I worked in a bank and one Christmas party I was approached by the receptionist, who I always thought was very sexy, quite small with average size tits and a nice arse and thighs(not that I had been looking for the few years I had been there you understand!). Anyway, we got chatting and that soon turned into dirty talk and before I knew where I was I had my tongue down her throat and my hand up her skirt feeling her wet, beautifully fragrant pussy.
The following Monday at work I got the biggest smile when I walked in the building and by the time I got to my desk the phone was ringing with her number on the display, I answered and she asked if there was anyone around at the moment, "no", I said and she preceded to tell me how she had been fantasising about me for some time while having sex with both her husband and her girlfriend no less, who she had been having an affair with for a year or so! Well that was the beginning of 6 years of early morning sex nearly every day in an almost forgotten stair well at the back of the building! We used to fuck for almost an hour before her start time at 8:30, occasionally we would also meet for a quickie in the afternoon too.
She said that I gave her the best orgasm she had ever had whilst licking her as she was leaning back against the wall with her tights pulled halfway down her thighs (she never wore pants until we had finished then pulled them out her bag and put them on!) and my finger fucking her arse, she was shaking for about 5 minutes and couldn't stand up. We also met every now and again taking a day off and getting a hotel room and shagging like rabbits all day, also fucking outside and in the car.
It was her that gave me the name the 'Quiet one', it must be true as my other half once said same thing! The quiet ones are the worst!! Some woman, some experience. All true.
