A Series of Encounters 1

We worked together, I'll call her C. Somehow it became clear that we needed to be more than close work colleagues as gradually the conversation tempo increased. At one stage I remember the disappointment in both our faces when one of us, I think it was me, couldn't attend the works party.
Like I said our relationship had developed and the first recollection of a conversation of a sexual nature went like this:
Me: I know you weren't bothered but there was a good game on last night (charmer I know!)
C: I do know
Me: How's that then?
C: Cos I got bored and took myself off to my room for a play.
(I nearly dropped my coffee here)
Me: When you say play, do you mean...?
It remained unsaid but her look from across the table told me all I needed to know.
Things began to progress more quickly now until we reached the point where I told her that one day I wanted to come all over her tits and she basically asked me round the next night. I did go round and I did come on her tits!
I can't remember the timing of this but I do know that up to that time it was the most erotic experience of my life.
On several occasions we would disappear downstairs to the safe in the bank where we worked on the premise of sourcing documents and stuff. We didn't spend long looking because there was other business to attend to. Her skirts were never very long. I would ask her to lean forward over a table and then reach behind her. She was always aroused when I touched her and always very wet. I would be able to slip two fingers in straight away and finger fuck her hard.

I've numbered this No. 1 because there are more to follow and, if you'll excuse the expression, I don't want to shoot my load too early!
Rest assured there will be more involving a wall, a forest, a car, a theatre, a playing field, my sofa, her sofa, her bed, the phone and any others that I can recall.