Office Seduction #2

For those of you that don’t know me, I used to be a manager at an upscale bank in California. We had quite a few high profile clients and every day was always interesting in some way. This was also a time when people still wore more formal clothing to work. None of my tellers could come to work without nylons. Can you imagine an entire row of female tellers in their stockings?

I had a much different view from behind. I could see the runs in their stockings and how they would take their feet out of their shoes to rub the back of their calves. Often times I had to tell one of the tellers to button her shirt and stop showing so much cleavage. They really thought I was a stickler with my rules.

What the girls didn’t know was what was going on behind the president’s door when we had our weekly meetings. He was a bit older than me, but handsome and always wore expensive suits, which is one of my weaknesses. I was still pretty shy at the time. He did all the major account sales and I could always tell when he made a particularly big sale because we would have to meet. He was full of confidence, but he was always a gentleman.

Somehow, he always put the ball in my court. We would sit next to each other to go over the figures and I could smell his cologne. He never made overt gestures, but just enough to make me shiver. One day, I couldn’t take it anymore and I told him his cologne was really turning me on. He sat there very quietly, which made me nervous, and then he turned his head towards me and kissed me gently on the lips. Then he said my perfume was doing the same thing to him.

Things progressed very slowly at first. Light kissing and feeling each other over clothing. At the end of the month, we had to get our reports and were working hard that month to make our bonus. We were the only two left in the bank. I was tired and my feet hurt. I guess he could tell so he offered to rub my stockinged foot. As he put it in his lap, I could feel his excitement. The rest is almost a blur because it went so quickly. I can tell you that there are advantages to wearing garters to pantyhose in those moments. A lot less fumbling…

The desk would have been the most obvious place, but with reports everywhere, there was no way I was going to redo all of that. He looked at me and I said let’s go to the vault. There was a low long table. It was perfect and it had always been a fantasy of mine. I can’t tell you how the tension of the idea of that big vault door shutting us in made everything so different. Can you imagine having to explain that? That was our one and only time in the vault, but I can tell you it’s something I will never forget. I know that things today at work have changed and most of it is for the better, but I also think it makes my time at the bank so much more memorable.

Hope all of you have a wonderful weekend and can make some of your own fantasies. ;-)

XOXO

Jordan