The night started out like every other Friday night — drinking with some coworkers.

But when our little group started to disperse, I found myself alone with Astrid, the lone star of all my fantasies.

Astrid told me her boyfriend was out of town and asked if I would mind giving her a lift home. We’d known each other for about a year and we always seemed to be drawn to each other — whether at the office or in a social setting — but I had never tried to pursue anything with her. Office affairs can make things awkward, especially when they don’t turn out well. There also was the issue of her having a live-in boyfriend, but on this particular night there was definitely something in the air.

When we arrived at her place and she invited me in for a nightcap, I knew we were about to go beyond the realm of just friends — coworkers or not. She poured us each a glass of wine, and we sat on the couch talking about the office. When things got quiet and Astrid leaned forward to kiss me, I wasn’t at all surprised. The first kiss was casual, lasting only a few seconds, but the feel of her soft lips against mine had my cock stiffening and straining against the confines of my pants. When Astrid said she’d been wanting to kiss me for a long time, I told her that I felt the same way, and that I wouldn’t mind in the least if she wanted to kiss me again.

The next kiss had a lot more heat to it, with open mouths, twisting tongues, and roaming hands. When we finally came up for air, Astrid said she wanted to make love to me and pulled me into the bedroom.

Between kisses, we removed each other’s clothes. My heart raced at the sight of her full breasts and large, perky nipples. She was more desirable than I had ever imagined.“God! You’re gorgeous from head to toe,” I said as I slowly laid her down on the bed. I was finally getting to feel those full breasts and kiss them to my heart’s content. While I got my fill, Astrid’s hands found their way to my aching cock.

“Michael, I’ve been dreaming about this for so long, and I don’t want to wait. I want you inside me now,” she pleaded as she gently squeezed my cock and guided it toward her moist opening. Apparently I would have to wait to find out how sweet she tasted, and how she looked when I went down on her and made her come. I could only hope this wouldn’t be a one-shot deal.

With Astrid now gripping my ass and urging me on, I pushed into her. She moaned and arched her back to meet that initial thrust, then wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me down for another kiss. I moved my lips to her ear and told her how good it felt to finally be inside her. Then I kissed her neck and started fucking her the way I’d fucked her hundreds of times in my fantasies. Our mutual need for each other surged and we found our rhythm, moving in tandem as if we’d been lovers before. If I could have slowed down I would have, but I just couldn’t hold back, and neither could she. Astrid screamed my name and shuddered uncontrollably as I came deep inside her.

We spent the rest of that night making up for lost time. We’ve even managed to hook up on several other occasions since then. But it’s starting to get tricky since she’s still living with her boyfriend and we don’t want our coworkers to find out. Astrid knows it’s totally up to her whether she tells her boyfriend or not — but in the meantime, seeing her on the down-low is a major turn-on!