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I worked with Erin for two years before I left for a better position. A bittersweet day.

The day I met Erin I was instantly attracted. She was a strayberry blonde, petite girl with a lot of energy and a cute face with the body to match. She stood about five feet three inches and tipped the scales at a mere 100 lbs. Normally,I would have been active in pursuing her but I had recently been married and was trying to be the faithful husband. I could have kicked myself. How could I be so drawn to this little angel when I was married for only a few months? But, there I was with this intense attraction but not able to act upon it.

For two years I spent a lot of time with my attractive work partner. We laughed, had fun, supported each other through tough times, and truly enjoyed each others company. She picked up a boyfriend along the way, which dampened my spirits but also relieved my troubled husband's heart to a certain degree. I would have to say that I developed a serious 'crush' on her over that two year period. And I liked to imagine she had a little 'thing' for me too. Oh how I wanted just to touch her, to stroke her hair, to kiss her soft lips, and to have her, completely.

As I prepared to leave that job, we both admitted we were lax when it came to keeping in touch with friends that weren't within our immediate reach. Therefore, on some level, we knew we were not going to see each other a lot once I left the company for that other position. We hugged on my last day and it felt so good. She squeezed tightly and put her head on my chest. I didn't want to let go but was certain she would hear my heart pounding a mile a minute if I didn't.

Several months passed. We spoke a few times on the phone where we promised to meet up but never put the pieces together. I was busy as was she. We lived over an hour apart, I was married, and she had a boyfriend that she was now living with. It felt hopeless and I felt empty. I wasn't unhappy in my marriage but it just didn't provide me with the kinds of feelings I had when I was with Erin.

Fastforward a few more months when she called me for my birthday. I didn't receive her call directly but got her message wishing me a happy day, which I listened to over and over again. In that message she spoke of her break-up with her boyfriend and her pending move to within fifteen minutes of my house. It was like music to my ears. I returned her message with my own where I expressed my sadness for her break-up, albeit insincere. But, I also stated how happy I was to be closer so that we could get together. I no longer felt empty.

We met up for dinner and drinks several weeks later. My wife was out of town visiting family for the night so I took the opportunity to have a night out with my little Erin. It was a good night. We ate, had drinks, and closed the bar together. Time passed as if it was shot out of a cannon. The night was over but we weren't done being together. Having so much fun, we decided to go to her new apartment where we could continue 'hanging out' under the premise of seeing her dog (I was with her when she got it)and maybe watching a movie.

Her place was nice. It was small, clean, and cozy just like she was. It fit.

After spending and inordinate amount of time acting as if I was really happy to be seeing her dog, we moved to her couch where we turned on the tube and watched a variety of late night programming. Mostly, however, we spent our time drinking and talking on the couch. That's when she told me of her pending plans to move to the other side of the country to 'start over' and 'take some time'. My heart dropped to the floor but I hid it and expressed my pseudo excitement for her and how great it would be for her. Inside, I was dying.

As I sat there having these conflicted feelings of 'happy to be here but sad that she's leaving soon', I decided this was my only opportunity to follow through with my desire to touch her. I reached out to touch her hand as if to say,'That's great Erin' but once our flesh met I knew I could no longer hide my true feelings for her. My hand met hers and our eyes connected. There was a question there in her eyes and she found the answer in mine. I leaned in and gently kissed her lips. They were just as soft as I had imagined years ago. Our first kiss was me kissing her. I began to pull away but leaned back in for another taste. This time she kissed me back. It was a passionate embrace that had the energy of two years of waiting and longing.

