I started my present business about eight years ago, and Sandy was my first employee. I would like to say that I have always made it a policy to keep a professional distance between my employees and myself. However, I will admit that on several occasions I had some wild daydreams about Sandy.

Sandy is in her mid-thirties now and is truly gorgeous. She’s about five-foot-nine, with long dark hair, blue-green eyes, firm full breasts, and one of the greatest butts I have ever laid eyes on. She usually wears dresses and most of them are silky and cling to her great body in the most appealing manner. I love watching her walk while her dress swirls around those great legs. Over the years I have watched countless salesmen, male coworkers, delivery men, and various customers try their luck with her, but to no avail.

A few weeks ago our copy machine broke down and the loaner that was provided was so much larger than the old one that it had to be kept in the hall. If you tried to get down the hall while someone was using the damn thing, you barely had enough room to squeeze by.

One day Sandy was making copies. I asked her if she could please step to the side so I could get by. She replied that there was plenty of room behind her. Without a thought, I started to slip between her and the wall. When I was directly behind her she stepped back, pinned me against the wall, and pushed her lovely bottom against me. Since this was the first time that Sandy had ever done anything like this, I was totally stunned. Her bottom was soft, and I felt part of the outline of her panties. I lightly pushed back and told her I still didn’t think I could get by. Sandy pushed back even harder and started to move her bottom up and down against me. My penis started to wake up, and I didn’t try very hard to move on. Still rubbing against me, she smiled and said softly, “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

I really didn’t want to stop, but I was worried that someone might come by and catch us. With increased effort, I worked free and succeeded in getting back to my office for a meeting I had scheduled.

Before I realized it, the day had passed and it was early evening. I had started to pick up some papers that I wanted to read at home that night when I heard the door to my office open. I glanced up and Sandy entered and then pushed the door shut. She walked over to my desk and sat down on the corner. Finally I asked, “What was all that in the hallway this morning?”

She winked at me and said, “I felt you getting hard. I know you liked it.”

“That’s not the point. After all this time together, you’ve never shown any interest in me. Why now?”

“All this time here and not once have you even flirted with me. I guess I wanted to see if you were interested.”

I reached out and slid my hand slowly up the inside of her leg. About two-thirds of the way up her thigh, her stocking stopped and I felt her bare skin. I could see the top of her stocking and the fastener to her garter belt. I asked her if she preferred a garter belt to panty hose. She said it made her feel sexier.

When my hand reached her pussy, I discovered that she was no longer wearing any panties. I asked her if that was normal. She giggled and said that she had removed them for our little “chat.” I moved my hand so that I was now cupping her damp opening. Suddenly I got a case of the guilts and pulled my hand away. “What’s wrong now?” she asked.

“Sandy, you know by now that I have always made it a rule that I never sleep with any employees.”

“Who said anything about sleep?” she said, grinning. “Aren’t you turned on by me?”

Against my better judgment I again reached out and slid my hand up her leg until I reached her pussy. I stroked and played with it, occasionally allowing my finger to slip into her a little. Each time I entered her she would whimper and push forward and down onto my finger with her hips.

I realized that things were getting out of control and I told her there was no way I could do anything in the office. I asked if she wanted to come over to my place. She quickly agreed. We met in the parking lot and she followed me in her car.

Once at my apartment, I asked her if she wanted a glass of wine. She said she did, and we had a couple of rounds. When I went into the kitchen to get myself another drink, Sandy followed me. She came up from behind, put her arms around me, and placed her head against my back. I turned around, took her chin in my hand, and lifted her face so I could kiss her lips. Her arms wrapped around me and she returned the kiss with passion. As we kissed, I reached down and pulled up her skirt so that I could cradle her naked bottom in my hands.

Her kisses became more ardent, and finally I turned her around again so that I could slide my hands down past her tummy and play with her pussy. She bent down, folded her arms on the counter top, and rested her head on her arms. Sandy was now face-down on the counter and her lovely bottom was pushed up into the air. I flipped up her dress and admired the way her garter belt framed her lovely ass. I have to admit that it was the most beautiful bottom I had ever seen.

I got behind her and kissed her ass cheeks. As I did this I heard her muffled cries of delight. Finally I pulled down my zipper and dropped my pants to the floor. I moved my now hard cock between her wet pussy lips and then slipped it into her. We both moaned at how wonderful it felt. I withdrew my cock until it was almost out and then slowly pushed it back in. She clenched and unclenched her hands on the counter in her desire.

What happened next was amazing. It felt as if someone had poured a cup of warm juice on my cock and balls. Liquid started to flow out of Sandy’s pussy, and she started to shake with the onset of her climax. I slammed into her again and watched as her bottom rotated around my cock and her pussy continued to expel copious amounts of juice. I felt her constricting around my cock as she climaxed over and over. Finally she just slumped down on the countertop.

I withdrew my cock from her dripping- wet pussy and turned her around. Taking her in my arms, I saw that she had tears in her eyes, so I kissed them. I asked her if she was okay and she whispered “Yes” over and over. She told me she hadn’t ever climaxed like that.

I took her to my bedroom and slowly stripped off all her clothing, except the garter belt and stockings. After she was undressed I put her down on my bed. Her breasts looked so inviting. Her nipples were pink and firm from the coolness of the room. I started to suck on them, and she wrapped her arms around my head. The harder I sucked, the deeper and more vocal were the sounds of her passion.

I moved down between her legs and wondered what she would taste like, considering all the juice that had flowed out of her earlier. I licked her pussy lips and was pleasantly surprised at how great she tasted. I flicked my tongue at her hard little bud, and she jumped. I moved my tongue all over her pussy, occasionally pushing it up into her as far as I could. Finally I took the upper end of her pussy into my mouth and chewed and sucked on her. She exploded with an orgasm, and again more juice flowed from her. I had never seen a woman come so hard. It was really sexy.

Without warning she whipped around onto my prick, and her body quivered and shook with yet another climax. Feeling her pussy pulsating around my cock set off my climax. It felt as if my come were traveling from the bottom of my toes as it exploded out of my cock.

Later as we lay in each other’s arms I asked her how long she’d wanted to fuck me. She told me that it had always been a big fantasy. I then asked her why she had waited so long to let me know her feelings. She said she knew how I felt about work and play, and had been afraid to approach me. She told me that she had just ended a bad relationship and had been feeling lonely and horny, so she’d decided to throw caution to the wind and take a chance.

We made love several times that night. Within a few weeks I asked her to move in with me. I still feel the same way about fooling around with an employee, but I have to admit that I am sure glad I changed my attitude about it at least once, with Sandy.