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I am a 29 year old male and work for a medium size corporation in

Long Beach. I am single but have a 27 year old girlfriend that

would knock the socks off any man. Mandy is five seven, blonde hair

and blue eyes with the most fantastic body ever. She worships me

and we get along great. Best of all, when I want it, she never says

no. That is why I can’t figure out why what happened, happened.

In our office, there are a few young attractive women and a lot of

women in the 35 to 45 age range. All or most of them are married

and have families. This one lady, Peggy, is about 40, oriental,

very attractive for her age and her figure is still dynamite. She

has nice medium-size breasts and shapely legs. She has a few lines

in her face but her hips have a motion to them when she walks on

her high heels that attract any man’s eyes. Peggy is a real

sweetheart. She is always kind and considerate. She always dresses

very professional and is the last woman I would suspect of having

an office affair.

So, we were working on a project together one week and spending a

lot of time working in the file room. The file room is in the

basement and is pretty secluded and there is almost never any one

in there. This is a large room with row after row of four drawer

file cabinets. There is really too much stuff in there for the size

of the room because the aisles are rather narrow. On our second day

down there, Peggy was wearing a long, conservative white dress and

white high heels. I had seen her in this dress before. She was made

up as usual and actually looked quite attractive. We were both

working in the end aisle which had only one way in and out. It was

so narrow that we could not squeeze past each other without making

body contact. That morning as I squeezed past Peggy a couple of

times, I noticed two things. First, she was wearing some kind of

perfume that drove me nuts. Second, her dress was a wrap around

type that was tied at the waist and I don’t know if it was the

tight quarters or what, but as I squeezed past her and looked down

over her shoulder, I could see part of her very sexy white lace and

satin bra and, of course, what was in it. The next time I had to

squeeze past her, I got an even better view of her cleavage and it

was starting to arouse me.

A little while later, Peggy asked me a question and as I turned to

answer her, I noticed that the edge of her dress was caught on a

file drawer and as she had turned away from the drawer, it had

pulled the bottom of her dress open enough to expose her right leg

to me. I was stunned for just an instant by the sight of her very

sexy leg and the fact that she appeared to be wearing stockings

instead of pantyhose. All I could see was just a hint of what

appeared to be the top of a stocking.

Then, she must of felt a draft or something and I told her she was

caught at the same moment. She quickly turned away, embarrassed and

apologizing. Over the next couple of hours and through lunch, all

I could think about was what I had seen and how excited it made me.

After lunch, things went on as normal until about three o’clock. I

had been working at the end of the same aisle as Peggy. She was

about half way down from me working with a drawer in front of her

open, one behind her open, and one behind and just a little past

her open. I had an arm full of files I was carrying out and alerted

her that I was coming down the aisle. She tried to hurry and make

way for me but just as I got to her she pushed the drawer in front

of her closed and quickly turned and closed the one behind her in

one fluid motion. At the same moment, I reached her position and

slipped on a pen on the floor. The result was amazing.

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As a famous author once wrote, it was a “Dark and Stormy

Night” as sea coast weather can often be. It was raining very hard,

even by the sea coast standards that I was used to. The rain was

almost snow. I was sitting in my car at the deserted ferry terminal.

It was Thursday, and no ferrys docked at this terminal this evening.

I remember the first time I met her. She worked at a car

rental agency at the airport. I had reason to be in the terminal most

every night and we struck up a casual conversation. This went on for

several months. She was about 5′8″, 145 lbs, brown hair and brown

eyes. Her figure was shapely, and her breasts small but very

attractive. Because of her job, she dressed conservatively, but there

was a very sexy quality about her. Occasionally her blouse would gap

a bit and I would get a glimpse of her bra covered breasts. I was

fascinated. She had a wonderful personality. There were many people

around always so our conversation was casual.

One evening, I was dropping a co-worker at her residence and

was invited in by her mother for fresh cookies. I was about to go in

and received a radio call that I was needed at the airport, at the car

rental counter. Well, so much for the chocolate chip cookies. Duty

called. I got to the airport, about a 5 minute drive, and went in.

She had some information that I had asked about. We joked around and

I mentioned that as much as I needed the information, it cost me some

chocolate chip cookies. We laughed about it and I went on my way.

The next evening, I received another call to the airport. I

went in and there on her counter was a plate of fresh baked chocolate

chip cookies. We talked a bit, over cookies and her customers and

again I went on my way.

Being in a high visibility occupation, I was forced to be very

cautious in my dealings with women, especially since I was married. I

did get brave and wrote a note that said, simply, “Good Morning Lovely

Lady,” sealed it in an envelope and secretly dropped it into her purse

that sat open on the side counter. I figured that in the morning she

would notice the envelope and open it.

Coming back to the present, the rain was now falling as a very

wet snow, and was starting to accumulate on the windshield of my car.

I had the radio on the local soft music station, and had to start the

engine to generate some heat as the outside temperature was about

freezing. A car’s headlights pulled into the deserted terminal, but

it was just turning around.

It was a few days after the “note in the purse” incident

before I saw her again. She tried to seem annoyed at my greeting, but

didn’t act the part very well. I could tell she was pleased. I had

to be careful about spending too much time at the airport for fear

that someone would “notice.”

A couple weeks went by and my wife had a chance to fly off to

a city about 700 miles away and then drive back. She would take the

children. Without much thought, I encouraged her to go as I knew that

she would enjoy the trip and get to see her parents. She would be

gone about a week.