Things began to happen pretty quickly now. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was a mutual attraction. Either way, we began peeling off each other clothes at a frenzied pace. Her body was even more impressive nude than in her high end clothing. Perfect breasts with bite size nipples that were so hard that they could have cut glass. As my mouth explored her neck and breasts, I stripped down her snug jeans leaving only her silk panties in place. She pressed herself into the oversized couch as my mouth and hands caressed her soft skin. I moved off the couch to a kneeling position between her legs as she lay back on the couch shaking with anticipation. Her soft whimpers of pleasure were confirmation that she wanted this as much as I did. My mouth moved over her body with a lustful thirst to drink as much of her in as possible. I placed my hand on her slightly damp panties and began to move my thumb in circles as my mouth moved closer to her now saturated undies. I could smell her musk as I placed my hungry mouth over her wet panties and started to caress her sweet mound through her panties. She continued to whimper and moan in anticipation of my tounge. I pulled her panties to the side with my finger exposing her shaved pussy and started to taste her. She was sweet and tangy all at the same time. She was shuttering at each pass of my tongue over her clit. I teased her and kept her on the edge of cumming by moving my tongue all around her sweet mound. She was spread eagle on the couch with her hands in my hair trying to guide my head while grinding her wet pussy into my face.

I could feel my throbbing cock trying to bust out of my jeans. As I worked her over with my tongue I unzipped my pants and slid them off. My underwear followed so that now we were completely naked together except for the thin layer of silk panties which provided only the illusion of protection.

She came a few times from my oral efforts. Her pussy was wet now with her cum juice. I was thicker than before and I knew she must be at her most fertile time. I slid her panties back over her pussy and moved back up to let her taste her own love juices. She eagerly kissed me as her hands explored my body. She was surprised to discover my hard, throbbing cock already exposed and ready for action. I pressed it into her hand and my precum squeezed out onto her palm. I repositioned myself so that my hard cock was perfectly positioned to enter her if only her panties were not in place. She moaned and started to move her hips with me thus simulating intercourse. She whispered in a breathy voice that she had condoms in the bedroom as we continued to grind together. I ignored her statement and continued to press my cock harder into her. By now the head of my manhood was practically inside her but with a thin silky barrier between us. She mentioned the condoms again and again I ignored her plea. I began pulling off her panties but she put them back in place and said 'No,I can't. I'm not on any birth control'. Our bodies became more passionate and I tried again to remove her panties. This time she didn't stop me but repeated the she wasn't on birth control. As I slid off her panties I knew she was mine and that once I entered her I would not be stopping until I drained every drop of my seed into her. Still lying on her back on the couch, I lifted her legs up and spread them wide. I positioned my cock directly at her slick hole and began to press into her. She gasped and arched her back as I entered her. This was it. I was exactly where I wanted to be and nothing could stop me now. I moved in and out of her slowly at first with increasing speed and rhythm. Our bodies were in perfect sync as her incredibly moist pussy tightly gripped my cock almost begging it to explode. Our pace picked up and I could feel my cock beginning to swell and she tightened down on me preparing for her own explosion. Then, like a bolt of lightening, she came with a level of intensity I had never seen before. Her body shuttered as she arched her back and moaned loudly. It lasted for what seemed like several minutes before I realized that I was on the brink of cumming too. I leaned in close to her and kissed her soft and salty lips as I continued to pump my cock deep inside her. Her hands slid down my back and she placed the heels of her feet on my ass as if to hold me there and she whispered again, 'I'm not on the pill'. I lifted up slightly from her so I could see her face. She knew I was close to cumming and gave me a knowing smile. Our eyes remained locked as I started to unload my cum deep inside her. She moaned and held on tightly making sure I didn't exit her fertile womb. My body pulsed as I shot spurt after spurt of my rich seed into her. It felt like I must have unleashed a gallons worth of tiny swimmers inside her. We collapsed and remained there for about 15 minutes before I exited her drenched pussy and moved next to her. We were both exhausted and promptly fell asleep. We stayed together the entire night and she never made a move to flush my 'boys' out of her. I was in heaven. It was a magical night I will never forget. We parted ways the next morning never discussing our attempt at baby making.

Erin followed through with her move across the country several weeks later. I only saw her one more time on the day she was scheduled to begin her trek. We embraced just as we had when I left our job together. Everything was the same except that now she knew of my feelings for her and she reciprocated the sentiment. She said she would miss me and try to stay in contact. I agreed but we both knew of our track record with maintaining friendships with people beyond our reach. It was and expected gesture that we both pretended to believe for each others benefit. As she walked toward her vehicle she repeated, 'I'll miss you Jay'. She continued, 'Actually, we'll both miss you' as she placed both of her hands on her stomach and gave me her secret smile.