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Coworkers with benefits.. in The Workplace Affair

  • June 5, 2019, 5:31 p.m.
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That drink was so much more than a drink. Basically, I was proposed with an idea of having a little fun, friends with benefits style. No strings attached. Super discreet. What could go wrong, right? At this point you are probably thinking I’m a dumb young girl that has no morals. Well, yes I’ve thought this about myself once or twice but here I am giving into his charming ways.
After I gave it some thought, I decided it give it a chance to get to know him more. We ended up living just a few streets away from each other so he picked me up on his way to the grocery store. When he dropped me back off at my house he asked for a kiss but I just starred at him wanting to deny that I wanted it. I couldn’t say anything and when he leaned in, I met him half way. It was an open mouth, soft tongue perfect little make out session. We were both shocked on how good of a first kiss it was that we had to go back in for a little more. Then, realizing he is a married man that is over 11 years older than me and has 3 children I snapped back into reality and pushed away. What the hell am I doing? I am so young. He’s a manager and I’m an admin. His family. The thoughts just kept flowing but for some reason I couldn’t stay away.
We decided to grab some beers and shoot some pool a few days later. I somehow kicked his ass in the first game. He wasn’t wasting much time on getting touchy and feeling me up. I kept seeing his wedding ring and felt so uncomfortable knowing that people could see him wearing one and me not. I was feeling so guilty I just felt that everyone knew that I am a fucking home wrecker. We then went back to my place and fooled around a little.
During work the next week he wanted to go off property for lunch so we could talk. We went to a cute little Thai place and talked about this situation a little more. The only thing I wanted at this time was for him to take off his wedding ring when he’s with me. Weather its in public or in my bed. I don’t want to see it. He agreed to it and this was the start of something messy and complicated but filled with chemistry and lust.

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