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The Office Affair
by Frank Andernest (no address provided)

***

A true - I repeat - A TRUE, story. Some of the 
conversation has been fictionalized due to memory 
failure but the circumstances and event is genuine. A 
man has a crush on a younger female co-worker and that 
crush, and sexual desire, is not only realized but also 
reciprocated. (MF, oral, anal, work-affair)

***

Henley was infatuated with Marion from the day he first 
set eyes on her - sitting across the table from him 
during the interview for her employment.

He thought her face was utterly beautiful and just 
wanted to cup it in his hands and kiss her. "She has a 
most kissable mouth," thought Henley.

Her body wasn't beautiful in the generally-accepted 
sense; her hips and backside were large and gave her an 
overall pear shape, due also to her small breasts, which 
didn't add balance to her enhanced lower quarters.

But that didn't faze Henley. He thought she was gorgeous 
and he had, at the ripe old age of 55, what really 
amounted to a teenage crush on a woman 20 years his 
junior.

As the days passed following Marion's engagement as 
office manager, she and Henley developed a comfortable, 
friendly working relationship. They were able to 
converse easily and enjoyed each other's company during 
the working day.

They shared personal information regarding their 
respective lives and there were times when Henley felt 
that Marion saw him as a father-figure, someone from 
whom she sought advice and opinions.

That this may have been the case didn't disappoint 
Henley but he carried a physical yearning for Marion, 
regardless.

However, he did nothing unseemly or anything that could 
be considered as sexual harassment, always acting the 
perfect gentleman.

A time arrived, one afternoon, when everything changed, 
however.

The regular cleaner, who attended to the small office, 
usually after the other few employees had left at 4:00 
PM, was on annual leave for a fortnight and Henley and 
Marion volunteered to stay back after closing and empty 
the waste baskets and vacuum the floors.

Marion started on the waste collection whilst Henley was 
still at his office desk.

As Marion edged past his desk and bent down to empty his 
waste receptacle, she said "Squeeze me, Henley!," a 
jocular saying meaning 

"Excuse me."

Henley laughingly responded with "Where, Marion?!" and 
she in turn smiled and retorted "You choose!" as she 
straightened up next to his chair.

Without thinking, and simply as an automatic reaction to 
her reply, Henley reached out with his right hand and 
very gently squeezed her left breast through her blouse 
and within a microsecond of doing so he was aghast, 
hugely embarrassed and red-faced as he cried 

"Oh, I'm sorry... sorry, sorry, Marion. I just reacted. 
I am so sorry - please forgive me."

Marion simply turned, looked him in the eye and smiled 
gently as she said "That's okay, Henley. Don't be upset. 
There's nothing for you to apologise for. I've wanted 
you to touch me for a long time and I probably 
subconsciously said what I did hoping that's what would 
happen."

With that, she cupped Henley's face in her hands and 
kissed him softly on the mouth, her tongue darting out 
to gently force its way between his lips and caress his 
tongue as their kiss lingered and became passionate.

"Oh god, I've wanted you from the day I first met you," 
gasped Henley as he returned her kiss and, at the same 
time, moulded her breast in his hand, feeling the nipple 
harden in response.

They knelt on the carpeted floor of Henley's office, all 
thoughts of anything other than sex completely blown 
away.

Marion unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. She then 
unzipped her blue uniform skirt, sliding it over her 
legs and feet. Both garments she placed on the desk next 
to them as Henley gazed longingly at her body, now 
almost naked except for her white bra and panties.

He was quivering, shaking almost, as he started to 
unbutton his shirt, feeling embarrassment along with 
lust.

"It's a while since I've undressed in front of a woman," 
he whispered, his face downcast.

Marion knew, from their conversations, that Henley and 
his wife had been sexually separated for almost four 
years.

"Henley, let me do it," Marion said softly. "I want to 
undress you. Just relax and let me..."

As Marion disrobed him, starting with his shirt, then 
trousers and socks, Henley luxuriated in the feel of a 
woman's hands touching him sensuously for the first time 
in many years. Finally she hooked two fingers into the 
waistband of his briefs, softly dragging her hand across 
the bulge of his erection as she did so.

