I had wanted Jess ever since I first met her, on the first day of my new job at Carter and McDowell's, a small time accounts and business adviser company. She was truly stunning, without fault, her dark blonde hair framed her gorgeous face and her tanned, slim body was obviously something she had worked hard at. A tight stomach, delicious, perky tits and a firm, round ass that left men's tongues wagging.
However there was a snag which I learnt of after inquiring about Jess' availability with some of my male co-workers.
"Let me tell you Rob, that piece of ass is a no go zone. Married. Husband won't let the woman out of his sight. Don't blame the son of a bitch."
They were right. He dropped her off in the morning, made surprise visits during the day and picked her up at night. He even rang her during the work parties, often resulting in Jess leaving early, more often than not in floods of tears. Despite this I couldn't help but notice an attraction between us, we constantly found ourselves admiring each other from across the table during board meetings. We would smile shyly as we walked past each other, and on the few occasions we were able to have a conversation, the tension was tangible.
However, a few weeks ago I had decided enough was enough. Her husband didn't deserve her and she didn't deserve that sort of treatment from her husband. I had made up my mind; I was going to have her myself.
So recently I had volunteered to take on and advise a new client, who's health was faltering and who wished for their business and financial matters be tied up properly for the next of kin. In order to properly do so, I explained to my boss, I would like to work alongside someone who had expertise in tax management.
"I was thinking perhaps Jess? We've always worked very efficiently together."
He considered it for a minute or so, whilst I crossed my fingers in my pockets.
"Fine, but we need this done soon Rob. Mr Kelly is an impatient man."
I left the room with a barely concealed smile. So far so good. Next was to ask Jess if she could stay late tonight to help. I knocked softly at her office door.
"Come in"
She was sat at her desk, hair tied back, in the ensemble I most often pictured in my fantasies, a thin, white blouse tucked into her tight, black business skirt. Her breasts looked magnificent, as her chest slowly rose and fell. She looked up and gave me a shy smile.
"Hey Rob, what can I do for you?"
"Actually I need to ask a big favour" I scratched my head, trying to look sincere, "I've been working on the Kelly file for the past few weeks but he's getting impatient, I think I've pretty much tied everything up but I need a second opinion from someone and wondered if you had time this evening to run by my office? It may take a few hours. It... It's fine if you can't."
