Rachel has been my favorite employee since I became a manager. She does an amazing job of running her program and only needs my help when someone with 'chief' in their title comes up with a stupid idea and it needs to be squashed by another chief level manager. Truthfully, she should have been elevated to the chief level years ago, but cost cutting measures left her undertitled and underpaid. I'd just broken the news to her that a new manager position was being created for her, and her smile lit up my office.

"Thank you so much!" she told me, "I know this wouldn't have happened without you pushing, Dave. Do you mind if I take a long lunch and surprise my husband with the news?"

"Of course, just let me know when you get back how he took it."

Hours later, Rachel came to find me still looking elated and said that her husband had suggested dinner out as a more tangible 'thank you' gesture. I accepted, of course, but secretly was hesitant. Since I travel a lot for work, my own wife was over 200 miles away, so I wasn't looking forward to being a third wheel to a happy couple. She suggested a moderately fancy place that was close to my hotel and we agreed to meet at 7:00.

I arrived a little early and took a spot at the bar to wait. My concerns about the arrangements forgotten, I ordered a beer and kept an eye on the door. Rachel didn't keep me waiting for long, arriving just as the bartender set my pint in front of me. She ordered her own glass of wine after greeting me with a hug and sat on the stool right next to me.

"Is your husband parking or something?" I asked, wondering why she was alone.

"No, I left him at home with the kids. Let's get a table and I'll explain."

I stood and gestured for her to lead the way, only then noticing her outfit. Normally at the office, she wore clothes that hinted about her body shape, the little black dress she had on now showcased everything. The neckline was still conservative, but the cut hugged her chest and left no doubt that her breasts were amazing. A high slit showed a dangerous amount of her left leg, and the clingy fabric promised that her ass was just as nice as the rest of her.

We slid into the corner booth separately, but she scooched in close so that we were sitting side by side instead of looking at each other across the table.

Rachel drained her wine glass and ordered another from the waiter who showed up. As he walked away, Rachel turned to me and said, "I caught Tom with the nanny this afternoon when I went home to surprise him. I slipped in through the kitchen door and found him face down between her legs on the couch. I have a few photos for the argument we'll have later, but for now I just want to focus on dinner and my gratitude towards you for making my promotion happen."

My heart nearly stopped. The way she emphasized 'gratitude' sounded very promising, but I'm a married guy and didn't come here hoping to get laid.

Just then, the waiter returned with another glass of wine for Rachel. Before he could even offer to read us the specials, Rachel spoke up and said we'd be sharing the Tomahawk ribeye. He disappeared again as my brain started working.

"Gratitude?" I asked, "You know that getting you promoted was mainly self-serving, right? I only did that because now that I have another manager working for me, they'll have to increase my pay somewhat."

"There's no reason I shouldn't be thankful anyway. The raise I got today is significant, so even if you're getting the same amount, I'm still doing better." she paused for a minute before continuing.

"I have another confession to make," she said, looking me right in the eyes, "I know your reddit account. There was a notification a few weeks ago when I was in your office, and you were getting something from the copier."

My face flushed purple at her statement. She could only be talking about THAT account. My main is full of nothing but comments on DIY and other home related stuff. My first alt is just for browsing porn so there's nothing to see there either. My second alt, however, that one is full of posts and comments in dead bedrooms and other subs like it.

Rachel put her hand on mine for a moment before speaking again. "It's ok, I'll never tell anyone what I read there. I couldn't help but snoop when the alert went off and after reading your posts I really sympathize with your situation; traveling a lot really messes up a marriage and if what you wrote is true, it sounds like you've given her plenty of time to get over her issues."

"There's more to it than that," I started to explain...

"There always is, but tonight we're in a position to help each other," Her words hung in the air as our food was delivered. 'But let's eat for now. Later will be here soon enough."

Rachel dug right into the plates in front of us, not bothering to move the sliced meat or veggies onto her own plate but rather scooting even closer to me so that we could easily eat from the oversized serving platter. We fed each other and made small talk about pets and work and everything but her cheating husband and my asexual wife.

After what felt like forever, we stood to leave. I questioned about the check, but Rachel had already seen to it when she went to the restroom halfway through the meal. As we walked to the exit, she took my hand, and I felt my face flush again. I stopped outside to ask where she parked so I could walk her to her car, still unsure of what I wanted to do.

Rachel spoke as if she could read my mind. "I came here in an Uber. Where did you park?"

I led the way and opened the passenger side door for her. As she climbed into the cab of my truck, she held tight to my hand, then pulled me in closely for a kiss. "Take me back to your hotel." she whispered.

All other thoughts were driven away as our tangled fingers settled in her lap. The slit in her dress opened slightly as her legs parted. I could feel the smooth skin between her thighs on my fingers. Her hand pushed mine further and further up her legs until I realized that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. The heat and moisture I found there broke any resolve I might have had.

Our eyes locked again as I lifted my hand to my face to taste the juice from my fingers. "Drive us around back." Rachel ordered.

I raced around to the driver's door and climbed inside. Rachel was already halfway across the console and unzipping my jeans before I could get the truck into reverse. I felt her mouth close around my glans and shuddered in pleasure. After all the anticipation during dinner, I knew I wouldn't last long if she kept going.

"I know it's been a while for you. Just let yourself go." Rachel said between licks. I managed to get the truck parked behind the restaurant a minute later and erupted into her mouth a second after that.

