Ron stared down with nervous anticipation at the blonde cutie who knelt before him. Her brown plaid skirt was pulled up just enough, allowing her hose-covered knees to rest on the commercial grade carpet beneath her. Her white blouse hung unbuttoned and her well-endowed cleavage was clearly visible as she looked up at her boss.
The flushing of blood to her cheeks gave mild color to an otherwise pale face as Cindy licked her bright red lips. She held a peculiar grin and her blue eyes sparkled as she began to slowly unzip Ron's pants. Fully erect, his cock formed a large bulge in his pants, and while Cindy rubbed the outside of his trousers Ron couldn't believe that his fantasy was coming true.
Cindy had worked for Ron for two years and despite the fact that they were both attached the two had a long history of sexual tension between them. He was a happily married man it seemed, but Cindy could tell he wanted her. She herself had a steady boyfriend, but Ron could tell that she was interested in him as well. No, they had never vocalized it. Just some harmless flirting, the occasional brushing against each other, and the mesmerizing look that they had given one another at times. Though it was obvious to both of them that they each desired the other, neither of them had made an overt pass at the other. Until now.
Today, however, was different. Cindy had turned in her notice and this was her last day working for Ron, who was a generous boss and was loved by everyone. At a quarter 'til five that afternoon she said her goodbyes to her coworkers and prepared to leave. When she reported to Ron's office, he stood and greeted her one last time, but this time with a warm embrace that lasted longer than usual. For a moment there was an awkward pause and they almost kissed, then Ron broke the silence.
"Girl, I'm really gonna miss you" Ron stated with obvious feelings of desire in his eyes. "Dan and Nick will manage in your place just fine, but, ya know, they're just nowhere near as pretty."
Cindy smiled softly and blushed a little, but didn't acknowledge the compliment. She was silent for a moment before asking him, "Are...you gonna be here for a while?"
"As always," Ron replied, with a look of curiosity on his face.
"Well, there's a goodbye gift that I have for you but I need to come back to give it to you. Promise you won't leave?" she inquired.
"Your wish is my command, ma'am" Ron answered with a sly grin. He was determined to enjoy their game of tease all the way 'til she walked out the door. And when she did, he eyed her shapely behind as she strutted a catwalk. As she reached for the door Cindy gave a quick look over her shoulder, catching Ron staring at her ass. This time, unlike the many times before, Ron didn't turn his head in embarrassment or hide what he was looking at. Their eyes met and Cindy acknowledged with a smile that she knew she had his attention. Then she closed the door behind her as she left.
For forty-five minutes Ron waited on Cindy's return, signing checks, checking email and doing other routine end-of-the-day business. He wondered briefly why she needed to come back later. Had she forgotten the gift at home, hadn't purchased it yet, or what? Still, he tried not to allow himself to analyze the question too much.
Then it dawned on him that when Cindy returned, they would likely be alone. Suddenly nervous, he began to theorize and fantasize what might happen when she returned.
She knows I leave at six every night or my wife will freak out. If she wants to get personal, that doesn't leave much time. Maybe it's just a thank you gift that wasn't ready before now. Oh well...
Ron's thoughts were interrupted when he heard the familiar sound of the squeaky front door being opened. Quite aroused, he feared that she would walk in to find him with his face all flushed, so he stepped out quickly to a nearby bathroom to clean up.
Across the street from her now former place of business, Cindy parked her car in a shopping mall lot so she could view her former coworkers as they left. The rules were set in stone at this company. Ron expected all hourly employees to clock out at five o'clock, and salaried folks by five-thirty. He himself was always gone at six. Something about even him having a boss at home is how he'd explained it. The first wave at five minutes after the hour left only a handful of cars, and being a Friday it only took another five to ten minutes for the rest to disappear. That's part of what she loved about Ron, that he always took care of his employees, and that he wanted everyone to have a life outside of work. In Cindy's mind, not only was Ron the perfect boss; he was the perfect man. He was always taking care of everyone else, but today she wanted to take care of him. Ron was such a man that, although he would flirt sometimes, he'd never make a pass at Cindy. But the tension between them was getting hotter, and Cindy was actually worried that she would somehow ruin him. She wasn't sure how she could love two men, but she just knew there was no future in it. Her solution was to find another job and try to move on.
