Date: Wed, 7 Apr 2010 16:39:40 -0400
From: sportster1983@gmail.com
Subject: Work Wife

This is my first story. If you liked it, or have any feedback, feel free to
drop me a line at sportster1983@gmail.com

All characters are fictional, and any resemblance to any person, living or
dead is pure coincidence!


       I first met Cadie when I started my new job. My first impression of
her was fine, but she didn't blow me away. She was tall, with dark, long
hair, green eyes and an incredible sense of style. When she introduced
herself to me she extended her hand to shake mine and said "Cadie, with a
`D'. Nice to finally meet you. Everyone here has been talking about you."
Her handshake was firm, but not overwhelming. She knew how to make a good
first impression.
       I had just moved to the big city to start my new job with a whole
group of other newcomers. We had all been put through rigorous testing to
see how we would get along, since our job would require us to spend
incredible amounts of time together over the course of our time in Chicago.
When we went through out testing, she was in the group opposite of mine, so
I hadn't met her until all the unqualified people had been weeded out and
we were left with a small group of 12. I was always out at work, but it was
never a big deal. I wasn't seeing anybody and I liked it that way.
       Cadie had a way with people and they always tended to gravitate to
her like moths to a flame. I was no different. She had a certain quality
about her that made everybody she met like her. She was intelligent and
talented, but didn't like to flaunt it or bring attention to herself.
Still, she was impossible to resist. Over the months, we became friends out
of necessity. Most of our co-workers were involved in relationships, or
were married. Cadie and I were the only two single people in our group. I
was attracted to her, but had resigned myself to being her friend, since
she was straight and I was not. We would go out to the bars together, and I
was her wing man. She would take home guys hoping to develop a
relationship, but it just never worked.
       At work we would joke and laugh, which made the days fly by. On
evenings and weekends we would cook for each other and drink wine and laugh
some more. Usually about our colleagues, or when we were with them, the
laughter would be about what we had done that day, or if someone had done
something unusually stupid in recent memory. In the change room after work,
Cadie and I would talk about our plans for the night and our co-workers
would comment. "Man, do you guys ever spend any time apart?" or "You guys
might as well move in together, you're already spending all your time
together!" One of us would typically reply "You're just jealous that your
relationship isn't this good!"
       One night while I was cooking, Cadie was keeping me company in the
kitchen, drinking a glass of red. She was particularly pensive that
evening. I was stirring my homemade pasta sauce, watching her stare into
space out of the corner of my eye. Her and I could do that; be with each
other without constant chatter. We were both content to sit quietly in each
other's company. Once dinner was on the table and we were eating she asked
"Sammie, I just don't understand."
       "Don't understand what?" I replied.
       "I just don't understand why I'm single at 30"
       "Well, I don't really understand it either. You're beautiful, tall,
smart and funny. Any guy who let you go should be kicking himself." I said
taking a bite of dinner.
       Blushing, she spoke quietly "Shut up, Sam."
       "No I'm serious. You're the envy of everyone at work. People don't
think I'm listening, but I hear them talking about you. They all wish they
could be you or be with you. You know how the guys are."
       Cadie laughed "Yeah they don't know the meaning of `monogamous
relationship'."
       "If it means anything, I think you're looking for love in the wrong
places. What's the longest relationship you've had with a guy from the
bar?"
       "Two weeks, maybe three."
       "Case in point. There's nothing wrong with looking online. Nobody
looks down on that anymore. What about just waiting and letting things
happen?"
       "Sam, I'm 30. I don't want to wait anymore. I want a family."
       I began collecting the dinner plates and started running the water
to do the dishes. "Well this is going to sound stupid, but there are lots
of guys out there.  It's only a matter of time until one of them is bright
enough to hold on to you."
       Cadie grabbed a towel and started drying dishes. "I know" she said
softly, "I just wish somebody would see me like you do."
       I stared at the backsplash washing dishes for the longest time. I
couldn't bring myself to say what I wanted to, so we washed the dishes in
silence.
       "Sammie?" Cadie said, turning to face me at the sink. "Did I say
something to offend you? You're quiet. "
       "You didn't offend me Cads. I don't think you ever could. I just
don't know how to say what's on my mind."
       She put down her dish towel and took my hands. She looked into my
eyes and leaned close. She whispered into my ear "Just tell me. Maybe we're
both thinking the same thing"
       I swallowed, my heart beating so fast that I was sure she could hear
it. She smelled so good, wearing the perfume that she put on every day
after work. I inhaled her scent, Twilight Woods, and instantly felt at home
with her. I took my hands from hers and placed them on her waist. It was
like my hands were meant to go there, they just fit perfectly.  I placed my
head on her shoulder and said "Cads, You are the most beautiful person I've
ever met. You make everyone around you better, just by being there. From
that first day 6 months ago when I met you, I wanted to be with you. You
make me feel like nobody I've ever met. You're my best friend and I don't
think I could live without that, but I wanted you to know. I know you don't
like women, but there it is." While I was talking, Cadie had taken her
hands and began to play with my hair, scratching my scalp. I closed my eyes
and wrapped my arms around her in a hug. "I love you Cadie. More than
anyone I've ever met. It hurts me to see you so sad about men. I just want
you to be happy."
       Cadie took my head off of her shoulder and held my face in her
hands. She held it there and looked into my eyes with her sea green eyes
and said "Sammie, I love you too. I've known it for months and I think
that's why none of my relationships have worked. When I was with them I was
thinking about you and they didn't like that." She leaned in and kissed
me. It was so electric I felt it in my toes. My stomach was doing flip
