I work in an office and am the manager of twenty employees. I try to be involved in my employees lives and be supportive when possible.
Last week one of my front office staff (f27) was having a rough day. Her boyfriend informed her he wanted to see other people.
She was obviously upset and asked her to come into my office, asked her if she was doing okay, and she broke down and began crying.
She let me know what was happening and a lot of the female staff are very open with me in regards to their personal life.
I asked if she wanted to go home and she let me know being at work would help keep her mind off things so she was going to stay.
Throughout the day I’d stop in to see how she was doing, and one time I walked up behind her and had my hand on her chair, she placed her hand on mine, and asked why all guys couldn’t be as caring and considerate as me.
I moved my hand, decided it would be best to go back to my office, asked her about the upcoming reports, and let her know if she needed anything to let me know.
Everyone had gone home for the day and she came wandering into my office. She said she was sorry for taking my hand, that it was inappropriate, and she could tell it made me uncomfortable.
As I was letting her know we needed to keep things professional I couldn’t help but notice how amazing she looked. She was wearing a tight white skirt, tall boots, and a blue top.
My mind was struggling to focus when she leaned over my desk, her shirt exposing her amazing rack being held in by a pink lace bra that looked amazing on her.
I could feel my pants getting tighter and she caught me looking down her shirt, said oh I’m sorry as she stood back up and walked around my desk.
We then made out and my heart was pounding and I was was getting harder which she noticed, saying someone’s happy, as she reached to undo my dress pants.
Long story short, we f-ed inside the office and I finished inside her.
She stood up, got dressed, and thanked me for the best f of her life. That’s been two weeks ago and every time I see her she looks at me seductively and asks when our next meeting is.
I know I shouldn’t but I want to f her again.