Getting Jacked at the Office

Once when I worked as a draftsman I fell into an affair with a married co-worker. I worked in a large room that had four or five other draftsmen and engineers but my drafting table was positioned in a corner and somewhat screened off by some file cabinets. The co-worker was the admin assistant to the guy who oversaw our department. No joke, his name was Waldo Womeldorf. Weird name but a really super guy. Anyway, Tracy used to ride back and forth to work with another co-worker but one day he had to leave early and she asked me if I could drop her off on my way home, which I was happy to do. When we got to her house she invited me in. Up to this point nothing had ever passed between us that gave me even the slightest hint she might be interested in me. Her husband was a fireman and had a weird schedule. I don’t remember the details but it was something like three days on, four days off. And the days he worked he was at the firehouse for 24 hours. So she was totally alone for days at a time. She asked me if I wanted a coke or something to drink and I said ok. I was standing in the kitchen backed up to a counter. She came right up to me to reach over me to get a glass down from an upper cabinet. She pressed her body up tightly against me and her face was just inches from mine. By now I had caught on to what was going on. I am usually pretty quick on the uptake but I really wasn’t expecting to be seduced. So I kissed her. And as would be suspected things moved very, very rapidly and within about ten minutes we were on the bed both totally naked. Tracy was actually quite cute and had a very nice athletic body. This was the start of a very hot and heavy relationship. We would ostensibly go out to lunch together on the days her husband was home and end up finding a secluded spot for a quick round of sex. On the days he was working she would ride home with her normal ride and I would come by a few minutes later. On several occasions she would come by my drafting table to discuss business with me and I would take out my cock and she would stroke it. We could be seen from about mid-chest up but my exposed cock with her stroking it was hidden behind file cabinets. Unfortunately these little sessions never lasted long enough for me to cum because she had no legitimate purpose to be at my desk for very long. Plus I couldn’t very well spurt my load onto the floor. While she played with my cock I could always manage to lift up her skirt, pull her panties to one side, and finger her pussy. Then spend the rest of the day sniffing my fingers. Still love that smell..... On one of the occasions that we were in her bed naked, somebody knocked on the door. This scared the living crap out of me and I yanked on my clothes and actually scrambled out a window in the back of the house. I found out from her the next day at the office that it was the paper boy coming around to collect. I never parked my car in front of her house. Always around the corner. Then one time when it was a day that her husband would be coming home from his shift, we cut it too close. As I was walking away from her house on the sidewalk, her husband pulled into the driveway. If it had been 30 seconds earlier he would have seen me coming out the front door. There would have been no way to explain that. He had never seen me before but I knew what car he drove and what he looked like. The affair came to an end when she told me that she was getting way too attached to me. She had never intended our affair to be anything but what it was. She also said that the clandestine sex we were having was so exciting that it put sex with her husband into a very boring and mundane category and she really didn’t want that to happen. I got transferred to another location just a few weeks after that so it would have been over one way or another anyway.