The office affair that probably saved my life and showed us both that we were worth something.
By the late 90’s I was working for a Tech company in Boston. It was a small company which means I basically did most of the technical jobs around the office including Technical Support, Network Administration, internal support, monitoring forums, etc. I also spent a good deal of time traveling to conventions, but that is for another story.
By this time, my relationship with J could best be summed up as soul destroying. The sex had all but stopped. I think we were counting annual occurrences at this point. We were almost never together in person. I had tried to leave a couple of times, but was still technically in the relationship due to emotional blackmail. By this point I felt worthless and useless and was going through the motions of life.
About this time L joined our company in a sales support role. L was tall, dirty blond shoulder length hair, long legs. She had a niceface, and a great body. She had recently dropped out of college, where she had been on the swimming team, which means the was in AMAZING shape. Turns out that L was in a similarly horrible relationship. Her fiancée (high school sweetheart) sat at home and drank her college savings. He would drop her at work in the morning and then go home and sit around all day. Often times he was too drunk to come pick her up at work. Like me she was in a bad place as far as self image was concerned, which is probably why we ended up gravitating towards each other.
It only took a few weeks before we were casually flirting. With the talk around the office by the girls she had learned about my relationship. Turns out she thought I was cute, and the fact that I was always nice to the people in the office was a bonus. The flirting, and me just being nice to her, worked magic on her, and her attention started to make me feel a little bit better about myself.
Now in the 90’s, in Boston, there were two universal truths. If you left work at 5:00 or you left work at 7:00 you got home at the same time. AND, if you wanted to be upwardly mobile, you arrived before your boss, and left after your boss. I would routinelyopen the office around 7:00 and close the doors around 7:00 at night. As L got past her training stages I noticed that she would get dropped off earlier and earlier in the mornings. Turns out she was trying to be away form home as much as she could. We would sit at my desk and chat over coffee. I gradually started noticing that L’s wardrobe evolved over time. We were very much a casual dress place… however her skirts got a bit shorter, her jeans got a bit tighter. She sat a bit closer. Her smile and glances would last a little longer. Around me she seemed a bit happier, which of course made me feel good.
The office normally cleared out around 6:00. At that point I would lock the doors and finish what ever I was working on, or some times sit and look at porn pictures I had stashed away. Inevitably J would call, and start complaining about life. No matter how good my mood was on a given day, listening to how my very existence was ruining J’s life would push me deep into a dark place. I had taken to the habit of putting J on speaker phone while she went on about how everything I did was wrong, like the time I had cut the lettuce for the salad wrong 3 years earlier. (I’m not kidding here, she held a grudge for years.)
I was sitting in my office chair listening to J, wishing that I could just sink into the floor and disappear, when L appeared around the corner. I jumped because I hadn’t expected anyone in the office at that point. Her eyes were red and I could see that she had been crying. She looked at me, and could see how damaged I was at that point.
L started to turn away and then stopped. She turned back towards me. She made a few false starts approaching me, until she was standing nearly toe to toe with me. She took a deep breath, then brought a finger to her lips in a “Shhhh” motion.
With that she got down on her knees in front of me, unzipped my pants, and then pulled them along with my underwear down to my ankles. Her blue eyes, looking up at me she slowly took my cock into her mouth. J was practically yelling in the phone telling me how useless it was to be involved with me. Meanwhile these deep blue eyes looked up at me giving me the most amazing blowjob of my life. After a while my balls contracted and my cock swelled. My eyes hadn’t left hers the entire time. I mouthed “I’m going to cum.” L slowly blinked her eyes and nodded slightly as my cock throbbed and an amazing orgasm over took me. My hand touched L’s face, which seemed to be glowing at that point.
As I managed to catch my breath, J decided that she had enough of yelling at me. “Good Bye!” she muttered.
“Uhhh… bye.” I said, taking myself off mute, and then hanging up the phone.
L stood up, and then sat on my lap. “Sit on my desk.” I said as my hand slid up her thigh.
“No…. I don’t want you to do anything like that….” She said… But… can you hold me?”
We sat there for about half an hour. Her in my lap, resting her head on my shoulder, me running my hands along her body. After a few minutes she opened up and explained that she had been crying because her “deadbeat fiancée” was too drunk to pick her up and she didn’t have cash for a cab ride home. I told her that I would be happy to take her home any time, and not to take a cab home from work. She looked at me and gave me this incredibly warm, appreciative smile. At that point it struck both of us that we had this incredible connection that paved the way for us to both start living again.
With that we packed up our stuff and got ready to leave. We would have a lot of encounters over the next year before she finally dumped the deadbeat and moved back home to start over.
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