wit kept her constantly amused, even though she was invariably the butt of his teasing. Unfortunately, his boyish charm and disarming personality hid a will of iron and what Daniel wanted, Daniel got. And Gail found out what he wanted.

They were standing by the coffee machine when out of the blue he said, “Gail, I want to fuck you!”

Speechless, she just stared at him, his crystal blue eyes steadily holding her gaze. Then before she could say anything he moved closer and tenderly kissed her. Although their lips barely touched, her body reacted as if she'd been electrocuted. She felt him gently holding her hips while her succulent lips returned his passion. When he diverted his attention to her neck, softly nibbling it, her stunned brain tried desperately to create order in the tangle of conflicting emotions.

“B...

But I’m married,” she stammered weakly.

“And I’m engaged,” he replied, barely interrupting his exploration of her neck and earlobe. “So what?“

“I’m too old for you,“ she protested although her resistance was weakening rapidly.

“No, you’re not, ten years is nothing and besides... I don’t care. I want you. I want you right now.”

With her body betraying her true feelings, Gail wondered why she was making things so difficult. Her breathing was heavy, her nipples demanded attention and down south, her expensive lingerie was becoming a sodden rag. Her resistance further diminished when he grabbed her hand and placed it against his hardness.

“I know this is what you want, Gail,” he said confidently and moved closer. His aftershave was intoxicating, his lips exhilarating and then she was aware of a hand not only cupping her breasts but also pressing against her soft underbelly. He started kissing her again, only this time more passionately. “It’s yours for the taking,” he whispered making Gail conscious to the fact she hadn’t removed her hand. As the mists of confusion were unequivocally washed away by the rising tide of passion, she succumbed to her growing wantonness. After barely making it to the restrooms in time, he took her, hard, fast and masterly and for the first time in years, Gail experienced an earth shattering orgasm.

The memory of their first time excited her and after entering the hallway, Gail turned towards the restrooms. Her arousal was so bad, she could feel the slick fluids she was secreting covering the top of her thighs. That’s how badly she needed to feel him right now. His two week absence had been unbearable and as the image from the computer flashed through her brain, Gail felt her pulse race in heightened anticipation. Exactly as it had the last time they used each other.

As ordered Gail and her spouse attended Daniel’s wedding reception and accordingly she wore a classy, black, dress with matching stockings and suspenders. Despite having his new bride beside him, Daniel couldn’t take his eyes off her and shortly before the newly weds were due to leave, she received a text message.

‘Cloakroom now!’

Upon entering, Daniel ordered her to remove her panties, while leading her into the back room. After pocketing the soaking wet garment, he gruffly turned her around and brutally rammed his cock home. While Gail experienced another intense orgasm, Daniel kept pounding her until his body violently jerked, filling her with hot creamy spunk. Then, without uttering another word, he withdrew his wilting erection and left her standing there alone. As tears and sperm trickled down her skin, she wondered if she would ever have him again.

In the restroom, leaning over the water closet, she moaned loudly as he buried his cock deep inside her bowels. He was back where he belonged.