This story starts more than 20 years ago.

I met my new colleagues, all a lovely bunch. One lady was missing, payroll, who would induct me after her holiday.

1st time we met, I felt embarrassed, she was gorgeous! I desperately tried to hide my thoughts and erection, my instincts and desire were so strong. I was desperate to be close to her, I've never fancied anyone so much, still do.

But, as is the professional norm, I kept my ardour hidden. Always simmering with longing, sneaking glimpses of curves when I thought no one was looking. Sure that over time the cutting of tops and blouses got lower and looser. Was it my imagination, or did she always seem to be reaching for things on the lowest shelf, bra on show, as I walked by. Tell me ladies, was she teasing? Do you know what you're doing?

We carried on working, I never shared my thoughts or feelings.

One day she came in, very distracted, i knew something was wrong, she started to weep, sharing that her boyfriend had cheated, she was devastated. Her ego damaged and feeling low, I chose to tell her how beautiful she was, and how silly he was. She opened up sharing all sorts, ultimately she wanted to forgive him, but was struggling.

She went home, feeling better about herself. Stronger, but hurt.

I felt I'd made the right, if risky choice.

After this, we spoke daily, her sharing the ongoing saga, eventually admitting their sex life was suffering.

She allowed me to compliment her dresses, being invited to feast my eyes on her legs and cleavage. She knew I wanted her and loved to tease!

Until we went to a conference together, out for a meal, with a glass of wine, that became a bottle. Followed by large Vodka and Tonics, it was heady. I nervously tried to go to bed a few times, knowing our inhibitions were lowering. Her always ordering another drink and insisting I stay.

Eventually my bravado outweighed my caution, I blurted out "she was a naughty lady to get me drunk, and naughty ladies end up full of cum".

At which point she thrust another drink in my hand, looked me in the eyes and asked if it was time to go to my room?

As we wandered back, giggling and gently cuddling.

Until we were alone, kissing, our hands exploring when she abrubtly stopped, and I thought I'd messed up.

She looked me in the eyes, undid her jeans, told me she didn't like condoms, that she was worried she'd get pregnant, but that if if I didn't cum inside her, it would be a waste.

I couldn't believe this! The sexiest women I've ever met, she wanted this more than me.

Just before we consumated our illicit desire, she asked me to be gentle, as no one had fucked her for 3 years! Since her boyfriend admitted cheating!

I'd love to explain what happened next. But, it is all a blur of kissing, licking, exploring and fucking.

Until we fell asleep.

Then waking up, both full of guilt, i remember kissing her, sliding in again, and asking if revenge is sweet.

She said, it feels great, your dick is bigger, and fuck better than him!

I feel sexy and I must be a naughty lady, as i am full of cum! Wonder if you'll get me pregnant? I promised to marry her if I did, that I wanted to try again, as frequently as she'd let me.