It was just another boring day at the office. Trapped in a cubicle all day long, hoping no one catches me surfing the net, counting the minutes until lunch, and then until I could leave. Around 11 AM my phone rang. Thinking it was probably one of my five bosses, I almost let voicemail pick up. I was immediately glad I didn't.
"Hi J.T. -- It's Christina." the voice on the other end replied. Instantly I sat up in my chair. Christina was one of the few younger women who worked at my company. She worked in a different department, so we didn't see each other every day. But whenever we had worked together, we hit it off well. She was quite attractive, and had a very flirtatious personality. I always considered trying to make a move, but the fact that she was married discouraged me.
"What's new?" I asked.
After some small talk, she got to the reason for her call. "Want to grab some lunch in an hour or so? I heard there's a new restaurant around the corner that's supposed to be pretty good, and everyone from my department is too busy." She said.
I jumped at the chance. Not only could I get out of the office for an hour or so, but I'd get to spend the time with a beautiful woman too!
"Just call me when you're ready to go and I'll stop by!" I replied, trying to hide my excitement.
As we walked down the street to the restaurant, I kept sneaking glimpses of Christina. She was wearing a short, professional skirt which showed off her long legs. A white cotton V-neck tucked neatly into the skirt, showing off her waist and figure. Christina had been a college volleyball player, and she had kept her tall, lean body in shape since then. After a few blocks we arrived.
The restaurant was an Irish bar. Nothing spectacular, but the food was decent, and the beer was cold. We chatted about the usual small talk stuff - Movies we had recently seen, the weather, making fun of other people in the office, etc. A few times I caught her taking extended glances into my eyes. Was she flirting more than usual? Or was she just trying to make sure I wasn't trying to glance down her blouse?
After we paid for our meal, we walked back to the office. As we approached, I realized I was almost out of small talk. Not wanting an uncomfortable silence, I asked her how her husband Bill was.
"Funny you should ask." She laughed. "That's sort of the reason I wanted to have lunch with you."
"Looks like my day just got a LOT more interesting" I thought to myself.
She glanced around to see if anyone was nearby, as we got in the elevator. "This is kind of a strange request, which is why I couldn't ask you during lunch. I didn't want to offend you in a public place." She said.
"Don't worry, it's pretty hard to offend me." I replied, trying desperately to make her feel comfortable enough to make her request, whatever it was.
"Well, Bill's birthday is coming up. His birthday wish is to have a, uh, well a threesome with me. I agreed on one condition - that I get to pick the third person." She said quickly, as she gazed into my eyes and smiled.
At this point I figured I could stop being so discreet. I stared down at her legs, and slowly moved up her body, past her slender waist, to her breasts, and finally back to her face. Her eyes were still staring into mine.
"Well, are you interested?" she cooed.
"Ab-so-lutely" I immediately responded. I put my hand on her waist and began drawing her towards me. Just then, the elevator stopped, and the doors opened. I quickly dropped my hand back to my side, and it was lucky I did - Three people were waiting as the door opened, including Christina's boss.
"Christina, we've been looking all over for you!" Her boss blurted. "We need some answers on the Jacobson project right away!" He continued with his usual bluster.
"OK, OK, I have what you're looking for, I'll have it in an hour." She replied. Then she turned to me. "J.T., that event we talked about? It's tonight. Are you available?" She said with a wink.
"I can clear my schedule. No problem." I replied, and smiled at her.
"I'll call you later with the details." She said as she walked away.
Walking back to my desk, I could barely think straight. The thought of Christina was jumping to front of my mind, no matter how hard I tried to think about other things. How long would she be working on that report? She said an hour, I remembered. After about an hour and a half, I called her.
"This is going to keep me tied up all afternoon." She said. "But we're still on for tonight!"