"I have something I think you'd like."
"What's that?" I asked, my voice taking on a sexy tone I hadn't intended.
"I can show you after work if you like," Raymond smiled warmly at me. It appeared to be an innocent conversation. Our coworkers probably had no idea that his invite to show me something after work was sexually charged. They knew Raymond as a faithfully married man and he was. Well, he almost was. He had been flirting with me incessantly since I had started working there.
"Okay, sounds good!" I tried my best not to wink at him or to show my feelings. I knew how important it was that he maintain his image as a good husband and father. I didn't want to make his life hard. I just wanted to fuck him so much. I needed his older, married dick more than I needed most things in life. His smile haunted me after work and into my dreams. I fucked myself to his image in my mind. I pictured him pumping his cock in and out of my pussy.
"You're better than my wife," he always told me in my fantasies. That made me cum on most nights.
"Great. I'll come by your desk around five then." He looked so eager.
"Okay, great." I smiled warmly and I knew that I couldn't hold back some of the flirtation that had built up inside of me. His hand touched my arm slightly and I could feel the chills run up and down my spine. Just his touch drove me mad. How would I handle it if we fucked? I knew it was wrong. He was married. I shouldn't be feeling this way.
I headed back to my desk and tried to get through my work, which was difficult. I looked over at Raymond often and smiled to myself. He was my dirty, little secret and I was his. We hadn't had sex yet but all the signs were there. He had told another coworker that he would totally fuck me and that information had been passed on to me. I played with that information in my mind as I thought about him taking control of me. I couldn't wait for work to be over so he could show me whatever he was going to show me. I hoped it was his dick.
I was counting the minutes until it was time to go. I was getting nervous when 5 o'clock came and went. I looked over to where Raymond usually worked and he wasn't there. Had he left without me? I started to panic. I checked my phone to see if he had texted me anything. There was nothing. The time crept by and I pretended I was still working as I waited for Raymond to show. What if he didn't show up? Just when I was about to give up I heard his voice.
"Here there, beautiful. Sorry, I'm late. I had an issue I needed to deal with. Are you still up for checking this out with me?"
"What exactly are we checking out?"
"It's a bit of a surprise and I'm going to have to ask you to trust me."
"Trust you?"
"Yeah. You trust me, don't you?"
"Yes," I felt a warm flush settle over my body. I wanted to fuck him so badly. I wondered if everyone could tell as he waited for me to gather my purse and my phone before we walked side by side to the door.
"Bye Natasha!" Raymond called to the girl who worked the front desk.
"Bye!" she called back and I noticed the slight flirtation in her voice. Was I really getting jealous over a man I wasn't even fucking? He was married! What was I even doing?
"Come on," Raymond gestured to me. "I want to show you my truck. It's the kind of truck that girls your age really like."
"What do you mean by that?" I giggled.
"It's lifted. You like to go off-roading?"
"I've never done that before."
"Maybe I misjudged you. I thought you liked a rough, bumpy ride." Now I could see that he was flirting as he led me to the passenger side of his truck and opened the door for me like a gentleman. He helped me up into the truck, grabbing my ass and pushing it upward toward the seat.
