Stealing my work wife from her fiance. Part One

I had worked with Bri for a couple of years. We got to know each other pretty well and it wasn't uncommon for us to grab drinks and a bite to eat after a rough shift to chat and decompress. It quickly grew to us being each other's armchair therapist as strains of our personal lives mixed in with work stress.

It had been a reoccurring theme with Bri for a while that she was unhappy in her relationship. Her boyfriend had proposed to her and while she had accepted, she wasn't sure she was ready. They didn't live together, they barely saw each other, and already he was showing red flags. Couples therapy had been rejected aggressively, and he wasn't comfortable with intimate conversations that were sexually adventurous or troubling. He was possessive of her time but unwilling to reciprocate. The list of complaints grew.

I told her it sounded like we had a better connection than they did and that was a problem in a life partner. I meant it as comparison of how crappy that situation was. After all, they had been together for years when I first met Bri and it sounded like he still had a lot of walls up. She gave me a funny look and snorted. That made it click in my head what I had said and how it sounded. It also led me to quickly re-evaluate some things.

The fact that Bri was stunning crossed me. She was tall, only a couple of inches shorter than my 6'2. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, tattooed, well-endowed in her chest and ass, strong (we often took on jobs together other coworkers were unwilling to do), a bit nerdy, and a fiery temper when she knew things were fucked up.

Since I had listed her in my head as a co-worker and already taken, I hadn't fantasized about her. Even with multiple talks about sex and fantasies, I tended to keep work and play separate. But everything clicking into place had already sent signals straight to my groin while we sat at that booth and holy fuck did I want this woman.

It all passed in a couple of seconds. I blinked and looked back at her and could tell she had figured something was up. So I invited her out on a date. I had a gameplan. And it involved several things we had already talked about. A little romance, some kink, and trying something she had been talking about for a while. I also didn't entirely know if she saw me in that role or more of a brother. I wanted to test those waters.

She, true to form, pushed me in the pool so to speak.

"If you are trying to fuck me, just ask. Then take me home and fuck my brains out, big boy." She smirked. Her boot slid up my leg under the table and pushed against my crotch. I raised my eyebrow.

"I'm not done with my drink, Princess. If you are that impatient, you can come sit beside me."

She pouted. Then got up and I slid out to let her get in the booth next to the window. She stopped, grabbed my crotch between us and kissed me. I returned the hungry kiss, with a squeeze of her ass, and she broke away, cheeks red. She slid into the booth and I sat next to her.

My hand slid up her leg and undid her pants and belt. Then my hand slipped inside and I began stroking her pussy through her panties. Her hand gripped me forearm and she hissed. We had already discussed how much she wanted to try playing in public. And luckily this bar and grill was the kind you went to the counter to order. No wait-staff to interrupt.

"So, as I said. How about a date tomorrow. We both have the day off." I continued. It was a new game now and her panties were already soaked. She started to respond and I slid her panties aside, I was pretty sure it was a lacy thong, and began stroking between her creamy folds and teasing her clit. Her breathing was getting heavier. I sipped my drink with me other hand.

"A whole day? I dunno.." She bit her lip. "What are you thinking?" She asked. The breathed in sharp. I had just plunged one, then two fingers inside her. Her hand released my arm and slid down to squeeze and rub down the length of my cock.

"I was thinking breakfast. At this rate you will probably Be breakfast. Maybe some disc golf to chat and compete." I pushed my palm against her clit and began long, thrust strokes inside her that had her hips rocking in rhythm with me. Her breathing was growing ragged. "Then a little house party so you can meet some friends of mine. There will be drinks, some board games. And did I mention I have a small hot tub? Any more than two people and someone has to sit in someone's lap "

"Hot tub?" She asked. I picked up the pace. I could hear the sound of my fingers plunging in her now. Man, when she was turned on she got soaked. Her hand had a death grip on my cock now.

I leaned in. "Are you about to cum for me, Princess?" I growled. She closed her eyes and nodded.

"Yes…fuck. Don't stop." She moaned as softly as she could manage.

"You're going to walk out with wet pants." I purred.

"I. Don't. Fucking. Care." She hissed. And I chuckled. I shifted to have a better angle. Then forcefully started finger fucking her using my body yo block us from the rest of the bar. She squeaked and gasped, pushing back in the booth and bending, one hand on her mouth with her eyes squeezed shut. Oh boy, did she cum. Her tight pussy forced my fingers out as I felt her flood her thong and pants. Her hand around my cock squeezed like she wanted to rip it off as a tremor went through her whole body.

She sat there, panting and red faced from holding her breath.

"Fuck." She muttered. I gave her time to collect herself. Then got up and got some towels to clean up the seat and we left. She had no shame walking out. We stood with her pinned against the front of my truck for a long while making out before agreeing to go to my place. She hopped in her car and followed me. I barely had the door unlocked before we were back to kissing, hands working each others pants.

Our clothes were on the floor by the front door. Round one consisted of her facefucking herself with my cock on the couch and her riding me hard on the floor through her own messy orgasm before squeezing her ass around my cock to milk me as I squeezed her tits and tugged on her nipples.

Round two found us 69 in the bed, licking each other clean before I took over. Taking her from behind until she collapsed and it became a rough prone bone.

We had a Late start to the day the next morning. She awoke to coffee by the bed waiting for her and I was already between her thighs. Licking and petting her good morning.

"Good morning, Princess." I purred as my fingers slipped back inside her.

"Good fucking morning, Sir." She moaned. Eyeing the coffee then me between her thighs.