Henley's senses were at screaming point, his breath 
coming in short gasps, his mouth dry, his palms sweaty 
and his penis as hard as iron.

"Stop!" gasped Henley. "Stop, take off your underwear 
first. Please - I want to see you naked as you finish 
stripping me."

Marion smiled shyly, murmured, "Okay, my sweet," slipped 
her bra straps off her shoulders and pulled the cups 
down, exposing her small but shapely breasts, which 
featured large brown aureola and pert, erect nipples. 
She twisted the bra around so that the clasp at the back 
was easily accessible, deftly flicked the hook out of 
the loop and the flimsy garment fell into her lap.

She then moved from the kneeling position, planted her 
ample backside on the floor, inserted a thumb into each 
side of her white panties and, raising her legs, pushed 
the undergarment down her thighs, then calves and 
finally flicked them off with her feet.

Marion leaned back against the side of the desk and 
parted her legs slightly. Henley could see that Marion 
had a hairless pubic mound, which raised his level of 
excitement and made his penis, which had been straining 
for release, ooze pre-cum lubricant, creating a dark 
spot on his underpants.

"Henley, let me take your jocks off," said Marion. "Come 
and stand in front of me, sweetheart, and I'll slip them 
down for you."

Henley stood and moved as asked, his bulging crotch at 
face-level with Marion.

She put a finger in each side of the waistband of his 
briefs and slowly lowered them but the head of his erect 
cock (by now Henley was thinking in everyday terms and 
not those from a medical dictionary) caught the stretchy 
fabric.

Marion pulled the Lycra out from Henley's groin and his 
engorged member popped free, bobbing into an almost 
vertical position as it emerged from the constriction of 
the underpants.

Marion admired the penis which stood rampant just inches 
from her eyes, its circumcised head almost glowing 
reddish-purple, the vein on the shaft standing proud of 
the surrounding skin. Pre-cum glistened on the head as 
it almost flowed from the eye, droplets forming on the 
underside even as she watched.

At the base of the shaft, which was of average length 
and diameter, the two testicles could be seen slowly 
moving within their sac...actually moving! The scrotum 
swung freely, the heat of Henley's body causing the 
organs to move away from the warmth of the groin and 
seek what coolness they could.

"I've fantasised about doing this with your cock, 
Henley," Marion said as she lowered her opening lips 
towards the head, her pink tongue reaching out, touching 
the tip of Henley's cock as she tasted his clear, 
slippery lubricant. Then, her lips pursed, she pushed 
her mouth over the head and slid her head down the 
shaft, all the time rolling her tongue around the 
engorged cock as it reached towards the back of her 
throat.

"Oh, GOD!," groaned Henley, his hands placed on each 
side of Marion's head, his fingers caressing her hair 
ceaselessly as she moved her head up and down, little 
grunts of delight coming from her sealed mouth as she 
pleasured Henley.

"Marion, stop, stop... I'll come and I don't want to, 
not yet. Let me eat your pussy, lap you with my tongue 
and taste your juices."

In the corner of the office sat a comfortably-
upholstered easy chair with padded arms, intended for 
visitors.

Marion said "Oh Christ, yes please! I want to sit in the 
chair - it will make it easier and for both of us."

With that, Marion moved to the chair, sat down, leaned 
back and then swung a leg over each arm, pushing her 
hips forward as she adjusted her position so that her 
pussy was right on the edge of the seat. With her legs 
wide apart and supported by the arms of the chair, she 
was fully exposed, her hairless mound and two fleshy, 
pendulous inner lips now ready for Henley to savour.

Marion's eyes locked onto Henley's as she uttered, 
almost gutturally, "Eat my cunt, Henley. Suck my juices. 
God, I am so hot that my clit is going to explode!"

Henley dropped to his knees in front of the chair, 
placed a hand on each side of Marion's pussy and gently 
spread the lips apart, exposing a wet, pink, delicious 
dessert of erotic and aroused flesh.

His mouth descended to the task, his tongue and lips 
expertly arousing Marion to heights of sensual pleasure, 
bringing her to just a fraction away from orgasm, then 
easing off so that the crescendo was delayed. Again and 
again Henley almost brought Marion to the peak until 
finally she groaned "Bring me off, darling. Suck me 
off!"

