When the new work colleague joined the team in the office, he didn't really made a lasting impression on her. He appeared to be in mid thirties (although later she found out he was actually in his mid forties), and wasn't what she would consider an handsome man. Not bad looking either, just an average looking guy. He was fairly quiet and always seemed quite polite, but he always came across as being a bit flat for her liking. Being the outgoing and confident woman she was, he just didn't seem to register much in her mind. After all, she was in her early thirties, very charismatic and popular with her many friends, in a long standing relationship and making great strides in her career. The world was her oyster.

The annual company party was around the corner and something she always looked forward too. Hundreds of people would attend and it was always a good time to enjoy a few drinks and make further connections in her road to professional success.

The evening came and she was looking her best. Her dress was elegant and showed her full figure without being too revealing. She was feeling good and confident, despite her husband's very passive remark that she looked pretty, when she knew she looked incredible.

As the evening went by, she spoke to many people, old and new faces within the organization which was exactly what she expected. She was dancing and drinking but never to a point of not being in full control, after all it was great to have some fun, but this evening was all about her career.

While moving around the big venue, she ended up bumping into their new colleague. Expecting to take on the small talk and move on approach, she found herself holding back a bit. Not only was he polite, but he also was quite engaging; able to maintain interesting and knowledgeable conversation which was a fair cry from a lot of the other colleagues which were considerably drunk by this point. He, himself wasn't a drinker which possibly facilitated the captivating conversation. A well traveled man of many different interests that kept her attention for far longer than what she expected. Time was flying by and yet she wasn't able to pinpoint what she was finding so compelling about him. Up close, she noticed that he had attractive features that included soft but joyous eyes, a gorgeous smile with very kissable lips and he appeared to be in shape with broad shoulders even if the suit he was wearing was covering most of this up. When she looked at her watch, it dawned on her it had been hours since they started talking.

Picking up on this, he smiled and apologized for taking so much of her time. He had a very cute and genuine smile which she found quite refreshing. She was a rather attractive woman and used to men trying to seduce her, but here he was interacting with her without flirting. She was disappointed by this. She was married, happily married; but she wanted this very interesting man to acknowledge her and see her as a beautiful woman, and not just a colleague. Possibly because of this and in spite of how much she was enjoying the time spent talking to him, she did say it was getting late, but that she would love to carry on with the conversation to which he replied that it would be his pleasure before offering to walk her out and hail a cab for her.

They carried on talking and made their way out of the elevator and as they were passing by a cleaning storage room, she felt his big and strong hand on her arm pulling her after him as they both made their way inside the cleaning room. He pushed her in a gentle yet forceful manner against the wall and asked her if she really had to leave now. Still in shock and a bit confused, she heard herself say no as she looked into those deep eyes and felt like she couldn't pulled herself away from those gorgeous lips. As they kissed, her mind was racing. She was married, what in the world was she doing? She wasn't fighting this back, in fact she was really enjoying it. He was kissing her passionately and it was the first time in years she felt like this as he kissed her neck, she felt shivers cursing their way through her all body, his soft lips tracing her neck line and the cleavage of her dress before he moved the straps to the side allowing the dress to fall on the floor.

Taking back one step to admire what was in front of him, he undid his tie and his shirt revealing a shaped torso that clearly showed his muscled build. Smiling, he slowly used his tie to bound her wrists together causing her heart rate to go up and her mind racing. She was a strong and confident woman, why was she feeling more like a passenger and not the actual driver? And more importantly, why was she enjoying this feeling of loss of control so much? Her thoughts were cut short as he started kissing her breasts, his warm and soft tongue following the contour of her nipple before a gentle bite made her moan with pleasure.

Getting down on his knees, he pulled her thong to the side and lifting one of her legs over his right shoulder, he started licking her by moving his tongue slowly around her clit before sucking it. With her hands bounded together, there wasn't much she could about it and as he could taste how wet she was, he parted her lips and used his soft and warm tongue to slide inside her. It felt incredible as he clearly knew what he was doing, as he slid his fingers inside her while licking and sucking her clit.

There was no turning back now and she run her fingers through the waves in his hair as he used his fingers to hit her g-spot and she could feel an intense orgasm building up. He kept building up the momentum with his right hand, while using his left hand to cover her mouth as the pleasure kept building up. He moved his fingers quicker now while never letting his mouth and tongue fall out of sync until she couldn't hold it any longer, bitting into his hand covering her mouth as waves of raging lust covered her whole body in an explosion of pleasure as she experienced a mind blowing orgasm.

As she tried her best to regain some form of control, he stood up again, looked at her with a satisfied smile on his lips and put his shirt back on. Even in her pleasure induced dazed state, she could see the tremendous bulge in his pants. He spotted that she noticed it and kept smiling at her as he unwrapped his tie freeing her wrists, before picking up her dress and moving the straps over her shoulders gently.

With both of them fully dressed again, he moved his hand on her chin lifting it slightly. He kissed her slowly, gently bitting her lower lip to make the kiss longer lasting before whispering to her: "You are mine now." With her heart rate finally close to a regular level, but still sounding like a loud drum and her head still coming down from the heights of a mind blowing orgasm, she couldn't help herself from silently agreeing.