I have been working for a small company for a little over a year and a half, and for the whole time I have been working there this one girl, Jennifer, has been bitching about her husband and what a jerk he is. Well, about a month ago I heard her say to one of our other co-workers that they had gotten separated and that he wasn't living in the house. Jennifer is a nice looking girl, with a sexy body, but she is definitely a little uptight. I actually know her husband from going to high school with him, and I'm guessing, from what I know of her and what I know of him, that their sex life was probably pretty "plain vanilla." I have often looked at her in a skirt or tight dress pants and thought about the things I could teach her.
A week or so after I heard that Jennifer had split with her husband, a bunch of us decided to get some drinks one Friday after work. In the past, she would never join us, but now that she was single I playfully encouraged her to join us, suggesting "you never know what could happen" and she fortunately decided to join us.
When we got to the bar I made sure we ended up sitting next to each other. We had a chance to make more small talk that one night that we had probably made in most of the time we had worked together.
After an hour or so most of our co-workers were ready to head home and so I asked Jenn where she was parked and offered to walk her to her car. We got to her car and she hit the remote unlock button on her car keys and so I was able to open her door for her. She smiled as I did this and made a comment about it being a long time since anyone had held a door for her. I stood in front of the car door so we would be close together as she climbed in. She stood and looked at me and smiled, and thanked me for being so nice. I said "You're welcome" and we stood for a moment in awkward silence before I decided to try to kiss her.
I leaned in and at first she moved her head backwards but then she stopped and let me kiss her on the lips. I kissed her softly and said goodnight. I then stepped out of the way and let her get into the car, but as I did she held my hand. I turned and we were face to face again and this time she kissed me. At first it was a gentle kiss, the way I had kissed her, but then I put my arm around her and we began to kiss more passionately. This went on for a moment before she pulled away. I kept my arm around her and we looked at each other for a moment before she whispered "We should go somewhere.."
My heart raced as I thought about the potential before me, but I wasn't sure how to respond. My apartment was much closer than her house and so I said "Come home with me.." I waited for a moment, hoping her response would be agreement, and I knew it was when she took my hand in hers and closed her car door.
We walked silently, hand in hand, to my car and climbed in. The radio was on and so we made small talk about the music playing while we drove to my apartment. Once we got inside I offered her something to drink but she declined. She walked into my small living room and I could tell she felt awkward -- and so did I. I gave her the "tour" of the living room and then sat on my couch, hoping that would entice her to join me. She spent a moment looking at the photos on my wall before sitting down next to me.
I put my hand on her leg and said something stupid like "what do you think of my place.." but she laughed which helped me relax a bit and so I took her hand and held it. As I did she leaned towards me and we began to kiss again.
I wanted to rip her clothes off and get a look at her beautiful body, but I knew that I needed to make slow love to her, and enjoy every inch of her body, in a way I'm sure she had not experienced in a long time.