I was working day shift, which ended at 3pm. Saturday came

along and I was off after the shift for two days. What to do with

Saturday evening? There was nothing much at the theaters and even

less on TV. I still had need of some information at the airport so I

decided that probably a little off duty work was in order. I decided

that I would call her up and see if the plane was going to be on time.

My heart leapt as she answered the phone. We talked a bit and she told

me that the plane was running a couple hours late so she was going to

go home and feed her children and then come back as her husband was

out of town. We talked a bit more and the subject of the fantastic

milk shakes at the local drive-in restaurant. They were known

everywhere. I said, in jest, “Why don’t I buy you one after the

flight leaves.” She said “That would be great!” Boy was I surprised.

We agreed that after the plane left we’d meet in the airport parking

lot and go for a shake.

The next two hours were endless. I couldn’t believe that she

was going to spend a little time with me. I actually paced the floor

in my apartment!

The plane came and went and I didn’t get the information that

I wanted. I went out to my car and she came out shortly. She was

wearing a clear rain jacket, a zippered blue jean coat and grey

slacks. I couldn’t see what else she had on. She suggested that we

go in her car as it was less known in the area. We went over to the

drive up window and got two strawberry shakes. We pulled into the

parking lot like a couple of teen agers and shut off the car. We sat

in the car and watched it rain while we enjoyed the shakes. She

un-zipped her raincoat as it warmed up in the car. She eventually

un-zipped the jeans jacket also and disclosed a sheer white blouse.

The dim lighting failed to reveal the exact design, but it was very

alluring. We talked well past the shakes, and I asked if she’d like to

go for a ride. She said she would and would I drive? I moved to the

driver seat and we headed for an ocean overlook about 20 miles away.

It was snowing harder now as my wait at the ferry terminal

lenghtened. She had said about what time she’d be there but I had

gotten there early. My windshield was completely snow covered, but

the snow was so wet that it wasn’t sticking on the ground. I sat

back. turned up the music a little and let my mind wander.

We had sat at the overlook for awhile and just talked. It had

stopped raining and a few stars could be seen. Finally I just sat

looking at her and she at me. I reached over and kissed her. Our

tongues met and we held each other tightly. I reached inside her

jacket and felt her breasts. They were fairly small but firm. She

reacted immediately to my touch. The blouse covering them was silky

and pleasant to the touch. I slowly un-buttoned it, one button at a

time. Her bra was white, and substantial. I lowered the straps and

un-hooked it. We sat and enjoyed each other for awhile and decided

that this overlook was a bit too public. We drove back toward town

and went up to the community college, deserted at this hour. We

parked on a side road and continued our exploration of each other.

She began to feel guilty and we didn’t make love that night. We sat

for a long time and finally she dropped me back at my car.

The ten o’clock news came on the radio and it was now raining

again, dissolving the wet snow that had been falling. A car pulled

into the terminal and went slowly past. I could see that it wasn’t

her, but some other lady apparently on her way to a rendezvous. She

stopped at the other end of the parking area and someone got out of a

car and into hers. They drove off. I watched it as the rain turned

to snow again. She said she’d meet me as close to 10 o’clock as she

could. The news ended and the music began again. It rained harder.

I thought back to another rainy, stormy night when I was

working swing shift, which ended at 11pm. She called about 10:30pm

and said that she had to be at the downtown ferry terminal to meet the

11pm ship. I told her I’d stop by. It was quiet so I got to leave a

few minutes early. She was there and we got into my car and headed

south out of town. We had very little time as we were both expected

home. We stopped at a secluded wayside and were in each others arms

immediately. I undid her blouse and front closing bra and rubbed her

nipples. They became instantly hard and her breath became short and

ragged. I slid her slacks down over her narrow hips and removed her

bikini panties. I removed my pants and entered her. I stroked her in

and out and satisfaction came to both of us almost immediately there

on the front seat of my car. There wasn’t time for formality, but we

had to have each other. We drove back to town and she sat very near

to me. We talked about little things and each secretly hoped that

this wouldn’t be the last timewe would be together.

I could see her car’s headlights coming some distance off as

the snow began to fall again. She pulled up and I got into her car.

We drove off and headed north. We finally pulled into a small road

that lead to a private harbor, totally deserted this time of the year.

We stopped in the parking area and shut off the car. We were

immediately in each other’s arms. Both of us had good reasons to be

away from home this evening so there was no pressing rush. I felt of

her breasts thru her jacket. I could feel her arousal already. She

was wearing a jacket, sweatshirt, sweater, blouse, camisole, and

bra,along with heavy slacks. I commented that she was quite dressed,

even considering the weather. She said that the reason was that she

wanted to see me but knew we shouldn’t make love so she “covered it

all up.” We slowly removed her clothing (and mine). Her bra was

dainty and lacy. It was totally dark but my fingers gave me a better

picture of it that I could have gotten with some light. I finally

entered her and began slowly stroking my cock in and out of her

warm,wet love canal. I took deep, loving strokes and I could feel her

tensing up. She started to climax and just kept on the pinnacle of

ecstacy as I tried to slow my own excitement. She stayed on the peak

of climax for what seemed like forever. I finally couldn’t stand it

any more and I shot the biggest load of cum that I had ever given into

her. I continued to move in and out of her as she subsided. Finally

we napped in each other’s arms as the rain fell and the wind rocked

the car.

It soon became cold and we awoke and slowly dressed. We each

knew that this would be the last time for us as I was being transferred

as was her husband. We drove slowly back to the terminal where my car

was parked and each went our separate ways. The rain was still falling

as we parted and we promised each other that when we heard very hard

rain on the roof, we would think of each other and to this day, I

remember our Dark and Stormy Night whenever it rains.

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