Erotic Story: The Temp 2

Lesbian Erotic StoryWritten By DC
I hadn’t seen Barb, the office temp that I’d once had amazing sex with, in over six months. We’d worked late in the office building where I manage an accounting firm, and finding a mutual attraction to one another, had ended up on my office rug, groaning in ecstasy. It was my first sexual encounter with another woman. I was married at the time, and felt a little guilty about it; until I found out that my husband had been screwing his secretary for almost a year. We separated a few months ago and I hadn’t had sex with anyone since.

It had been a long day at work and I was glad to push the button on the elevator that would take me to street-level and a taxi home. When the elevator door opened, I was surprised to see Barb there, looking as beautiful as ever, with her blond hair and striking blue eyes.

“Oh, hello, Mrs. Sandler…I mean, Beth. How are you?” she said when I stepped on.

“Barb, what a surprise! I haven’t seen you in so long. Where did you get to?”

Barb smiled and said, “I had a three month position at another firm, filling in for a girl on maternity leave. I like working in this building better though. You look great, Beth.”

She reached out and touched me lightly on the arm as she spoke. Her warm fingers made my skin tingle where she touched me.

“Thanks.” I said. “Are you here for a while, or just for today?”
“Just for today, I think; unless I get a call to come in tomorrow.” she said.

“That’s too bad. I was hoping we could maybe have lunch together.” I said.
“Well, we could. I can give you my number if you like, Beth.”

“Sure.” I said, wondering if we could get through a lunch without humping one another. God, she was sexy.

The elevator dinged and we got out in the main lobby. Beth gave me her business card and we walked out to the street.

“Take care, Barb. I have to grab a cab. My car’s in for service today.” I told her.

“Oh, I don’t mind driving you, Beth. I’m in no hurry, really, I have no plans for tonight anyway.”

“Well… I guess, if you don’t mind. I…I don’t want to be a bother.” I said.

The thought of spending a while with her in close quarters made me feel warm all over; even though the October wind was a bit chilly.

During the drive to my apartment, I told Barb about my separation and impending divorce. She was sorry, she said, to hear that. She said she hoped our little one night affair didn’t have anything to do with it. I told her it didn’t.

“He was fooling around long before that.” I told her. Now that she had brought it up, I found myself reliving some of the sensual feelings of that night. I felt a stirring in my loins that I hadn’t felt for a while. Her short black skirt was riding up her muscular thighs that were parted slightly as she drove.

“That’s my building there on the right, Barb. The least I can do is offer you a glass of wine for your trouble.” I said, after the twenty minute drive.

“It was no trouble at all, Beth. I’d love a glass of wine. Where do I park?” Barb said.

A few minutes later, we were in my apartment and Barb was complimenting me on the décor. I was feeling a bit nervous and hoped it didn’t show. I was starting to feel a bit horny and I felt a little flushed.

“Is Merlot ok with you, Barb? I just opened it last night.”

“I love Merlot. Thanks, Beth.” she said, slipping out of her jacket.

“Do you mind pouring while I freshen up a bit?” I asked her as I handed her two wine glasses.

“Not at all. Take your time, Beth.” she said. “I’ll do that too, when you’re done.

Alone in the washroom, I took a deep breath and blew it