Sisters , Daughters, Nieces and Wives!

This all happened a long time ago. I was at work and doing what I still get a lot of pleasure in doing……. no! not that…… although of course I still engage in that particular activity when the real thing isn’t available as most adults do I should imagine! No, I was observing the women in the office who I had the pleasure to work with and imagining them engaged in the sort of thing we all fantasise about from time to time!. I’ve mentioned this before in other stories, but I’ve always derived a lot of satisfaction in watching members of the female sex doing ‘everyday’ things; breasts bouncing, buttocks rippling, the way you can spot the style of knickers they’re wearing under tight trousers and sometimes, skirts, the way their nipples stand out when they least want them to! That sort of thing!

One of my colleagues was a lady who was ten years my senior in that she was around 35 when I was 25. God, now that I’m in my 50’s I look back at the opportunities I had a quarter of a century ago and ask myself
‘Did I make the most of things in those days?’
I have to confess though, that ‘Yes, I probably did!’….. but I’d love to have those sort of opportunities back on a regular basis. A guy always needs more sex than he can get! Anyway, this woman of 35 was on the large side. I’ve put on weight myself over the years but at 25 was reasonably fit. I played a lot of cricket and rugby and also went in for competitive sailing. If I did it now I’d probably have a coronary. However, I really fancied her and used to follow her around the office looking for opportunities to catch sight of her bottom in tightly stretched pants and the occasional glimpse of cleavage when she bent forward. Looking back I’m sure she knew perfectly well what I was doing, but at the time I imagined I was so fucking clever!

We had a filing room which was full of ceiling high racks with hundreds of files, this being in the days before computers were so common. She went to get a file and I casually followed her in. There was no sign of her so she had to be at the far end. I walked down there glancing down each aisle as I passed the end of it. About four from the end, I found her……. or in reality, she found me. As I approached the end of the aisle where she was waiting, she suddenly appeared in front of me so that I walked straight into her. I mean that literally; I bounced off her tits…… and I mean that literally as well because she’d taken off her bra and her magnificent breasts were clearly visible under the top she was wearing…. a sort of white muslin semi-transparent material with solid white bits in it….. women will know what I mean. Her large stiff brown nipples were straining against the material and as she looked down at my bulge I knew she could see my excitement.