Work was done for the day and we slid our time cards through the slot and left the factory as soon as possible. It was payday and we all wanted drinks at the bar. This was the highlight of our week, the after-work drink at the bar. We worked second shift and that didn’t leave much time for a social life, especially when we were working seven days a week. It had taken a toll and that week a drink never sounded so good.
We got ourselves a table and waited for our coworkers to join us. Slowly a few of them trickled in. One sat with us while the others chose seats at the bar. I was drinking a bud and debating on whether or not to order from the menu when my supervisor walked in. I didn’t see her arrive and I didn’t notice her presence until she took the remaining seat at our table. I looked up and smiled.
“Needed a drink too, Lindsey?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she said. “My husband’s gone for the weekend and the kids are staying with their grandparents. Nothing else to do, thought I’d come hang out with you guys.”
Lindsey is a twenty-eight-year-old wife and mother of two kids. She has a somewhat plain face but her petite and sexy body make up for it. Her red hair was hanging over her shoulders. Wearing her short jean shorts and tennis shoes and an orange t shirt, she looked like a mom and a worker and for that reason I was turned on by the thought of what was under her clothes. I glanced at her legs a few times and once I thought she caught me looking. When I caught her eye she smiled. Had I been caught checking out my boss?
“What are we having, boys?” she asked.
We recited the drinks we had ordered. She got a long island iced tea. We then sat around the table, bullshitting about work and collectively bitching about upper management and the lack of time off. There were a few instances of flirting between the guys at the table and Lindsey but it was mostly innocent though I’m sure I was not the only one thinking about fucking her. We kept ordering drinks. Lindsey didn’t. She stopped at one. By the time last call was made and my bill was paid I was too drunk to drive.
And so Lindsey offered me a ride home.
“Thanks,” I said with a bit of a slur. I am not that drunk but I feel good and buzzed.
“It’s fine,” she replied. “Just direct me to where you live.”
“I’d like to go home with you,” I said.
She looked at me with her sexy green eyes and a smile touched her lips. I so wanted to kiss her then. I almost did.
“I’m a married woman,” she said. “And you’re my employee.”
“We’re not at work,” I said. “And your family is gone this weekend.”
“Still,” she said, as if that were enough to end the conversation.
Fuck it, I thought. I leaned over to kiss her mouth but missed. Drunk idiot, I thought. My mouth touched her cheek next to her lips instead.
“Sorry,” I said.
“You missed,” she said with a laugh.
I tried again and this time our lips met. It was not a quick kiss that I stole though. Her lips opened and our tongues met. My hand reached for her breasts and I felt them through her top.
I’ve wanted to do this for months, I thought to myself. I can’t believe this.
She pulled her head away from mine, ending the kiss and shoved my hand off of her chest. She then started the car and we drove out of the parking lot.
“What?” I asked after a few moments of uncomfortable silence. Lindsey merely looked at me with eyes narrowed as if she were annoyed.
We drove for a while and we drove in the opposite direction of where I lived. I didn’t tell her this though. I was hoping we were headed to her house.
Sure enough, we arrived at a single story house and she parked the car. “Get out,” she said.
I obeyed. Once outside I watched as she got out of the car. She then walked to the front door.
“This is my house,” she said. “Come on in.”
I did not have to be told twice. I followed her into the house. It was not big or fancy but it was nice. It was a bit of a mess – evidence that a family lived there and that the parents both worked.
Lindsey dropped her purse on the counter and turned to me. I was already next to her and when she turned, I locked lips with her again. This time I was a bit more aggressive and my hands were under her shirt.
“No,” she said, stopping the kiss again.
“No?” I asked. My right hand was gently squeezing her tit through her bra.
“We’re all sweaty and nasty right now. We should shower first.”
“Lead the way, baby,” I said.
“No,” she said again. “Go down the hall and to the right. There’s a bathroom there. Shower and then come to the other end of the hall where my bedroom is.”
“And what about you?” I asked.
“I’ll be in my own shower,” she replied. “We work in a factory. We need to get the sweat and grease off of us before we do anything.”
She walked down the hall to her own bathroom which was near her bedroom. As she walked she lost the orange shirt and I stiffened at the sight of that sexy little redhead wearing a blue bra. She kicked her shoes off and stopped to pull off her socks. The bra came next and now she was only wearing her jean shorts. She stopped to look back at me.
“Hurry up,” she said. “I’ll be waiting.”
