My lust for the construction manager started the day my boss Jack came strolling into my office and told me that the following day he and I would be taking a trip. We were flying to Biloxi, Mississippi because our new industrial production facility was having a problem that could not be resolved by phone, email, or conference call. It was an operational issue with the Heating Ventilation Air Conditioning (HVAC) system in Phase 1. Phase 2 was already underway so the problem in Phase 1 needed to be dealt with and resolved immediately. Since I am a mechanical engineer, it was only natural for me to join my boss on the trip.
Our plane was delayed by thirty minutes due to a severe thunderstorm so we were a little late walking into the construction trailer for the meeting with the Construction Managers, which were a husband and wife team for this project. A very attractive woman appeared to be in charge of the meeting, which had already started. She was standing up next to the conference table full of drawings that had been rolled out all over it. She was discussing the drawings and issues with the HVAC system of Phase 1 with all the subcontractors.
“Nice of you both to finally decide to join our meeting,” she said sarcastically. “Is it safe to assume you are from the corporate office and one of you is the mechanical engineer?”
I stepped forward and extended my hand, “I am Mike, the mechanical engineer, and sorry we're late. Our plane was delayed because of a thunderstorm.”
“Could have been polite and let me know of the delay. Now I am going to have to repeat myself.”
Jack knew that sometimes I let my temper get the best of me so having been to the site before he quickly introduced Tammy to me, one-half of the Construction Manager team.
Tammy looked to be in her late forties with beautiful green eyes and dirty blonde hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. I could tell that she worked outside a lot by her tight, fit body, bronzed by the sun. For many men she would not be considered pretty in a classical sense but to me she was very good looking – and sexy as hell. She was wearing tight jeans that hugged her pert ass and a tee shirt that was cut down to the top of her cleavage.
Just watching her work was making my cock twitch but I knew she was off limits. I took a deep breath to clear my mind of all the things I would like to do to her in bed and concentrate on the meeting. It did not help that throughout the meeting we kept sneaking glances at each other.
Tammy could not figure out just what it was about the mechanical engineer that made her tingle down in her pussy but whatever it was, she liked it. His looks did not spell sex for sure. He was six feet tall, with light brown hair and blue eyes but she just knew she wanted to explore that feeling. She worked with men all day and not one of them had ever tempted her to cheat on her husband of ten years – until now.
After the meeting, we spent some time on the project site to try to come up with a solution to the problem. A final brief meeting was held between Jack, Tammy, and me to jot down notes for fixing the problem.
As we were leaving the construction trailer Tammy asked, “How about having dinner with my husband and me. I would like you to meet Bob, the other half of this team.”
“Sounds great,” we said in agreement
Jack and I got to the restaurant first and grabbed a table. Tammy and Bob arrived shortly after us. Tammy flopped in the chair beside me, leaving her husband to sit between her and Jack . It was at this time I wished that the restaurant had square tables instead of round ones. I would have been sitting on the same side as Tammy and they would have been on the other side.
We all enjoyed a beer while waiting for our steak dinners. I could feel Tammy’s leg rubbing against mine. Everyone had worn shorts due to the warm evening so there was plenty of skin on skin between Tammy and me. As dinner progressed, and a couple of more beers each, Tammy’s hand would drop down and rest on my leg. I passed it off as just the beers but as we were leaving, she pressed up against me in a hug and patted my ass, whispering that she would see me tomorrow at the site. I glanced over to see if Bob had noticed but he was engaged in a conversation with Jack.
The next day we were busy meeting with subcontractors and doing some testing. Throughout the day, there were some smiles and stares between Tammy and myself but that was it. The entire week we were there, I could not get her out of mind and several times, I jerked off in the shower while thinking of her. Throughout the week, Tammy and I became more friendly and comfortable with each other but maintained a purely working relationship. Jack and I flew out on Friday.
Two weeks later, Jack had me fly back down to Biloxi to make sure that everything was going according to plans for the HVAC system for Phase 1. Again, only Tammy met me at the construction project.
“Is Bob joining us?” I inquired, wondering if he was even working as a part of the Construction Management team or was just a name on the contract.
“He is going to be working tonight onsite to oversee the tie-in to the existing utilities," she explained. “That is his area of expertise and mine is in the office, planning, and doing the business side of the projects.”
When the day ended I said, “I am staying at the Marriot Hotel if there is any problems tonight and Bob needs to get a hold of me.”
“There is a new seafood restaurant next to the hotel that I have been dying to try. I have heard they have really good food so since we both have to eat, would you like to join me there for supper?” she asked
“Sure, I love seafood so meet you there about six o’clock.”
I got to the restaurant about ten minutes before six o’clock, feeling as nervous as a teenager does on his first date. I kept reminding myself that this was not a date, that she was married, that this was just a business dinner. My brain knew that but apparently, my body had not received the same message. Just thinking about her made my cock twitch and become slightly erect.
I had my name on the waiting list and it was just called when she walked in. I almost did not recognize her because gone were the jeans and shorts, replaced by a sundress that fell to mid-thigh and tied around the neck. Her sexy toned legs seemed to go on forever. At this point, I was glad I had decided to wear khakis and a button-down shirt since she had dressed up too
She greeted me with a quick kiss and a hug, letting me know that she was braless by pressing her breasts into my chest during the hug. The server seated us and we both ordered beers and the fish special. During the meal, we talked and flirted back and forth, making it seem like a date that would end up with us fucking our brains out in my hotel room. I thought it was only me having these thoughts but I was wrong – very wrong, as I found out after we left the restaurant.
After the dinner, as I walked her to her car, Tammy reached down and grabbed my hand, holding on to it as we walked. At the car, which was parked in the back lot away from the restaurant, Tammy suddenly shoved me against the side. Tammy plastered herself against me as she kissed me hard, her tongue delving into my mouth. I responded by grabbing her ass cheeks and kissing her back just as hard, our tongues mating frantically. My cock sprang to life and strained against the zipper in my jeans. As close as she was to me, I knew she could feel my cock pressing into her pelvis but she did not move away, only pressed closer.
“Wow!” she said breaking the kiss and hold, stepping back. “Are you married?”
“No, divorced, but you are married,”
Tammy looked at me with a sly grin and asked, “Is it against your morals to fuck a married woman?”
Although I knew it sounded lame, I asked, “What about Bob?”
“What about him?” she asked “He is working tonight, remember?
“Yes, but…” I began
Never mind,” Tammy interrupted. “I am out of practice with flirting and got the wrong message. I thought that you wanted to fuck me. Hope we can still work together comfortably. Please move I need to get home.”
I pulled her back to me and whispered in her ear, “I want to fuck you and have from the first time you admonished us for being late to the meeting. If you are sure, let’s fuck,” as I slipped my hand under her dress to rub my fingers across the crotch of her panties, which were already wet.
In answer to my question, Tammy reached down and squeezed the bulge in front of my jeans. “Let’s let this snake run free.”
I took her hand and walked with her to the back door of the hotel, and led her to my room. Once inside it was as if she had turned into a wild woman. In a hurry to get my shirt off, a few buttons were popped off and sent flying in different directions across the room. I unfastened her sundress, letting it pool on the floor, leaving her wearing nothing but her sandals and yellow thong. On her bronze body, it looked almost as if she was wearing nothing.
Undoing my belt, Tammy unfastened my pants, slowly drawing down the zipper, like a child opening a present, and wanting the anticipation to last as long as possible. Once my cock was free, it sprang to its full seven-inch length. Tammy dropped to her knees and lightly drew her fingernails up and down the entire length, drawing in the head and licking under the rim.