Daniel Spencer had been in love with Tracy Goodie for years though married to his wife for longer. He worshiped Tracy from afar and had been good at keeping his undying adoration to himself, for the most part. She was the epitome of what he considered to be the perfect woman. Intelligence, wit, talent, humor and spunk all wrapped in a short curvaceous figure. She was sexy as hell and he wanted her like he had never wanted another woman. Not even his wife.
Because of this, Daniel had never brought his wife to any of the office parties or picnics. He couldn't bear the thought of both women being in the same room together and suspected his wife would be able to see his feelings for his co-worker in an instant.
Each time Tracy was near, his heart would race and his hands would become clammy. Keeping his mind on work was rarely an option when she was in the room. Her low cut blouse and short skirt or snug slacks would kick-start his imagination and before he knew it, he was in full on fantasy mode and would not hear a single word spoken. This presented a number of problems for him throughout his work day, not the least of which was his lack of attention. The worst of the problems however was his physical reaction to her. Beyond the heart palpitations and moist hands, his arousal was nearly instantaneous. As a result he had resorted to wearing his suit jacket throughout the day to ensure that should they happen to pass in the hallway, share an elevator, meet in the copy room, or enjoy a lunch together he had thorough coverage to avoid embarrassment.
Daniel's fantasies were many and varied when it came to Tracy. In his mind's eye, he took her on every piece of office furniture and equipment in the building leaving nothing untouched by their lust. Bending her over the conference room table, back up against the wall in his boss' office or on the copy machine while running off copies of her backside; anything and everything he could think of. He was often held captive by the swing of her hips as she walked by, the swell of her breasts as she leaned over his desk to hand him a file or simply the shape of her luscious backside as she bent to get a candy bar out of the snack machine. He loved every inch of her and was aroused by every curve.
When this year's 4th Quarter Closing party came round, as with every year, he was filled with anticipation. He looked for any excuse to be near her and luckily over the years they had developed a bit of a working friendship so he was able to be near her without being seen as creepy or stalking. It had taken him a while to get to a point where he could carry on a conversation with her, but once mastered, he was able to ask her a multitude of questions and as long as he focused not on her form but the words she spoke, he was able to keep himself in check, marginally. He always saw these parties as his chance to finally make his move. He knew it was wrong, but at this point he just didn't care. One day, he told himself, one day he would have her.
The party this year was scheduled for after work. The office closed down early and after everyone had a chance to bring in their spouses or dates, the party was underway. After the requisite speeches and pats on the back for "a great year" the food and drinks began to be consumed with fervor. The music played and as the alcohol was poured, the party goers relaxed and began to have fun. Daniel spent his time consuming liquid courage and watching the festivities. His eyes rarely left Tracy as he watched her from across the room. She took his breath away in her thin pink blouse showing off her lovely cleavage, her short black skirt revealing her shapely legs, right down to her patent leather pumps. To him, she was a vision.
Suddenly, as if possessed by a much more confident man, he set his drink on the nearest table and slowly made his way to Tracy's side.
Without waiting for her to finish her conversation, he leaned down and whispered in her ear. The words spoken remained a mystery to those nearby however left many to wonder at the instant flush that crept to Tracy's cheeks.