The whole time I was cleaning myself I had to keep from jerking off. I needed a release so bad at that point and it was killing me. Soon, I was clean. I dried off and wrapped myself in a towel. Stepping out of the bathroom I looked down the hall to see if I could see Lindsey. She wasn’t there. Maybe she was already in her bedroom, lying on her bed in all her sexy naked glory and waiting for me.
I nearly sprinted down the hall.
When I got to her room I saw that she wasn’t done yet. There was no one in there but me. Her shower water was still running and she was humming to herself.
The water turned off and I heard the blow-dryer going. It took a while longer but finally she came out of the bathroom wearing only a blue nightgown.
I don’t know what it is about her but she looks incredibly sexy in blue.
“I haven’t done this in a while,” she said, sitting on a bed next to me.
“What?” I asked stupidly.
“Cheat,” she whispered
“This is not the first time then?”
She laughed. “No. I’ve slept around a bit before.”
“Really?” I asked, not waiting for an answer. I kissed her hard, putting a hand in her hair that was still slightly damp. She kissed me back and moaned slightly. I stood up and let my towel fall to the floor. Her hand was then stroking my hard cock and I thought I might lose it then.
“I want to see you naked,” I said.
We kissed again and she removed the blue nightgown. I was pleased to see she had a bald pussy and started kissing my way down her body so that I could taste it.
It was such a hot sight for me to see my boss up close like that, wearing nothing but her wedding ring.
I kissed her neck and then stopped to kiss each of her breasts. Then I licked my way down to her belly button, kissed her there, and then ran my tongue down to her pussy.
“Oh, yes,” she said as I started eating her out. Her hands held my head as my tongue worked on her clit.
“You taste sweet,” I said to her during a brief pause.
“Oh yes!” she cried. “Yes!”
It turned me on to know I was turning her on and I kept eating her until she had an orgasm.
By that time I knew it would take nothing for me to cum.
“Fair is fair,” she said to me.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she said. She kissed me and then bent down to take my cock in her mouth. She ran her tongue around its head and squeezed my testicles ever so gently. That’s all I needed.
“Oh, shit! Lindsey! I’m cumming!”
She moaned and gave my cock a couple of pumps with her hand and then my cum sprayed into her mouth. She swallowed some of it but didn’t bother swallowing it all. It ran out of her mouth and down her chin and onto her tits.
“Yummy,” she said.
With that, I flipped her onto her stomach, the cum that was on her body was soaking into the blanket now. The same blanket she shared with her husband. I began kissing her body. I started at her feet and then kissed my way to the back of her knees. I kissed her there again and again, enjoying her squeals of pleasure as I did this. I kissed her thighs and her ass cheeks and then I planted kisses all over her bare back and her shoulders. Finally, I was hard again and turned on and ready to fuck her.
She got on her hands and knees and I entered her pussy from behind. Reaching forward to grab her tits, I enjoyed the feeling of her moving with my body. After fondling her tits for a moment I took hold of her hips and pumped her until she was panting in pleasure and I was building to another cum.
She orgasmed just before I came for the second time.
“God, yes!” she cried.
“Are you on the pill?” I asked before I came.
She shook her head. “I don’t care. Cum in me.”
I obeyed my boss like the good worker I am and shot my cum into her.
“God, Lindsey, you are amazing.”
“Thanks, baby. This has been a fun night,” she said, before kissing me. “Stay here tonight. We’ll go to work together tomorrow.”
“My car is still at the bar,” I said.
“We’ll deal with that tomorrow,” she said with a hint of annoyance. “You’re in bed with a naked woman and you’re worried about your car?”
“You’re right,” I said. “I’m an idiot.” I kissed her again.
She got up and removed the cum-stained blanket and replaced it. We slept under it that night, my arms wrapped around her.
I got up a few hours later to use the bathroom. When I climbed back into bed I nudged her to see if she was awake. No luck. I gave her a kiss on the lips and went back to sleep.
The next morning, we woke to the sound of someone in the neighborhood mowing their lawn. Lindsey and I locked eyes with each other and without a word began kissing.
This time I positioned myself on top of her and she legs wrapped around me as I fucked her.
“Yes,” I breathed as I pounded into her. “I love this. I’ve wanted you for so long.”
“I know,” she said. “I’ve seen you look at me.”
I stopped for a moment to suckle her tits and then I began thrusting in and out of her again.
We fucked once more after that and she blew me in the shower before we went in to work at four o’clock that day. The best was when she held out her finger with her wedding ring and had me cum on it.
I have not had the chance to fuck Lindsey again but I am hopeful for the day that her family goes away for the weekend and I am able to spend the night with her one more time.
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