"Sorry," I gasped, "I wanted to at least warn you."

Rachel giggled a little. "I knew it was coming, and you seemed like you really needed that. Just get us back to the hotel and you can return the favor, boss."

The ride to the hotel took a little under ten minutes, but felt like forever. My mind was racing through the possibilities. What I'd done so far wasn't THAT bad, was it? A nice dinner with an officemate that ended with a two minute blow job? My wife would definitely be upset, but probably wouldn't divorce me over it. She hadn't initiated so much as a kiss in months anyway.

Also, Rachel is still my employee. Her new title gives her almost the same authority as me, except for the fact that I still write her evaluation.

But could I say no to Rachel if I wanted to? I'm sure that if I'd known how the night was going to unfold, I wouldn't have accepted the dinner invite. But I didn't know before and here I am, driving back to a hotel with a gorgeous woman who seemed intent on getting back at her foolish husband.

I backed my truck into a spot near the lobby door and looked over at Rachel. "Are we really doing this?"

She showed no sign of the self-doubt I was fighting with. "If you're not sure, I understand. A lot had happened today, and I've had way more time to think than you." she told me.

Her reassurance steadied me a little, and looking over at her in that dress was diverting precious blood flow away from my brain. Another opportunity like this wasn't likely to come along. I was already starting to get hard again and the realization that even if she went home, I'd still be thinking about her tonight solidified my plans.

I hopped out and virtually sprinted around to open her door. Rachel stepped out gracefully and wrapped my arm around her shoulders as we walked to the door. As soon as we were alone in the elevator we dropped any sense of composure and started kissing furiously. My hands explored her curves over her clothing, pulling her lithe body against my own.

We parted briefly as the doors opened and then ran towards my room. I closed the door after slipping the do not disturb sign on the know and turned to see her at the foot of the bed untying the sash that held her dress closed. As she laid down, the front fell away, revealing a black balconette bra holding up her perfectly shaped breasts.

I climbed into bed after Rachel, kissing my way up her calves and thighs, across her hips and then up to her ribcage. I paused briefly to suck each nipple before our mouths met again. She moaned softly as my fingers searched for her clit and I felt her hands pushing down on my shoulders. Understanding what she wanted, I started to rapidly kiss my way back down her body. I paid more attention to her breasts this time, but Rachel's pushing grew more insistent.

When my tongue finally connected with her labia, Rachel gasped for air. Her strong fingers were now entwined in my hair and she guided my mouth to exactly where she wanted me. I felt her tense and relax a few times and soon worked out exactly where she liked being licked and touched. Then, as if she'd been fighting to hold it back for a while, Rachel's orgasm crashed over her. Her delicate thighs closed around my face while her hands held my head in place as her hips bucked and her pussy rubbed against my face. Her juices flowed freely and I was soon soaked from my eyebrows to my collarbone.

As her first orgasm waned, I shifted position and finished removing my clothes. I piled pillows against the headboard and sat back against them, pulling Rachel into the space between my legs. Her lower back pressed my hard on into my belly, but I had more on my mind than just penetration.

Reaching around her to cup and fondle each breast, I tried to slow things down a little so I could enjoy everything. Rachel had other thoughts in mind, though. She pushed my right hand back down between her legs and started to grind them into her drenched slit while holding onto my wrist. Her breathing started to speed up again as my fingers explored her pussy. My left hand, acting on it's own, I suppose, found itself at Rachel's clavicle. I took the chance and raised it another couple inches until it closed loosely around her throat before pausing for a beat.

"Do it!" Rachel moaned, "Choke me boss."

I tightened my grip on her throat, feeling her pulse clearly through fingers and thumb. As I kept strumming her clit I felt Rachel's hands press down on my thighs, lifting her hips off the mattress. Once our hips were aligned, she reached between her legs and pulled my dick up to rub against her hairless mound. After a couple strokes between her thighs, she shifted forward and then sat back, impaling herself on my shaft with a single smooth motion.

It took every bit of self-control I could muster to not just grab her hips and start pounding her into the mattress, but something told me that she had a plan that would be worthwhile. I was not disappointed.

As Rachel began to cum for the second time, her legs snapped together, squeezing my cock within herself. The rhythmic contractions and her small thrusts soon had me ready to blow. I squeezed harder on her throat and asked where I should finish.

Instead of wasting what little air I was letting her have, Rachel reached behind me and pulled herself down and back into me. I stopped trying to hold back and emptied my balls into her tight cunt.

Sensing that the time had come to release Rachel's neck, I wrapped both arms around her torso and rolled us both into a spooning position. My softening dick stayed inside her until she shifted down to get her head away from my chin. I noticed that her dress was still tangled around her shoulders. I helped her pull it all the way off and tossed it to the floor to join my jeans and shirt in the pile. We laid together for nearly an hour, recovering from all the fun we'd had.

Unfortunately, Rachel needed to go home to her family. She woke from her light slumber a little before 11:00 and started to dress herself. I tried to insist on giving her a ride home, but she didn't want her husband to know she'd been out with only me and ordered herself another Uber. We walked together to the lobby for a parting kiss.

"I hope this won't just be a one-time thing." I said as casually as I could as her car arrived.

"That depends on what you've got planned for tomorrow night." She replied with a smirk, knowing full well that I'd cancel just about anything for another night like this.