at Work

This is a fantasy involving my wife. Please feel free to have your way with her! :)

Liz is a 45 year-old public relations manager, at a small college in Wisconsin. She is happily married and the mother of three daughters. She has short, curly, mousey-blonde hair, lightly highlighted. She is short and petite, about 5?2?, with small (but not too small) breasts and the most incredible blue eyes you have ever seen. She dresses professionally and somewhat conservatively, as her job requires, but her business attire is always stylish. Her perky nature and her bubbly personality often cause men to think she is flirting with them.

As a result, she has been "hit on" by most of the men on staff at the college, even those much younger than her. But she is always quick to point out (and not always politely) that she is happily married and has no interest. One of the men who, unsuccessfully, tried to come on to her is the night janitor, Brian.

About two weeks ago Brian bumped into Liz (literally) in the hallway, causing her to drop a folder that she was carrying. As she dropped it, the contents spilled out on the floor. As she stooped down to pick up the papers, Brian got a quick glance down the front of her blouse. As he bent over to help her pick up her folder, he got a clear view at her lacey, cotton bra which slightly revealed the tops of her perfectly shaped tits. "She's hot for a 40+ married woman" he thought. He definitely liked what he saw, but unfortunately, he stared a little too long and Liz caught him staring down her blouse.

As she stood up, she saw where his eyes had been focused and she went off on him for his inappropriate glances. As a result, he ended up getting in trouble with HR for his "sexually harrassing" behavior. His punishment was a letter in his personnel file, an eight hour class on proper workplace conduct and a one-day (unpaid) suspension from work.

The suspension cost Brian a fair amount of wages and he was furious with Liz over what happened. He was determined to get back at her for what she did. "If she thinks I sexually harassed her before," he thought, "wait 'til that little flirt gets a feel of the sexual harassment I've got planned for her now".

His would be sweet and as he fantasized about what he would do to Liz he felt his cock stiffen. His chance for would come two weeks later!

About 7:00 PM, that Thursday evening, Brian was working alone in the administrative offices of the college, which happened to be where Liz's office was located. As he came down the hallway, he was surprised to see that there was still a light on in one of the offices at the end of the hallway. As he went to see who was there, he stopped dead in his tracks. He couldn't believe his luck. The office belonged to Liz and she was still there.

Everybody usually went home at 5:00, and the adminstrative building was always empty by 5:30. Yet here was Liz, working late in her office, all alone in the deserted building. As Brian stopped to watch her, he could see that she was totally engrossed in her work and oblivious to the fact that he was standing in the hallway, watching her.

As he spyed on her from the shadows of the darkened hallway, he looked her up and down and admired what he saw. She was wearing a tight fitting black suede skirt, black pantyhose with black patent leather pumps with a short, 2 inch heel. On top, she wore a black, cotton pull over shirt with a black lace collar and a black and tourquoise checked blazer. Liz looked professional and sexy and Brian had decided that, in a very short time, that professional, sexy and snooty bitch was going to be getting fucked!

He quickly glanced around the office suites and confirmed that all the other offices were dark. After determining that they were alone, he quietly went back to the main entrance to the adminstrative offices and locked the deadbolt. "No chance of any surprise visitors, now", he thought. He then returned to the hallway outside Liz's office and resumed his silent vigil

As the air conditioning cycled on, the draft from the vents near Liz's desk allowed Brian to catch a faint whiff of her perfume, from out in the hallway. She was wearing "Halston", his favorite. As the scent of her perfume filled his nostrils, Brian suddenly imagined Liz lying beneath him on the floor of her office, screaming in terror, as he pounded his cock deep into her and licked the "Halston" off all of areas of her body where she had applied it.As the image played in his mind, his cock grew stiff and strained against the zipper of his jeans.

But as that image faded away, another image played in Brian's mind. He then considered the possible consequences, if he actually went through with his plan to Liz. A one day suspension from work would be nothing compared to what would happen if he was arrested and convicted of her.