"Where is he?", she said to herself as she sat impatiently at her desk.
It was 9 o'clock and he should have been in by now. Olivia was waiting for her boss, William to arrive. They worked for a large communications firm, and William was the General Manager of the records management section. They had known each other since she came to the company 12 years ago. She was a call center trainee, and he was working as a systems analyst . They hit it off immediately, and became lovers within a month's time. Although their affair was short lived, they became close friends, and kept in touch over the years, sharing their ups and downs. On a couple of occasions, they were able to briefly re-kindle their affair, only to then part their separate ways, but still retaining their good friendship. Through the years, they both, married, had kids, and moved on with their lives. Fate, however, brought them back together again when Olivia returned from a prolonged sick leave and discovered that William was promoted to manage a new unit. When she called him to say hello (they hadn't spoken in three years), he answered the phone as if they already talked that morning. She was shocked. It was like they were never apart. They quickly caught up with each other's current situations.
"Do you have room for one more?" She asked. She didn't want to return to the call center and the bitchy atmosphere that permeated the place.
"Sure, anything for an old friend. I'll help you out." And so, once again their paths crossed, and this time it would be a great adventure.
"Good morning sir." The voice of the girls in the front office snapped her out of her fog.
When she looked up, she saw William signing in. In a few minutes he would be passing through her section on his way to his office.
"Good morning everyone."
William always had a smile when he came in each morning. Everyone thought he was just very cheerful and polite, which he was, but she knew that the grin on his face showing those cute dimples each day was because she was there. Olivia admired and loved him so much. It was as if they were meant for each other. It just took 12 years to realize it. He was still the cute guy she met long ago. William was 41, five- eleven, medium skinned, with a good build. He always looked dapper in the suits he wore everyday, but there were two things that made her hot and wet each time she saw him. First, he had the most adorable eyes. Big, brown and penetrating, it felt that he looked directly into her soul, trapping her in an erotic trance. And finally, the large cock he tried so much to hide in his pants. No matter what he did, that tell tale bulge was always visible. It was the topic of several office "girl talk" secessions. Olivia always laughed to herself when the girls would imagine what is dick was like. "If my surprise goes well, I just might be tasting that dick today", she thought as he walked in. As he passed her desk, William gave her that quick second look, hoping that none of the other girls noticed. Olivia bat her eyelashes quickly in response. William opened the door and went into his office.
Goddamn! She always looks so hot!" he said to himself as he signed in for the day.
William always took the opportunity to get a long look at Olivia each morning when he signed in. The desk was directly in the line-of-sight of his girl. He would spend a minute or two as if he was inspecting the entries or shuffling through new memos, but he really was inspecting the beauty sitting at the fourth desk. Olivia was 10 years his junior, and strikingly beautiful. She was tall and slim, long legs with sexy thighs and curvaceous hips that rose up to a cute round ass. Her breasts were nice and inviting with perky nipples. Olivia had the face of a model. High cheek bones, beautiful brown skin, big brown eyes, beautiful smile showing off her perfect lips. Her hair and makeup was always impeccable, a face you would expect to see on the cover of several magazines. She was wearing a sleeveless flowered dress, and when he passed her desk, she conveniently turned toward him so the he could see the whole outfit. The dress was short and flared, showing off those luscious legs. And to put the nail in the coffin, she was wearing sandals with three inch heels which strapped around her ankles. William had a serious shoe fetish, and those shoes were just the thing to make his dick hard. But it seemed that everything she did made him hard. The sexual bond between them was so strong, it endured over 12 years, and in the past 10 months had grown to a fever pitch that didn't seem to stop. Within that time, they had fallen in love with each other, and although they had their separate lives, this just worked. He couldn't understand it, couldn't explain it, but it did. They were the unknown variable that balanced out their life's equation. Out of all the women he'd been with, none of them touched his soul like Olivia, and none of them could approach the sex that they shared. "Keep it moving Will", he said to himself as he passed her desk. Just the sight of her and her outfit had his dick stirring. He wanted to get to his office before his growing hard-on became noticeable. He went into his office, and closed the door, not even realizing that Olivia already knew that she got a good "rise" out of him.
About an hour later, she rang his phone.
"Hi sweetie", she said in a cheerful voice. "Are you busy?"
"Never to busy for you baby." His deep voice made her quiver in her seat.
"Do you have company?"
She was referring to William's administrative manager known throughout the section as the "Witch". She sat across from William and was the total opposite of him. Where William was cool and understanding, it was as if her whole purpose in life was to make others miserable. No one liked her, and no one more than Olivia. The Witch had tried to fuck with her on several occasions, but William put her in her place. Not because they were lovers, but because the Witch was just plain wrong. She was so jealous of their friendship, it showed in her face every time she saw them together. Olivia surmised that the Witch probably wanted William for herself. Too bad bitch! Not happening.
"No, your friend stepped out." He replied.
"I'm coming back to see you." She said.
"I await you with baited breath." William could always be counted to come up with something "different" to say. That was just one of the million things that she loved about him. Too bad the Witch wasn't there. Olivia loved to see her get mad and leave when ever she came to chat with the Boss. Olivia checked herself in the mirror, got up from her desk and went to see her man.
A soft double knock on the door followed by "Can I come in?" greeted William. "Please cum." He said, and he meant it literally. Olivia opened the door, entered, and closed it behind her. William just stared at this gorgeous beauty before him. His dick was hard as a rock.
"Forgive me if I don't get up, but you, well, you know what you do."
"You need to cut that out!" she replied with a devilish grin on her face.
She grabbed a chair and sat down next to him. She crossed her legs, allowing her dress to rise ever so slightly to reveal more of those long legs. William was transfixed by her presence. And to top it off, she was wearing his favorite perfume. It mixed so well with her natural scent, that it would drive him insane if he endured it too long.
