getting “friendly” with a married co-worker

Michele was a 42yr old married co-worker who at first didn’t interest me and seemed more interested in the boss than her husband. She was blond, about 5ft 4inches, 110pounds, with average sized hips and, by my estimate, C sized tits. She worked in the janitorial/housekeeping department and was frequently in my work area doing walk thru inspections.


As time went on, Michele and I became friends and frequently sought out each other to chat during the day. Things started to turn towards more than a friendship when she asked me to stop by the bar with some other co-workers on the way home. As I sat next to her at the bar, she would lean over and put her hand on my leg, whisper things to me, and rub her foot against my shin. Things took the next step on Friday evening as we went for one bar to another to shoot a few games of pool.


Joe, her husband rode in his car with another guy to get some smokes on the way to the pool game, and Michele rode in my car. As we made our way to the pool hall, Michele took my hand and held it very tightly in her lap. As we came up to a stop sign, she reached over and pulled my head towards her and kissed me long and hard. As we played tango with each other’s tongues, she took my hand and pushed it harder into her crotch as she continued to bury her tongue in my mouth. After what seemed like10minutes, Michele broke our kiss and told me we need to get going to the pool hall.


As we played pool, Michele and I beat Joe and Ron 3 games to none. When Ron or Joe were not looking, or left the room , she would rub her nice tight ass against my hands, rub my hands, and even slipped her tongue into my mouth when possible. After we got done shooting pool we all went our separate ways and I was left with wondering what was going to happen next.


Monday at work, as I sat at my deck reading on the computer before my shift started, Michele came over, leaned over and gave me a good morning kiss and let me rub her leg and ass as our lips were pressed together. This behavior continued every morning when she arrived at work. Most of the people in the plant didn’t show up to just before their shift, so there was no one around to see the morning lip lock and ass rubbing I gave her.


I had other duties besides assembly work, including safety inspections, roof/drain inspections of the factory, and also help with supply ordering and storage. I used these duties as excuses to have Michele near me or working with me. She was always willing to help and enjoyed the attention. I would frequently sneak up to the laundry room when she was in there and get a nice long kiss. I would hug her tightly, rub her ass, make out with her, and do my best to soak in her essence and scent. When we went on the roof to do the inspections, we would kiss and make out in the hallway and on the roof. One time I was feeling a little more bold than usual and when we stopped at the door to the roof, I put my left arm around her back, planted my lips on her tender lips, took my right hand and ran it up and down her crotch area slowly and firmly. The action surprised her to say the least, but she did nothing to stop it either.

I continued to stop at the bar on the way home when ever Michele asked, or I noticed her car there. I would sit next to her [at the end of the bar against the wall] so no one could see what I was doing or where my hands where going. I would rub her thigh, the small of her back, her ass, and would slide my hand between her legs and up the crack of her ass when ever she got up and squeezed out from her barstool. This went on every time we were at the bar and her husband was only 3 stools away too busy with his drinks and horse betting to notice or care.