flops. Cadie pulled away and said "What a good place for our first
kiss... In front of a sink full of dirty dishes" She was nervous,
chattering away like a child. I took her hand and led her to my couch. I
sat her down and sat beside her. I melted every time I looked into her
green eyes, but somehow I found the courage to say "Cadie, if you're not
ready, or want to change your mind, we don't have to do this." She leaned
in and kissed me with such fervor that I fell back on the couch. In between
kisses she said "Shut up Sam. I've wanted this for months. It's all I've
been thinking about." I ran my hands up her body, underneath her shirt. She
had goose bumps. Touching her was like touching silk. I pulled her shirt up
to her neck and she pulled it off the rest of the way.
       She sat back on her heels, straddling my waist and all I could do
was admire her beauty. She pulled her hair back into a pony tail and I sat
up. I took off my shirt and in one smooth movement I unsnapped her bra and
began to kiss her neck. She tried three times to unsnap my bra like I did
to hers, before she took both of her hands and undid it with a giggle. I
ran my hands up her flat stomach, to her luscious, D cup breasts. I took
one in each hand and ran my thumb over her nipples and areolas. They were
hard and made me want to kiss them. She pushed me back onto the couch and
kissed me hard. She leaned forward and let her big round breasts dangle
over my face. I grabbed one with my hands and took her nipple in my mouth.
She gasped and let out a moan that went right to my pussy, making me
instantly wet. I sucked on her nipple, while playing with her other nipple
with my hands, pinching and rubbing it. Her moans were incredible. It was
like she had never been touched before, and was experiencing sex for the
first time. Her hands were wandering all over my body, grabbing my breasts
and stomach. She had undone my pants and was stroking my wet pussy over top
of my underwear. She began to grind into me, humping my leg.
       I flipped her over, so that I was on top, and took off my jeans and
underwear. I then took hers off and admired her pussy. She was shaved
except for a small strip down the middle, beckoning me to her clit. I
straddled her hips and reached down with my hand, touching her clit for the
first time. Her moan was so loud that I was sure my neighbors could hear. I
began to stroke her clit, and she touched me for the first time. Her touch
was incredible. She knew where to touch and what to do. I was so wet that I
was sure I was dripping on her. I stroked her clit and she jumped every
time. I moved my fingers down to her pussy and rubbed it. She was as wet as
I felt. I rubbed around her pussy with my fingers until she was humping me
and moaning for me to fuck her. I slowly put one, then two fingers inside
her hot wet pussy and she shouted "Oh God YES!" I hooked my fingers and
found her sweet spot, which made her sing. She was moaning and humping and
panting so hard it made me hot just listening to her.
       While I was fucking her, she kept grabbing my breasts, sucking on
the nipples, and biting them lightly, which did nothing but turn me on even
more. She kept running her hands all over my body, grabbing my ass and back
and digging her nails in as she moaned. Finally, she reached down and
stroked my hot wet pussy which was aching for her to touch. She rubbed it
and teased my pussy, lightly stroking over top, but never going in. All
that did was make me hotter and wetter.
       Her moans were getting louder and more intense each time I thrust my
fingers in, so I decided to stop. As soon as I took my fingers out, Cadie
looked at me and said "Why'd you stop? Sam please don't stop. I've never
felt this before in my life!" I looked at her, replied "Cads, you're going
to come and I want to be down there when it happens" and moved to the foot
of the couch so I could lick her beautiful pussy.
       She was shivering with anticipation as I positioned myself between
her smooth legs. Before helping myself, I looked at her and asked "Are you
okay with this?" She nodded her head with a smile. "Are you sure?" I
enquired. "Sammie, I'm more sure of this than of anything I've ever been"
she said, squeezing my head between her legs. When I licked her clit, she
screamed "OH MY GOD" and arched her back, toes curled, grabbing my hair.
When I didn't stop licking and sucking, she started writhing on the bed,
moaning "don't stop don't stop don't stop" over and over again. She had me
so close to the edge that I could have come without her touching me again,
but I wanted to wait and come for her. With one final scream of
"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!" she arched her back and dug her nails into my
back and climaxed into a huge orgasm while I held on for dear life. When
she was done climaxing, she fell limp on the couch. I crawled up beside her
and kissed her deeply. She kissed me back and said "I've been wanting that
for a long long time. I guess I never really knew what and orgasm was
supposed to feel like, because that was the best I've ever had." I laughed
and said "Well I guess when you know the female body the way I do..." Cadie
laughed and flipped herself on top of me. She said "Well I guess I should
start by learning some anatomy"
       She started by kissing her way across my body. She ran her tongue in
circles around my nipples before zeroing in and sucking and biting my
nipple. She grabbed and played with my other breast while sucking. She then
took her hand and played her fingers over my stomach and down to my aching,
wet pussy. When she touched it, she nibbled my nipple at the same time. It
was an incredible feeling! She stroked my clit like her and I had been
together for years. Once she finally let go of my nipple, she slid down and
licked my clit. She moved her tongue side to side, making me jump. At the
same time, she slid her fingers inside my pussy and curled her fingers. She
was incredible! It was like she's been doing this her whole life. She
sucked and licked and fucked me all at the same time. I had never felt
anything like it. Within minutes, I was climaxing. I felt my pussy tense
around her fingers and she licked and sucked right until I collapsed,
exhausted. She crawled up beside me and said "Now that was something... I
think I'd like to do that more often"
       "I have no problem with that. We'll just have to be careful how we
act at work... You know how everyone is."
       "I don't particularly care about them. When they find out, they find
out. I want you and don't give a damn what they all think".
       "Alright" I replied, settling into her arms. "I could get used to
this".