Sandy and I have been working together for almost three years! Sandy s married with 4 kids and a husband that likes to travel and works several jobs to make sure that he can travel and that at least his kids have clothes. But he makes Sandy work so that she can go on these trips with him or if she wants to go somewhere also. To me not much of a happy marriage. I...semi happy and with two kids and a rough and tumble marriage.
There have been many nights that it seemed that Sandy and I would be working late. I remember a night that I actually left and she was still pounding at the keyboard after 10pm.
Sandy has these shirts that she wears that are a little small for her over grown breasts that seem to be squeezed too much into those shirts. The holes between the buttons are usually spread apart in a couple of areas and during staff meetings and other times, it's easy to see what kind of bra and color she is wearing! I love it on the days that she wears her jean shirt. That one seems to be the smallest and the most accessible to see the either red or black bra that she seems to wear each time that she wears it.
But on this day her door was closed and the do not disturb monitor on the phone was lit. One of those days that she had a lot to do and this is not an everyday thing but heck, I get those days also. But it seems that everyone once in a while I could her yelling at someone. Probably yelling at Doug her husband on the phone. Then I could hear her crying sometimes. Our walls in our office are not that thick and you can hear most conversations in any of the offices, door closed or not.
About 4pm, I knew that I had some extra work to do to prepare for a meeting the next morning and I called home and told Tina...my wife that I was not coming home. She was fine with it and said to call her! She was used to these nights.
At 4:30pm, I heard Sandy's door open up and she walked to my office slowly and asked if she could talk to me.
"Sure Sandy, come on in."
She closed the door and proceeded to talk to me about what's been going on and I found out that it was her husband. They have been fighting pretty badly for about two weeks and he is moving out. "John, what's the chance you want to go to dinner with me so that I can vent?"
I told her lets go and off we went and she got to vent about the affair that her hubby is having and how she found out.
After dinning we went back to the empty office and went back to work. About a half hour later I heard Sandy crying again and went into her office and told her to come here and I held her as she cried. She felt so good. Soft and smelled really great and her hair had this berry scent to it and that was the best. But to feel her breasts pressed up against my chest felt even better. I immediately started to support wood and that would be a bad situation. So there I was with an older beautiful lady who was crying and I was holding her tightly in her office alone at night while she cried.....and her breasts were great!
It seemed to last forever as she cried so hard sometimes and then she would stop and just stand there in my arms...and we would talk a little and then she would cry some more and this went on for about an hour. She broke the hold and wiped the tears that were in her eyes and face of just recent and grabbed my face by the cheeks and said, "Thanks for being here for me, you are such a great person, your wife is lucky to have you!"
That could be the death kill sentence for some fun action that I could play on her tonight with Sandy being so vulnerable, but then she came in and kissed me with some great pressure on the lips and as we broke she just stared at me and looked with a little astonishment. As she was about to speak and I came in and we started to kiss again, more passionately this time and I was able to taste her mouth. Her lips and her tongue were delicious. As we kissed she allowed her tongue to probe my mouth and dance with my tongue and the kissing became very apparent to me that this was very serious. Her vulnerability was much more serious then I thought but she didn't care and continued to go at it with my mouth. He hands were on my back, arms were wrapped around me and my hands slowly moving up and down on her torso sides.
We broke the kiss and moved down and started to kiss her neck and around over by her ears. She just stood there and enjoyed everything I did and when I licked and sucked on her earlobe and hands would squeeze into my back and I knew that was a great focal point for me to continue at.
I made my way back to her mouth and entered my tongue into the dancing game and I walked her back against the wall and put the pressure of my body against her body a little more and made the experience even more erotic as she melted into my body with her embrace. This must have been some of the attention that she needed especially after her hubby was screwing around on this beautiful woman. These eyes, this mouth, these tits and what a great looking ass and he wants to fuck around.
I made my way down her neck and into her shirt top and was licking her chest with my tongue with soft slow motions and she would push out her chest some and make her breast force out harder through the shirt that she was wearing today which was the jean one with a silky soft dress. Her arms transferred themselves to my head and pressed my face deeper into her chest and the top of her shirt.
I took my teeth and yanked at her shirt hoping for a button to let loose her breasts a little more. Sandy yanked my head up and forced her tongue into my mouth and I watched her hand go down to her shirt and she started to unbutton the shirt all the way down. When she opened the shirt up all the way I could see it was her black bra that was very see through and just barely covered her nipples at the crest of the bra!
"Is this what you were looking for?" Sandy asked.
I just smiled and kissed different parts of her chest that was not covered in a shirt or bra....and I cupped my hand over one of her breasts. Her soothing sounds of a moan crossed her lips and I squeezed a bit over her bra and taking her luscious breast into my hand. With each squeeze on her breast a moan crossed her lips and a heavy exhale followed.