1. The coworker


    Date: 10/21/2017, Categories: Anal, Author: MrJackVeil, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    You leave work and go to a work dinner. Only, it’s only you and one other person from work going. Jack. You are nervous about going, but you want to see him. You enjoy his company and you like him. He’s not your husband, but you can’t help it. You want to feel excitement again, and Jack definitely excites you. He’s smart, charming, and sexy. You’ve thought about him a lot lately. You’ve wondered what it would be like to spend some time with him if things were different and you were single. You fantasized about going out to dinner for a date. How it would feel to be alone with him and not have any thing holding you back from enjoying his company… and enjoying him . It’s been a while now. And you are certainly feeling - well, horny. Now, he asked you to meet him for dinner after work to talk about some issues. You know there are no issues at work, but you are more than willing to go. Now you are on your way. You’re feeling excited and nervous at the same time. You shouldn’t be doing this, but you haven’t felt this way in a long time. And you want to see him. “ I’m at the bar. ” He texts you. You walk into the bar and see him. He is sitting at the bar drinking a beer. You walk up and sit down at the seat he saved for you. “Hey.” he says and smiles. You smile back, “ Hi.” You both talk about work and comment on the stories that are on Sportscenter. You fall into the easy rhythm of conversation that you always do. He laughs at your jokes, but he places a hand on your thigh while ...
    he does it. You let it stay. You both have a few more drinks. “Oh, I finally got my TV I was talking about. You should see it. It’s awesome. It looks like 3D, the picture’s so clear. “ “That is cool. How big is it again?” “Eighty five inches. I paid extra for the geeks to set it up. You should see it.” You can’t tell if he said it as an expression, or an invitation. You are feeling a bit tipsy and adventurous though. Maybe it’s the beer. Or, maybe it his hand that has intermittently found its way to your thigh throughout the evening. The hand that has your thigh feeling very warm right now. “I’d like that.” you say quickly. “It sounds pretty big.” you add, and take a big swig of your beer. “Well, it’s getting late. Do you want to stop by and take a look…on your way home?” “Sounds good.” you reply. “Okay, then. Let’s go.” He takes the last of his beer in one drink then stands up. His hand slides up your thigh as he does. You take a sudden breath in from the sensation. You hope he doesn’t notice. You follow him to his house. It’s only a ten minute drive. You park and he is waiting at his door. He lets you in and you’re surprised at how clean and neat his house is. The foyer is huge with a twenty foot ceiling. There are stairs that spiral up to the second floor. There is a hallway to the family room and Jack leads you through. The family room has a sunken floor with a wraparound sofa, which is facing a large fireplace. Above the fireplace is the new TV. Suddenly, the fireplace ...
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