With that, Henley, his face smothered in saliva and 
Marion's juices, which now seemed to flow from her like 
a stream, inserted a well-lubricated finger into 
Marion's tight anus at the same time as he took the nub 
of her clit between his lips and ravished it with his 
tongue.

Marion bucked, her body almost ejecting itself from the 
chair.

She rammed her cunt into Henley's sodden face, gripping 
his head tightly and pulling it so hard into her hot 
groin that he thought he would suffocate.

Again and again she bucked her hips, Henley still 
working on her clit with his tongue and teeth, until she 
grunted "No more... s-s-stop! Stop! Oh god... stop!"

Her breathing gradually slowed, her pulse rate returning 
to something approaching normal.

Marion lay slumped in the chair, a leg still over each 
arm, her pussy reddened and glistening from Henley's 
work.

Henley sat on the floor between Marion's legs, her pussy 
just in front of his face.

His cock was so hard that it hurt him - he hadn't felt 
that way for many years.

Marion looked down at him and smiled a soft, romantic 
smile, saying gently "That was just incredible, you 
darling man. I have not had an orgasm like that for a 
long, long time."

She rose from the chair, crouching down in front of 
Henley, and said "Now it's my turn for you."

Marion turned around, on all fours, with her head 
supported by the easy chair and her sumptuous posterior 
jutting upwards.

She reached around and spread her cheeks apart with her 
hands.

"There you are, lover. You choose."

Although the thought of getting his raging cock into 
Marion's by now juicy cunt almost overwhelmed him with 
desire, Henley had never experienced anal sex before. 
The idea of fucking her tight hole, of spurting his 
semen, his "cum," into her rectum almost caused Henley 
to swoon, he was so sexually aroused.

He placed his left hand on Marion's left buttock and, 
with his right, grasped his cock and ran the head along 
her slippery cunt, the fluid adding to the pre-cum that 
kept flowing from his raging erection.

Then, placing his right hand on her right cheek, he 
spread her apart as she moved her hands away, placing 
them on the chair cushion to support herself.

"Fuck me, Henley. Give me your cock. Blow your cream 
into my bowels. C'mon, sweetheart... it's all yours!" 
Marion huskily purred the words and Henley didn't 
hesitate.

He eased the purple head of his cock into the sphincter, 
intently watching, amazed and delighted by the way the 
muscle opened up around his shaft as it gradually moved 
into Marion.

Finally his balls rested against Marion's cunt-lips. 
Henley took a breath and asked "Is that okay? Am I 
hurting you? Tell me if it hurts and I'll pull out."

"No, Henley. It's fine. Now fuck me and blow your load 
into me!"

With that, Henley started to thrust.

In and out, gently at first then, within mere seconds, 
he was pounding away, each inward thrust so deep that 
his groin slapped against Marion, the sound adding to 
the squelches, the grunts, the groans as the hot sweaty 
bodies copulated.

Henley had reached around Marion's right thigh and was 
jiggling her clit with his fingers, to the extent that 
she was now working with

Henley, pushing back as he thrust forward. More pussy 
juice flowed from her cunt, drops falling onto the 
carpet between their legs.

Henley could feel himself climbing to orgasm.

He grunted "I'm gonna cum! I'M CUMMING! AARRHH!"

With that his body stiffened and he stopped thrusting, 
his cock buried to the hilt within Marion's warm, wet 
tightness.

Semen exploded from his cock as it spasmed, spurt after 
spurt, the creamy fluid filling her rectum.

They stayed joined for a short time, Marion resting her 
head on her hands in the chair, Henley exhausted and 
draped over her back.

Henley then pulled away from Marion, his cock slowly 
sliding out of the anal opening, which closed like a 
camera shutter as the head exited her hole.

He lay back against the chair base and Marion slumped 
down next to him, her head resting on his left shoulder, 
her hands reaching out for his. She linked their fingers 
and said "I love what we've done, Henley. It was 
fantastic and I have no regrets. I want to do it again - 
not now, but again, at another time. I don't want this 
to be the one and only."

"There'll be more, my love," replied Henley.

And there was. 

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex
with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it
isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people
other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around
the world contract HIV every year. You only have one
body per lifetime, so take good care of it!
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