Upon graduating from college two years ago I took a position in the auditing department of a large bank.

My supervisor, Sonya, was several years older than me, single, and very attractive. I really wanted to make a move on her, but knew that it would be inappropriate. I didn’t want to risk jeopardizing either of our jobs.

One afternoon last summer we had been out to see a customer and were running late getting back to the office. Sonya was driving and decided to take a shortcut on a little backwoods road. Suddenly a deer ran across the road, and Sonya had to swerve to avoid hitting it. The car skidded through a deep puddle that had been left by heavy rain earlier in the day, and the engine stalled.

I figured that if I dried off the wiring under the hood, we could get the car started and continue on our way. Since the weather was very hot and sticky and my task was a dirty one, I shed my suit jacket, tie, and shirt. After several minutes of work under the hood Sonya was able to start the engine, but the rear wheels, which were still in the puddle, had sunk into the mud and were stuck. At the rear of the car the water was nearly up to the bumper. I took off my shoes and socks, rolled my pants above my knees, and pushed the car as hard as I could, but we couldn’t get free of the mud.

Finally I gave up and sat down in the car to rest. I was breathless and soaked with sweat, and my feet were coated with mud. Then I saw that Sonya was staring at me, obviously enjoying what she saw. For a long awkward moment we just eyed each other in silence. I couldn’t stop looking at her.

Slowly she reached out and put a hand on my chest, gently touching me with her sensuous fingers. When she pulled on some of my chest hairs and ran her fingernails across my nipples I gasped with excitement, grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her face to mine, thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth. After an incredibly long kiss, I told Sonya how beautiful she was and admitted having fantasized about her since my first day on the job. As her eyes swept from my bare chest down to my bare feet, Sonya said she’d known I was good-looking, but until now couldn’t fully appreciate it.

I was blown away by her openness as she ran her fingers down my chest and my stomach to the large bulge in my pants. She gently rubbed my hard-on, sending a surge of passion through my entire body. I wanted to feel her naked body against mine, so I suggested we move to the backseat. We scrambled back there, our mouths locked in French kisses, while Sonya unfastened my pants and helped me yank them off. I in turn helped Sonya out of her suit, removed her bra, and began to feast on her fantastic breasts. She slid her hands into my briefs and let her fingers roam over my ass. We were on fire.

Exploring Sonya’s torso and legs, I finally let my eager fingers wander to her crotch. Her panties were soaking wet, and as I gently fingered them she began to quiver and moan. Suddenly she yanked my underwear down to my knees and grabbed my yearning cock. By that time, I had a couple of fingers in her snatch. As her pelvis began to pump, she frantically pulled my cock. In her slippery hand I popped my cork, with a load so large it squirted onto Sonya, onto me, and onto various parts of the car seat.

Still charged up, Sonya and I got completely naked and assumed a sixty-nine position. Licking, sucking, and fingering each other, it wasn’t long before we both climaxed again. Sonya impressively swallowed all of my come, sucking me dry.

Totally spent and satisfied, we cleaned ourselves up as best we could and got dressed. Sonya was wiping up puddles of my come from the backseat and I was wiping my muddy toe prints from the inside of the rear window when a farmer driving by in a four-wheel-drive offered to push our car out of the ditch. Thank God he didn’t show up sooner.